“Have William and Ethan not told you all about sex? They were both rumored to be amazing lovers before their marriages.”
“Bah.” Kat blanched. “They are my brothers. Why would they talk about such things to me?”
“Hugh explained them to me.”
Because Beth’s older brother Hugh, the Bow Street Runner, might be brave, but he was a notorious rogue of the worst sort.
“There are things a man can do with his mouth and tongue that are so delicious that you see colors when you scream your pleasure,” Beth said.
Colors? Screams? Pleasure?How thrilling. Especially since Evan—rumored to be experienced in the art of seduction—surely knew of such things.
“Please tell me about them,” Kat whispered.
“Well, he places his mouth on your quim and licks and sucks and does all sorts of wonderful things.”
Quim licking?Kat’s was so wet right now that Evan could drink from between her thighs.
“Oh, my.” She swallowed.
“And you can place your mouth around his cock and lick and suck him back. I very much enjoy that.” Beth ran her tongue over her top lip.
The depravity of it all should appall her. Instead, it was as if a thousand butterfly wings tickled Kat’s insides. Could Beth also enlighten her as to what to do with an arse as fine as Evan’s? Although she had a few ideas of her own—caressing the firm crescents and nibbling on one perfect cheek. Make that both finely chiseled cheeks.
Oh, my heavens. She was a strumpet. A woman of loose morals. Lost! Evan had beaten her at her childish game because she was now willing to do whatever it took to know more of his touch.
“Beth, I need to tell you a secret. Please do not tell anyone.”
“Let me guess. Lord Greyson is threatening to expose your rendezvous with Evan if you do not court him. Of course, he does not truly wish to court you. He loves to find people’s secrets and blackmail them. Not to say that he won’t use this power to deflower you, because he is a lecherous pig.”
Kat sat up. “How did you know?”
“Because that is the type of man he is. He has threatened me before. However, since I could care less about my reputation, his threats are idle. But make no mistake, I do not ever wish to be alone with him. He shall never place his filthy hands on me.”
Fascinating. So, threats were idle if you did not care about your reputation? Oddly, it made sense. Is that why Greyson was not threatening Evan like he was her?
“Not only that, but you no longer wish to marry Alexander, for you have fallen in love with Evan Eaton.”
“Evan? Nay. No. Never,” Kat sputtered.
“Liar,” Beth declared. “Your feelings were transparent at the theater. Well, I knew the second I found you with your tongue in his mouth. It is evident that your snarling and snapping at each other is desire.”
Kat sighed in resignation. “Do you think Alexander knows?”
“No. Alexander is in as much denial as you and Evan. Perhaps even more.”
“Oh?” Kat asked.
“Alexander cannot love you, for he is attracted to his same sex. And everyone knows this except you and Alexander.” Beth’s brow wrinkled. “Hmm. I suspect Ethan is also unaware, or he would not be encouraging this courtship.”
“But is it not illegal for men to be lovers?” Kat asked like an utter unsophisticated fool.
“Many men have male lovers,” Beth said. “I find the thought appeals to me. It probably appeals to other men as well, but instead of succumbing to their curiosity, they claim it is evil and immoral. Regrettably, these men must keep their liaisons secret so they are not locked in a cell or ostracized. I suppose Alexander is fighting his inclinations.”
Poor Alexander. And poor her.
“How do I get myself out of this mess?” Kat asked.
“There is a perfect solution,” Beth said. “You marry Alexander. He can have flings with whomever he would like, and you can have an affair with Evan. Lord Greyson can no longerthreaten you if you are married to an earl, and neither of you cares about a scandal.”