Designs on a Warrior woea-4

by Marisa Chenery

  “In all aspects of his person?”

  “Just about all. I felt the hint of the important one last night while he kissed me, but it needs further investigation.”

  Maggie shook her head. “You really are bad.”

  “No, I make life interesting. Is it okay if I take a shower, or does someone else have dibs on it?”

  “You can have it. My parents went out to do some shopping, so it’s just the two of us here at the moment. Wulfric should be calling you soon, right?”

  “Yes. He said he wanted to see me this afternoon. You don’t mind, do you?”

  “Of course not. You deserve to have some fun. I’m happy you came to England with me. I have to admit I didn’t like the idea of you having to go home, even if it was for only until you found an apartment.”

  Cydney knew what Maggie meant. It was no secret between them that Cydney’s father wasn’t much of a dad. He was there physically, and being well-to-do, he supported her financially, but other than that he just wasn’t there for her. Though never what she would have called affectionate by any means, the distance between her and her father had increased to what it was today after the death of her mother when Cydney was fourteen.

  “Yeah, I hadn’t relished the idea that much, either,” she said. “Well, I’d better hop in the shower and then get dressed. I’m not sure exactly what time Wulfric is going to call. He only said late in the morning.”

  “Sure. And since you’re going out on your hot date, I’m going to meet up with Ali and Carol again. If that’s okay with you?”

  Cydney rolled her eyes. “Maggie, you don’t need my permission. You’re best friends with them as well as me. I can share. You haven’t seen them for a while. Go and catch up on things. I’m sure you three didn’t have much time last night to cover everything.”

  Maggie smiled. “No, actually, we didn’t. Ali was too interested in hearing about Wulfric. I’ll leave you to it. When you’re finished, my mum left some breakfast for you.”

  “Great. I’ll be down as soon as I can.”

  While in the shower, Cydney couldn’t help but think about the differences between Maggie’s family and hers. Maggie’s parents were close, and had a closeness with their daughter Cydney wished she had with her father. Most of the time she thought of him as a cold-hearted bastard. A good parent it did not make him, but it helped him become a bigwig in the corporate world.

  Finished with her shower, Cydney dressed in a pair of skinny blue jeans and a not too tight lavender t-shirt. Even though the day was warm, after a quick look out the bedroom window, she’d seen heavy rainclouds in the sky. She just hoped it would hold off for a while. But being in England, she had to expect it to rain at least once while she was here.

  She went downstairs and headed for the kitchen. The shower had helped with her pounding head, but food and water would take care of the rest. As promised, Cydney found a plate made up with bacon and scrambled eggs sitting on the counter, covered with plastic wrap. She lifted an edge of the covering and put it in the microwave to heat.

  Cydney had just finished eating and had put her dirty plate in the sink when she heard the sound of the phone ringing. She rinsed her hands and dried them as Maggie brought her the cordless. Her friend held her hand over the microphone and mouthed Wulfric’s name.

  Taking the phone, she silently thanked Maggie, then asked, “Hello?”

  “Hi, Cydney. It’s Wulfric.”

  “Hi.”

  “Are we still on for this afternoon?”

  “Sure. What time are you thinking about?”

  “Say in a half hour I come pick you up?”

  “That’s definitely doable. I suppose I’d better give you the address.”

  The sound of Wulfric’s deep, male chuckle sent shivers of longing through Cydney. She figured she could listen to him talk all day. His accent did delicious things to her.

  “Yes, the address would help. Do you know what it is, or do you have to put Maggie back on the phone to tell me?”

  “Don’t be a smartass. I know it.” She told him the house number and street. “Do you know where it is, or do I have to put Maggie on the phone to give you directions?”

  “Now who’s being the smartass? I’ll see you in a half an hour.”

  “See you then.”

  Cydney hit the ‘off’ button on the phone and handed it back to Maggie who had stayed in the kitchen to listen. “I guess he’ll be here soon.”

  “At least you gave him the right address.”

  “Hey, my memory isn’t that bad. The way the phone numbers are here, I find it harder to memorize them.”

  “It’s all in what you’re used to. Since you’re all set, I’m going to give Ali a call and arrange to meet her and Carol. Oh, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do while you’re out with Wulfric.”

  “If I did that, I’d never get to see what he has in his pants before the vacation is over.”

  “You make me sound like a prude.”

  “No. I know you aren’t one. You’re just a little overcautious compared to me. I’m into the ‘seize the moment’ kind of thing.”

  “I’ve hung around you long enough to know that. Anyway, you’d better finish getting ready. You probably want to do some primping before Wulfric gets here.”

  Cydney smiled. “You know me so well. And if I forget later, tell Ali and Carol I said hi.”

  She then left Maggie in the kitchen as she raced up the stairs to do said primping.

  * * *

  Wulfric sat in his car, parked at the side of the street in front of the house Cydney had given the address to. It was a modest home in one of Norwich’s modest areas. He got out of the car and headed for the front door. Once he stood before it, he rang the doorbell. It was answered a few seconds later by a woman who looked to be in her late forties, an older version of Maggie.

  She stepped back and waved him inside. “You must be Wulfric, Cydney’s date.”

  He walked through. “Yes.”

  Maggie’s mother looked at him. “She never told me you were quite so…large.”

  “Mum,” Maggie said as she came down the flight of stairs close to the door, “you’re going to make Wulfric uncomfortable.”

  “I didn’t mean anything by it, dear. It’s just I don’t think I’ve ever been around a man so tall or muscular. He makes your father look like a wimp.”

  “That’s because Dad is a bit of a wimp.”

  Maggie’s mother smiled. “True, but he’s my wimp.” She then looked at Wulfric.

  “It was nice to meet you.”

  After her mum left, Maggie said, “I’ll just run up and tell Cydney you’re here.”

  Wulfric watched her go up the stairs. Once she reached the top and disappeared from sight, he heard Cydney and Maggie’s voices. A minute later, his mate came downstairs. Seeing her again sent a rush of longing through him. She was dressed in a pair of jeans that left nothing to the imagination. They were tight all the way down to her slim ankles. Finding his gaze had lifted and now lingered on her pert, more than a handful breasts, he pulled his wits about him and looked her in the face.

  “Hello, Cydney. Are you ready to go?”

  She nodded. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

  Outside, he walked her to his car. At the passenger door, she ran her hand along the roof. “Nice car, Wulfric. A Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG. I’ve had my eye on one of these babies for a little while now. Once I get back home, I plan to ask my dad to buy me one.”

  From the serious look on her face, Wulfric could tell Cydney was indeed serious.

  If her dad could afford to buy her a car like this, she had to come from money. For a rich girl, she didn’t flaunt it like some.

  He opened the car door and held it open for her. “Well, hop in and I’ll take you for a drive.”

  She smiled. “I’d ask you if I could give her a spin, but I don’t want to test my ability to stay on the left hand side of the street with a car this expensive.”

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sp; He chuckled. “Since I haven’t had this car for very long, I appreciate that.”

  Once Cydney was inside, he shut the door and walked around to the driver’s side and got in. He pushed the engine start button on the dash and the car roared to life.

  “So what would you like to do? Since you’re here on vacation, would you like to go see some of the sights?”

  “Sure, but I have no idea what I want to see. I really haven’t looked into any of the tourist-type spots yet. Maggie and I only arrived in Norwich a couple of days ago.”

  “All right. Since it’s Sunday, I know just the place. Do you feel like doing some wandering?”

  “Sure.”

  “Then I’ll take you to the Bishop’s garden. It’s a four-acre, twelfth-century walled garden. There is plenty of space to walk around and things to see.”

  “That sounds nice as long as it doesn’t start to rain. Some of those clouds look kind of dark.”

  “We should be fine. And if it does, a little rain won’t hurt you.”

  Cydney chuckled. “Spoken like a true Brit. Okay, let’s go see this garden.”

  Once they arrived, Wulfric paid the admission for both of them to get in. He took her hand, linking their fingers together as they strolled through the ornate garden. He made sure to shorten his strides to match hers. Since he had a good foot and three inches on her, her legs weren’t as long as his.

  “So how are you enjoying your visit to Norwich?” Wulfric asked.

  She looked at him. “It’s been good so far. It was nice of Maggie’s parents to invite me along when she came home.”

  “She lives in Canada as well?”

  Cydney nodded. “She and I shared a dorm at Ryerson University in Toronto. We just finished our final year. I’m not sure if Maggie has decided if she wants to go back or not.”

  “What did you study at university?”

  “Interior design.”

  “Really? Maybe I should take you to my place and see what you can do with my bedroom. I’ve been told when it comes to home décor I have absolutely no taste.”

  She smiled. “You know, you don’t have to use my design abilities as an excuse to get me to see your bedroom.”

  Wulfric felt his cock jerk in his pants as she gave him a look that had him thinking of all the wicked things he wanted to do to her.

  He cleared his throat. “Actually, that wasn’t my intent. I really would love your help, but since you put it that way, will you come take a look at my bedroom?”

  “Sure. I’d love to, once we finish here.” Cydney brushed up against his side. “I’m sure I can give you some ideas about your room, and other things.”

  With his strides lengthening to get them there faster, Wulfric guided her to the small woodland walk. It was the perfect place where they could have some privacy, and to get his lips on hers as he was dying to do.

  Once they were deeper into the trees, and after a quick look to make sure no one was around, he tugged Cydney up against his chest as he lowered his head. She met his lips halfway, eagerly opening her mouth for his tongue. Her taste had him wrapping his arms around her and lifting her off her feet. Her legs came up and wrapped around his waist, the crotch of her jeans landing perfectly over the front of his. Wulfric bit back a growl of approval.

  Cydney’s fingers sank into his hair at his nape as she ground herself against him.

  His cock went rock hard. He angled his mouth for a tighter fit, his tongue twining with hers, tasting and stroking. Arousal pounded through him, making him forget exactly where they were. Thoughts of putting her against the nearest tree, ripping her jeans off and sinking his aching cock into her pussy over and over again played through his head.

  The first splash of rain hitting his cheek broke through the sexual haze that had descended over him. Wulfric pulled his mouth off Cydney’s and looked up at the sky.

  Through the tops of the trees, darker clouds had gathered. More drops followed, increasing in number.

  “So much for wandering through the garden,” Cydney said. “I’m getting wet.”

  In more ways than one, he thought. Wulfric could still smell the scent of her arousal in the air around them. He let her slide down his body until her feet touched the ground. “Let’s go before it gets worse.”

  Taking her hand once more, he ran with Cydney through the woodland walk, not stopping until they reached his car. By the time they were inside, both of them were more than a little soaked. He looked over at her to see her hair was wet and dripping onto her t-shirt, which he couldn’t help but notice had become a trifle see through, giving him a glimpse of the lacy bra she had on underneath.

  Wulfric tore his gaze away from that tempting sight and started the car. For once, he welcomed the rain. It just meant he’d have Cydney in his bedroom that much sooner.

  Chapter Four

  Cydney’s body still thrummed with arousal as she alternated her gaze from the scenery outside the car’s window and Wulfric. Each time he kissed her, it was better than the last. His mouth moving over hers while the hard bulge in his jeans pressed against her pussy had had her not caring they were outside in a place where anyone could have seen them. If not for the rain interrupting them, she was sure she would have let Wulfric do whatever he wanted to her right then and there.

  After a while, she noticed the area Wulfric drove through was decidedly on the ritzy side. The houses were a lot bigger than the ones where Maggie lived. On one road, Wulfric turned onto a long, graveled drive that led to a large manor house. Given the professionally landscaped lawns and gardens, it seemed Wulfric’s supposedly bad design taste didn’t run to the outside of his home.

  As he drove to the large, detached garage, Cydney looked at Wulfric. “I thought my dad’s place in Toronto was huge, but yours puts his to shame. Don’t you get lost living in there by yourself?”

  He turned off the car and removed his seatbelt. “I guess now would be a good time to tell you I don’t live by myself.”

  “You have roommates?”

  “Not exactly. They’re more like family members.”

  They got out of the car and Cydney walked around to stand at Wulfric’s side.

  They then ran to the front door to stand on the sheltered step. “Just how many people are you talking about here?”

  “In total, nine. The youngest is only a month old, and number ten will be along in seven months.”

  Cydney blinked in shock. She couldn’t imagine living in a house with that many people residing in it, no matter how large it was. “You all must get along really well, or you would have started to kill each other by now.”

  Wulfric chuckled. “We do, except Dolf and I tend to come to blows from time to time, but it never is very serious. That’s just how we deal with each other. I consider him the closest friend I have.”

  She eyed him. “Okay. That must be a guy thing. I could never see myself hauling back and bitch slapping Maggie.”

  “Come on in. I’ll introduce you to whoever is home, then you can take a look at my bedroom.”

  The mention of his room sent a shiver of desire through her. The more time she spent with Wulfric the more she liked him. And the more she wanted him. Before she left here today she intended to have sex with him at least once. Hopefully a lot more than one time.

  Wulfric ushered her through the front door and Cydney caught her breath at the stated elegance of the large open-concept foyer. The floors were a blonde hardwood, and matched the oak of the curving staircase to the upstairs. A large crystal chandelier hung from the high ceiling.

  She turned to look at Wulfric. “Are you sure you need my help? Just seeing this much of your house, I would say it doesn’t need any fixing, design wise.”

  He grinned. “We hired a decorator to do the main rooms of the manor. Our bedrooms, we basically did ourselves. You’ll see what I mean. But first, the introductions. I can hear at least three members of my family are here.”

  Cydney strained her ears, trying to hear what
Wulfric must have, but she couldn’t make out a sound. Taking his word for it, she walked by his side as he guided her with his hand on the small of her back toward the back of the house. It wasn’t until they were closer to an unopened door at the end did she hear voices coming through it.

  Wulfric opened the door, letting her go through first. There were two women and a man just as large as Wulfric, standing by a counter close to the stove. One of the women held a small baby in her arms.

  He guided her closer to the small group before he made the introductions.

  “Cydney, this is Dolf, Lexi and Nika. And the baby in Lexi’s arms is her daughter, Petra.”

  She said ‘hi’ to each one as they were introduced.

  Wulfric looked at Lexi. “Where are the others?”

  “Brand is off doing whatever it is he does when he goes out. Raed, Algar and Garrick, we sent out to do some grocery shopping. Kamryn went along to make sure they got everything we needed instead of buying whatever catches their eye.” Lexi turned to her. “I have to say I’m really happy to meet you, Cydney. And from the accent you sound either American or Canadian.”

  Cydney nodded. “Thanks. I’m Canadian. From Toronto, Ontario to be exact.

  Wulfric just finished telling me how he lives with a large, extended family.”

  Nika smiled. “And it keeps increasing.” She placed her hand on her flat stomach.

  “I’ll be having a rug rat of my own soon. By the way, Lexi and I are American. She’s originally from Florida and I’m from California. Kamyrn is Canadian, from Niagara Falls.”

  “I’ve been there many times to see the falls,” Cydney said.

  Lexi shifted her baby up against her shoulder and patted her back when Petra squirmed in her arms. “I’m sure you’ll meet the others at some point today if you’re here long enough,” she said. “I’m married to Raed, and Nika is Garrick’s wife. Kamryn is married to Algar.”

  The baby let out a small cry, causing Dolf and Wulfric to react by taking a step closer to her mother.