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Her cheek curled into a mischievous smile.
I lowered my lips back down and worked her. She tasted so juicy and moist and sweet, I could eat her all day.
Hang the hexadodron cake. I had a new favorite dessert.
7
VICKY
Dyrel took the smoothest line over the hills and forests and trees, and still, I felt sick.
He’d given me an anti-airsickness tablet and it worked. But that still didn’t help with the vertigo. I felt dizzy just sitting there. The knowledge that I was so far above the ground was enough to make me sway in my seat.
I shut my eyes and diverted my thoughts to more pleasant things. My lips worked into a smile.
The first memory that popped in my head was of Dyrel this morning. When he returned from visiting his mom with those delicious cakes in hand and the dark look of jealousy in his eyes…
I chuckled.
His friend, Zyod, was cute, but not my type. He was far too clingy and forceful. I preferred a guy who was quietly confident and relaxed. After our heated argument, we made love. It was very different from the other times.
Before, he hammered me like there was no tomorrow. It was angry and aggressive. But today, it was slow, passionate, and heated. He kissed me and peered into my eyes, sending shivers up and down my spine. A much more emotional experience.
It didn’t matter how the lovemaking happened. It was always awesome.
I loved the smell of him, the press of his heavy body against mine.
Delicious.
Then he came out with his bombshell.
He’d spoken with his mom and told her he would introduce me to her tonight.
Tonight!
“Are you crazy?” I said.
“Not the last time I checked,” he said.
“I still don’t know everything! I need to keep studying! Keep learning!”
“You already know enough. The other days would be nothing but empty practice.”
I stared at him, open-mouthed.
“Empty practice?” I said. “It was only a few hours ago I finally learned how to do the dance!”
“You’re human. You’ve never come in contact with Titans before. If you don’t do the dance perfectly, it doesn’t matter. It would add an air of believability to it.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
“Are you sure you want to risk your inheritance on me not being ready?”
“I told you, you are ready,” he said.
And for the next few hours, he proved it. We performed the dance, and although I stumbled with a few steps, it was good enough. All I had to do was picture those branches in that tree. The movements came to me easily.
Then he asked me questions about Titan history. I answered most of them correctly. Even when I was wrong, I was close.
