Maestro Fortescu Part Two (special preview)

“Are you nervous?” I ask him.

“I thought I was losing Lewis,” Ludo looks at me with a shy smile. “I’ve already faced the most terrifying thing I could have thought possible. Now, I have happiness in the palm of my hand.

I smirk. “Oh, is that what you call it?”

Ludo strikes me with a pillow. “Sister!” He fusses. “How dare you think in such a way?” A bright smile is still on his face. 

“I’m an adult!” I roll my eyes at him, returning a strike with the pillow. “I can think any way I want.”

“I always see you as my little sister,” he sighs. “It’s never occurred to me to think of you as a woman.” He nestles back down in bed. “So...are you?”

I look away and hug the pillow. “None of your business.”

“So silent now,” he hums. “Let me think,” he taunts me. “Who would be a worthy match for my darling little sister?”

“None of your business, just like I said!” I huff at him. 

Ludo has caught me and he knows it. He grins brightly and squeezes my hand. “So there is someone currently!”

I fight him off. “Just go to bed! Not everyone is fucking the stable boy.”

“Well I sure hope not!” We both start cackling. 

Eventually, Ludo falls asleep, so I sneak from his chambers and down the hall. I let myself into Fortescu’s quarters. I find him asleep in bed, so I cuddle up beside him. His arms capture me and drag me under the covers.

“Where have you been? I can’t sleep without you!” He moans into my ear.

“I was talking with Ludo,” I gasp. 

“Ah, that's right, the king has come home.” Fortescu removes my nightgown and starts kissing down my chest. “I’ll forgive you just this once.”

I cry out as his tongue pushes between my folds. His fingers dip inside me, coaxing my nectar to spill while his tongue dances around my sensitive bud. He snarls and moans, sounding very much like a vicious animal.

I then hear a clatter and a shocked exclamation. Looking up, I see Ludo standing in the waterfall of curtains. His expression is horrified and he stands there still.

Fortescu sits up in alarm then quickly hides his face behind his arms. 

“Ludo!” I try to cover myself. “It’s not what you think!”

Ludo shakes his head slowly. “I uh-” he steps away from me as I approach him. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to...I saw you go through the door, I was-” he cups his hand around his mouth. “I didn’t mean to intrude.”

Fortescu places his mask back on. “Only the king can enter my chambers and not be punished for it. You are lucky.”

“And what about you?” Ludo snaps at him. “Violating my sister like that!”

“He wasn’t!” I snap at him, cutting him off as soon as I could. “How dare you? You don’t even ask me about this?”

“He’s a Hare!” Ludo snaps. 

“And?” I bark at him.

“Genevieve, they are dangerous creatures,” he whispers. “And their seed is-” he hesitates. His eyes dart about before they land on me again. “It’s a curse.”

“I like it!” I say with an indginent sniff. “And I like him!” I point back at Fortescu. “So you don’t get to say anything at all, Ludo!”

Ludo frowns and shakes his head. “I can’t believe this!”

“You did it too,” I scoff. “How is this so different? I ask you. Just because he’s a Hare? Because they’re supposedly bad? We’ve known Fortescu all our lives, and aside from being a whopping asshole, has he ever done any harm?”

Ludo frowns at me. “Papa and Dad are not going to like this.”

“Oh, fuck.” I cup my hand over my mouth.

“If they find out, they may kill him.” Ludo glances to Fortescu. “Me falling in love with Lewis is one thing. Yeah, they got mad at it, but you’re different to them, Genevieve!” He grabs my shoulder. “They don’t like Maestro. They don’t like men toying with their daughter.”

“I only toy with her in bed. Everything else is serious,” Fortescu jumps in.

“Not helping!” I snap back at him.

“Genevieve,” Ludo murmurs. “What did you think would happen?”

I glare down at the ground. “I never thought you’d pop in and spy on us.”

“You two are obviously...intimate,” he coughs. “But what do you do about protection?” He asks seriously. “Hare seed isn’t a mythical sort of substance for no reason. It has magical properties. The safest sex you can have with a Hare is no sex at all!”

“And it’s awful,” Fortescu laughs. “Also, it’s not sex, it’s love. Like you’re so special with your purple cat husband.”