Chapter 44

It was still on my mind when they put me to bed that night. I curled up on my side between Master Damien and Master Evan. There would be mistakes, I soothed myself, but they wanted me to notice them, so I should continue.

I started when I felt Master Damien wrap around my back. He pulled me flush to his chest and was breathing into my ear. When he spoke his breath tickled.

“My brothers know I prefer my left arm to hold my sword,” he whispered into my ear. “No one else has ever seen that.”

“Yes, Master Damien, I apologize,” I said softly.

It wasn’t really the appropriate response, but I wasn’t sure what was.

He was silent behind me for a short while, but he didn’t release me.

The arm across my middle shifted and he started to lightly pluck at my nipples. I bit back the moan in my throat as he fondled my chest.

“I find,” he said low into my ear, “my left hand to be more accurate for detailed work…like this. Other men have no such preference. M