pleasing.”
The way he said pleasing sent a wave of hot fervent desire to my core. Every instinct inside of me wanted to take full advantage of those benefits, but the rational side of my brain was angry and screaming curse words at the hormonal side of me.
“I’m not going to have sex with you.” I’d meant the words to come out strong and determined, but instead they were filled with heat and longing.
A twisted smile played on his full, sensual lips. “I wasn’t speaking of sex, Ms. Davenport.”
My skin flushed red as I realized that he’d meant something different.
“I just—”
“My bed is more than full.”
Thanks for letting me know. Irrational jealousy tore through me and I was furious. “What happens when you get the hourglass and I’ve got the Relic?”
“Then our arrangement is complete.”
“So then you’ll just throw me out?”
“I’m sure by that time other arrangements will have been made. For now, consider yourself my guest.”
“And this being elhun ? What about that?”
“As I’ve said before, I will remedy that problem.”
I felt like an arrow had pierced through my heart and into my soul. He would remedy it. That was supposed to be a good thing, for both of us, and yet hearing him say it caused a deep ache inside of me. Every part of me screamed in horror at the idea of ending our connection, while my mind tried to understand how I could be so attached to someone who was a complete stranger.
“What were you doing in the club the night I was there?”
“My motivations are not pertinent.”
“I think I have the right to know.”
“You have no comprehension of your circumstances.”
“So then, why don’t you enlighten me?” I said.
His index finger tapped methodically against his glass as watched me. “Everything in good time.”
“Sounds like I’m more of a prisoner than a guest.”
“I don’t take prisoners, Ms. Davenport. They’re a waste of my time.”
I tried to think of anything I could to hang over his head. “I doubt the Council would appreciate the way you’re treating me.”
His face was suddenly very dark. “The Council is only concerned with their continued reign over the realm. They only need you alive and doing as they say. Your comfort, your happiness, is irrelevant to them.”
Doubt crept through my mind. Was that true? God, I hoped not.
“You know what? I’m done talking to you. I want to go. Now.” I stood up from my chair. “So send me to the dungeon or wherever the hell you plan on keeping me. But send me now.” At this point, I’d take anywhere except being near him. I had too many conflicting emotions, especially when he was around.
Laughter rumbled through his chest. “You are in no position to be making demands.”
“And you are an asshole.”
He looked mildly entertained by my outburst, the corners of his mouth lifted into a wicked smile, but something in his eyes held a new respect. His gaze shifted from my eyes to my lips, leisurely traveling up and down my body. He rested briefly on the rise and fall of my breasts as my breath quickened.
Out of nowhere, the image of his half-naked body standing in front of the fire flashed in my mind, and my mouth watered. Seeing him again like that did strange things to me. Things I was afraid to admit out loud. I shook my head. The man was dangerous, an evil monster who enjoyed toying with people. He desired nothing more than to use me.
He rose from his chair. “As entertaining as this all has been, I have other plans for the rest of the evening.” He nudged his head toward the door, dismissing me like a child. My blood boiled as an irrational bout of anger flowed through me. If I had thought about my self-preservation, I probably would have kept my mouth closed, but the crazy woman deep inside of me never knew when to shut up.
“Dorian was right. You are nothing but a selfish, heartless bastard.”
He raised his glass and took a sip, never taking his focus off of me.
The way he said pleasing sent a wave of hot fervent desire to my core. Every instinct inside of me wanted to take full advantage of those benefits, but the rational side of my brain was angry and screaming curse words at the hormonal side of me.
“I’m not going to have sex with you.” I’d meant the words to come out strong and determined, but instead they were filled with heat and longing.
A twisted smile played on his full, sensual lips. “I wasn’t speaking of sex, Ms. Davenport.”
My skin flushed red as I realized that he’d meant something different.
“I just—”
“My bed is more than full.”
Thanks for letting me know. Irrational jealousy tore through me and I was furious. “What happens when you get the hourglass and I’ve got the Relic?”
“Then our arrangement is complete.”
“So then you’ll just throw me out?”
“I’m sure by that time other arrangements will have been made. For now, consider yourself my guest.”
“And this being elhun ? What about that?”
“As I’ve said before, I will remedy that problem.”
I felt like an arrow had pierced through my heart and into my soul. He would remedy it. That was supposed to be a good thing, for both of us, and yet hearing him say it caused a deep ache inside of me. Every part of me screamed in horror at the idea of ending our connection, while my mind tried to understand how I could be so attached to someone who was a complete stranger.
“What were you doing in the club the night I was there?”
“My motivations are not pertinent.”
“I think I have the right to know.”
“You have no comprehension of your circumstances.”
“So then, why don’t you enlighten me?” I said.
His index finger tapped methodically against his glass as watched me. “Everything in good time.”
“Sounds like I’m more of a prisoner than a guest.”
“I don’t take prisoners, Ms. Davenport. They’re a waste of my time.”
I tried to think of anything I could to hang over his head. “I doubt the Council would appreciate the way you’re treating me.”
His face was suddenly very dark. “The Council is only concerned with their continued reign over the realm. They only need you alive and doing as they say. Your comfort, your happiness, is irrelevant to them.”
Doubt crept through my mind. Was that true? God, I hoped not.
“You know what? I’m done talking to you. I want to go. Now.” I stood up from my chair. “So send me to the dungeon or wherever the hell you plan on keeping me. But send me now.” At this point, I’d take anywhere except being near him. I had too many conflicting emotions, especially when he was around.
Laughter rumbled through his chest. “You are in no position to be making demands.”
“And you are an asshole.”
He looked mildly entertained by my outburst, the corners of his mouth lifted into a wicked smile, but something in his eyes held a new respect. His gaze shifted from my eyes to my lips, leisurely traveling up and down my body. He rested briefly on the rise and fall of my breasts as my breath quickened.
Out of nowhere, the image of his half-naked body standing in front of the fire flashed in my mind, and my mouth watered. Seeing him again like that did strange things to me. Things I was afraid to admit out loud. I shook my head. The man was dangerous, an evil monster who enjoyed toying with people. He desired nothing more than to use me.
He rose from his chair. “As entertaining as this all has been, I have other plans for the rest of the evening.” He nudged his head toward the door, dismissing me like a child. My blood boiled as an irrational bout of anger flowed through me. If I had thought about my self-preservation, I probably would have kept my mouth closed, but the crazy woman deep inside of me never knew when to shut up.
“Dorian was right. You are nothing but a selfish, heartless bastard.”
He raised his glass and took a sip, never taking his focus off of me.
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