about. As Seta’s resistance to him receded, her compassion increased and slid into him. She had not returned pleasure, but she had given him something he had never felt before with a female. For the first time in his already long Siren life, the restless spirit within him found genuine contentment. His reflection was broken by her sigh.
“I suppose I should thank you for protecting me in such a pleasant manner. I read Sirens could pleasure without direct touch, but it is a different matter to receive actual proof.”
Laughing was a disrespectful response to her sweet comment, but he couldn’t prevent it. When she tried to dislodge him, Ji used his greater weight and strength to pin her wrists to the bed. He was unwilling to let her up until he had a chance to explain his amusement.
Seta yanked at her hands, anger growing. She didn’t understand why the demon’s power was nowhere to be found with the aggravating Siren laughing at her. “Why is my gratitude so amusing to you? Has no female ever thanked you before? Maybe you’re not as talented as you think you are.”
“Sssh. . .stop insulting me,” Ji whispered, trying not to get angry at the way she constantly used his species as an insult. “I was amused only at my happy reaction to you. When you thanked me, I realized how jaded I had become. Your tenderness towards me after being pleasured is now something I crave as much as food or drink. Pleasing you could happily become my full-time career.”
“Now you mock me. You see me as nothing more than a weak female to toy with—both mind and body,” Seta hissed, lifting her chin and looking off.
“I would never use you in such a way. Do not accuse me of it again or I will punish you,” Ji whispered fiercely. “I respect you too much to ever hurt you.”
“Get off me. You lie like every other male I’ve known,” Seta declared.
A sharp-toothed bite on her neck had her squealing in genuine alarm, but it was several seconds before Ji let go. “You bit me! I can’t believe you bit me. Was that punishment for what I said?”
“Was that punishment?” His laughter erupted at Seta’s indignant glare. Her outrage stirred him wickedly, so he moved off her while he still could. “No. The love bite was not punishment. I just marked you outwardly as being mine. Wear clothing to make sure Suzerain Trax and Chief Arghane see the mark. Such an obvious bonding symbol will erase any doubts they have about the nature of our relationship.”
Seta’s surprisingly hard punch to his shoulder nearly knocked him off the sleeping platform. Ji rubbed the place she’d hit, pleased he had not called out in surprise or pain. Seta’s growing strength was a bit of a concern to his Siren male ego. But he would never have become a ship’s captain being the kind of male who ran from a challenge.
“Never bite me again, Ji. I belong to no male. To think differently would be a deadly allusion for you to cultivate,” Seta declared, rolling from the bed to her feet.
“Correction—no Ethosian male controls your destiny, nor will they ever while I breathe. But you will eventually accept that you belong to me, Seta. And I belong to you. We have already begun the process of becoming mates. You have my word—our mating is real.”
When her eyes narrowed to slits, his mouth twitched even though he dared not laugh aloud again. Harsh language that sounded like animals quarreling filled the air around his head. This was the second time he had sent Seta into a passionate temper fit. Her anger at him would just further corroborate their stories. All in all—it was a good start to their day.
“When you finish dressing, come to the table. I will serve first meal. It seems only fair since you served me last night,” Ji ordered.
“You know I cannot let you do that.” Seta spat the words in English to be sure he heard and understood.
“As far as I can tell the rooms are not wired with cameras or sound. I checked yesterday. So
“I suppose I should thank you for protecting me in such a pleasant manner. I read Sirens could pleasure without direct touch, but it is a different matter to receive actual proof.”
Laughing was a disrespectful response to her sweet comment, but he couldn’t prevent it. When she tried to dislodge him, Ji used his greater weight and strength to pin her wrists to the bed. He was unwilling to let her up until he had a chance to explain his amusement.
Seta yanked at her hands, anger growing. She didn’t understand why the demon’s power was nowhere to be found with the aggravating Siren laughing at her. “Why is my gratitude so amusing to you? Has no female ever thanked you before? Maybe you’re not as talented as you think you are.”
“Sssh. . .stop insulting me,” Ji whispered, trying not to get angry at the way she constantly used his species as an insult. “I was amused only at my happy reaction to you. When you thanked me, I realized how jaded I had become. Your tenderness towards me after being pleasured is now something I crave as much as food or drink. Pleasing you could happily become my full-time career.”
“Now you mock me. You see me as nothing more than a weak female to toy with—both mind and body,” Seta hissed, lifting her chin and looking off.
“I would never use you in such a way. Do not accuse me of it again or I will punish you,” Ji whispered fiercely. “I respect you too much to ever hurt you.”
“Get off me. You lie like every other male I’ve known,” Seta declared.
A sharp-toothed bite on her neck had her squealing in genuine alarm, but it was several seconds before Ji let go. “You bit me! I can’t believe you bit me. Was that punishment for what I said?”
“Was that punishment?” His laughter erupted at Seta’s indignant glare. Her outrage stirred him wickedly, so he moved off her while he still could. “No. The love bite was not punishment. I just marked you outwardly as being mine. Wear clothing to make sure Suzerain Trax and Chief Arghane see the mark. Such an obvious bonding symbol will erase any doubts they have about the nature of our relationship.”
Seta’s surprisingly hard punch to his shoulder nearly knocked him off the sleeping platform. Ji rubbed the place she’d hit, pleased he had not called out in surprise or pain. Seta’s growing strength was a bit of a concern to his Siren male ego. But he would never have become a ship’s captain being the kind of male who ran from a challenge.
“Never bite me again, Ji. I belong to no male. To think differently would be a deadly allusion for you to cultivate,” Seta declared, rolling from the bed to her feet.
“Correction—no Ethosian male controls your destiny, nor will they ever while I breathe. But you will eventually accept that you belong to me, Seta. And I belong to you. We have already begun the process of becoming mates. You have my word—our mating is real.”
When her eyes narrowed to slits, his mouth twitched even though he dared not laugh aloud again. Harsh language that sounded like animals quarreling filled the air around his head. This was the second time he had sent Seta into a passionate temper fit. Her anger at him would just further corroborate their stories. All in all—it was a good start to their day.
“When you finish dressing, come to the table. I will serve first meal. It seems only fair since you served me last night,” Ji ordered.
“You know I cannot let you do that.” Seta spat the words in English to be sure he heard and understood.
“As far as I can tell the rooms are not wired with cameras or sound. I checked yesterday. So
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