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Shock sends tingles through my body.
“How would you know—” I manage to say something, even though my face is getting hotter, and my skin won’t stop reacting to his closeness.
“I learn quickly,” he says, his free hand coming to rest against my cheek. I’m expecting more heat, but he’s surprisingly cold, a stark contrast to my skin. “What I’m learning right now is that you like it when I tell you how often I’m going to fuck you when you’re mine.”
“I-if you keep making these assumptions about you and me, that’s never going to happen!” I sputter, even as his chill touch descends from cheek to neck. He’s caressing me lightly, almost curiously. I expected him to be all grabbing and aggression; I’m almost stunned by how gentle his fingers can be.
“You said you don’t need another husband… whatever that is. Some useless human thing. The translator tells me it should compare to male mate, but I know it isn’t so. Matehood is forever. You’ll have me forever, so why not put me to use?”
His thumb rests in the hollow of my throat. The slow twitch of that digit makes my insides turn molten.
“I can smell your need for me, Kaye. I can serve that purpose, at least. It seems we can’t agree on much, but the scent of you is undeniable. You thirst for your male.”
His other hand skims over my belly, finding the place where my legs part. I choke on a denial, because it feels too good. Why did I think he would grab and shove me? It’s the most delicate pressure as his fingers skate over the seam of my heat. The fabric separating our skin only amplifies the spark of arousal. I melt inside, thirsting as if his words spoke it into existence.
“Tell me to stop,” he whispers.
My body hasn’t awakened like this in years. The time I’ve spent with my attention on other things is making me fumble for a reaction. I’m rusty when it comes to this burning. That’s my sad excuse for how true his words are. The tingling between my legs is surprising me into silence. It had all been shut down like winterized pipes.
“… Or is my little flame getting hot for me?”
I suck in cool air, but it doesn’t do a thing to prevent the fire running under my skin. It’s too much. It’s all too much, and I can’t let him distract me from my anger with this heated conversation.
“Don’t touch me!”
His hands fly off me like I’ve burnt him. He backpedals in an instant.
“How dare you try to seduce me and then act like you’d be doing me a favor?” I snap. “Youforced me to be here.Youwanted to make my decisions for me. Therefore,youare the one who fucked up this matebond before I’d even considered the prospect. Andyoudon’t have any right to my affection, or to even breathe the same air as me without acting nicely first!”
“D-don’t even smell my pussy without permission!” I continue, cringing at my own words as they pour out. “And if you go sniffing around me and you get a boner, then I hope it lasts all night.”
Those black eyes shrink away as he stares at me, shocked.
Fuck, I’ve done it now. I brace myself for some reaction, shouting, anything. He’s a trained killer after all, and his abilities in the world of violence are unmatched. It’s not the first time I’ve disagreed with him, but I’ve reached a boiling point and insulted his manhood. I’m not in a position to be pushing an intimidating man to his limits. After all, he’s the master of my fate right now.
But instead of lashing out, his shoulders drop. Then he laughs. I pale, worried the laughter will be following by some psychotic aggression.
“Alright, little flame. I’ll leave you be. Sleep well.” Defeated, he bends to pick up his boots and walks out with them in hand without bothering to put them on first.
When I climb into bed, the anger fades but the arousal doesn’t. I desperately want to touch myself, if only to take the edge off, but my stubbornness kicks in. Maybe I said some harsh things, but he’s been harsher. I won’t fan the flames of my desire for him by getting off with his face looming in my mind. So instead I squirm around, flipping pillows and wrestling with the covers in the hopes that this heat in my core will slip away somehow. But the words keep repeating themselves…
Never be in doubt that I could make you come until you begged me to stop.
The waves of guilt come back over hurting him even though I don’t want to feel them. I should hate him, but I want to let him in. I have every right to yell at him, but when I do it, I feels like I’m kicking a puppy instead of the eight-foot alien that kidnapped me. I want to forgive him even when he told me to my face he wouldn’t take back his decision to steal me.
I could make you come until you begged me to stop.
One thing about Kalla—He never told me a lie once. He’s not the type to make empty threats.
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
KALLA
As if Ihaven’t ruined my chances with my mate a hundred times over, my lack of self-control is leading me deeper into the pile of ashes I’ve made for myself.
I veer around the bend for the engineering hatch that will lead me to the small deck where I’ve parked my stealthcraft.
“After you rutting promised,” I mutter to myself, raking a hand through my hair.
