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I meet Atlas’ gaze, stopping for a second to look at the way Corvus’ lips curve into a smile. My cheeks redden as he drinks me in, his gaze sliding from my breasts to my waist to my legs.
“Would you like me to open the door for you?” Atlas says, a smile softening his features. “Apologies. I seem to have forgotten my manners.”
Shit. I’ve been so busy getting stared at I literally forgot to open a door. “Nah, I’m all good,” I say. They’re still staring as I slide it open.
This place is much bigger than any of my prior bedrooms, with a large king-sized bed in the middle and posts at the corner. There are flowers inside–real flowers, ivies clinging to the cracks in the wall, and I’m starting to realize that nature equals wealth in this world.
I take a few steps forward, both of them following behind me.
I also notice that the rack of clothes Keon had ready for me is pushed next to what looks like a functional, black armoire, and the backpack I brought is placed on the bed.
And on the chest of drawers sitting at the bottom of the bed, there is a large variety of toys…lovingly unpacked and placed on display, as if I hadn’t wrapped them in fabric for privacy.
“You understand,” Atlas says from behind me, clearly sensing my discomfort. “You might be my fiance, but you’re also a stranger. We had to search your bags.”
“You could’ve at least made your staff pretend they didn’t see all my sex toys.”
What can I say? I get chronic headaches and orgasms help me with them. The toys are discrete and easy to travel with. And I figured that if I went a bit dick crazy, I could always take care of myself and remember what I’m here for. Save my best friend, kill a prince, don’t let Aelyds have sex with me no matter how fucking hot they are.
Technically, I guess I haven’t had sex with anyone. I don’t know if I will. But I shouldn’t have been stupid enough to think that my things wouldn’t be searched.
“I don’t think you should be ashamed,” Atlas says, as if he can read my mind. “I don’t agree with Keon when it comes to a lot of things, but I appreciate a bride who wants to be fucked and bred. I like that you’re not just talking about it. I can see plenty of evidence with my own eyes.”
“So you planned this?”
“I plan everything, Penn,” he says, and the way he says my name sends a shiver through my spine. I’m pretty sure he isn’t using the Gift right now but he might as well be, since his words make my pussy clench and my clit throb. “I don’t have the luxury of being impulsive.”
I turn to face him, tucking a strand of loose hair behind my ear. Corvus stands behind him, dark, tall, imposing. He watches me with a smile on his face, clearly curious to see where this is going to go. The other guard seems completely uninterested in what’s going on. “But surely you can’t account for everything.”
Atlas smiles, his eyes flickering green and golden for a second. “I can’t,” he says. “Because you seem to be full of surprises. I assumed the devices you brought were sex toys, but like I said, Aelyds are largely asexual, and I have no idea how you’d use such devices. So you need to teach me.”
“What?” I ask, fighting not to pay attention to Corvus and look into Atlas’ eyes instead. But the fact that Corvus is watching so intently, that he clearly wants to see this through…it’s making it hard for me to think about anything other than how fucking horny I am.
“It’s my responsibility as head of this family to learn about other species, especially those we might use for crossbreeding,” he says. He takes a step closer to me and tilts his head down, standing so close to me that I can see the ridges of his dark lips, the stubborn silver curl in the middle of his forehead, the wrinkle around his eyes. I know he’s fast, but fuck, he’s so close to me—it’s fucking awful that he’s not going to touch me.
His skin practically shines in the dim light of the room, and for the first time since I’ve been here, I realize that it might be scaly. It’s so subtle–but of course, it makes perfect sense. This is why they’re all golden, bronze and silver. They’re fucking scaled.
I think I might be engaged to a lizardman.
“If I’m to be the one responsible for bringing my species back from the brink of extinction, then I’m going to learn as much as I can in order to do that,” he says. “If I get to enjoy looking at you, scenting you as you come over and over again, that’s just a bonus. I’m here to do my job, Penn. So are you.”
Right. My job. Which is to kill him, not stand there and let him gawk at me as my sex toys sit at the foot of the bed, ready for me to use them in a fucking show. This isn’t normally what seduction looks like, not in my experience.
Then again, I don’t normally fuck alien mafia kings.
“Take your dress off and show me how you use your human tech, Penn,” he growls.
From behind him, Corvus smiles as his eyes flicker with gold.
How many times will an Aelyd tell me to undress before this day is over?
I make my way over to the bed, falling into the rhythm of what I do best: seduction. If anything, this should be the easy part. I glance over my shoulder and look at where Atlas stands with his hands in his pockets, that blue forcefield still flickering over his silver scales.
“Are you sure you don’t want to unzip me?” I ask.
He chuckles. “I’m afraid that, were I to touch you, my shield would hit you with enough voltage to knock you out,” he says.
“You could take it off so we could get better acquainted.”
