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mythical vampires on Earth? Do you live forever?”
He chuckles as he shakes his head. “No, we don’t live forever. Unlike your mythical vampires, we only live to around five hundred years old.”
I quickly do the math. “You’re young for a zaphinian.”
“Yes, there is a chance I’ll live for many more years.”
He’s going to outlive me by a few lifetimes. A pang pierces my heart. “One day you will totally forget me.”
His gold and purple eyes turn serious and he growls softly. “I’ll never forget you, Kinsey Lea Walker.”
I give him a small smile even though I doubt his words. “I hope not.”
The purrdot flowers in the planter next to the couch lean a little closer toward me. I reach out and let them get their fill.
He glances toward the glass wall and then back at me. “The jungle is dangerous. You are never to go into it without me. Do you understand?”
I don’t like his rough tone but I nod.
“No, say the words, seema,” he orders.
I crinkle my nose. “I understand, Din Tairin.”
I also understand that he’s used to commanding people around. I’ll just have to get used to him. Things happen in life and you have to deal with them.
I flash back to being taken and sold. Fear shoots through me. My heart races. Yes, things change. I look into his pretty eyes. Things could be a lot worse.
He shifts me so that I’m straddling his lap. When his soft lips brush across mine and then his tongue parts my lips, I moan and sink into him.
Yes, things could be a lot worse. I need to enjoy him while I can.
CHAPTER
8
~ Kinsey Lea ~
♥
“Yes, I figured you out.” I shake my finger at the washer. “You gave me trouble yesterday, but today you are mine.”
Excitement races through my veins. I’m starting to get the hang of things and it feels good. Real good.
Speaking of real good. Din Tairin has been awesome. He’s so patient. But he’s also busy. The past flashes before my eyes. A shiver snakes down my spine. I know better than to become too much of a burden.
Movement catches my eye. I look through the laundry room door. It leads into the kitchen. My hearts picks up its pace when I see my alien.
Adrenaline from figuring out the strange washer is still coursing through me. I rush toward him and wrap my arms around his lean waist.
Loving his scent, I bury my face in his chest and inhale deeply.
My stomach does a little flip. Something is wrong.
I take another breath and process his new scent. Something is definitely wrong.
Slowly, I look up. He’s smiling down at me. He looks like Din Tairin, but his eyes are only filled with humor—no sexual hunger.
My alien’s eyes always devour me. They make me long for him to take me. Use me.
I don’t see that in his eyes now. Either I’m losing my sexual appeal or something is terribly wrong. I take another whiff of him and then drop my arms from around his strong waist.
As I take a step back, my shoulder is touched. I almost jump out of my skin. “Flipping fuck.”
A tsking sound comes from behind me. My stomach sours as I remember that my alien has a twin. I slowly turn around and see Din Tairin. His gaze devours me. I just hugged the wrong brother. Backflipping fuck.
“I see you still have your seema and that she is accepting her place well,” Din Zairin says.
His words are like a spear piercing my heart. They hurt but they also remind me of my place. I’m nothing but a servant to them. One who will someday be forgotten. The excitement from early sours and turns into heartache. I was a fool for believing I could ever be more than a servant. When am I going to learn?
Tsking comes from my warrior. “Yes, I still have her. Thanks for the show of support.” Din Tairin’s gaze runs over me and then returns to his twin’s. “She is doing well. I enjoy having her around.”
Hope dances
He chuckles as he shakes his head. “No, we don’t live forever. Unlike your mythical vampires, we only live to around five hundred years old.”
I quickly do the math. “You’re young for a zaphinian.”
“Yes, there is a chance I’ll live for many more years.”
He’s going to outlive me by a few lifetimes. A pang pierces my heart. “One day you will totally forget me.”
His gold and purple eyes turn serious and he growls softly. “I’ll never forget you, Kinsey Lea Walker.”
I give him a small smile even though I doubt his words. “I hope not.”
The purrdot flowers in the planter next to the couch lean a little closer toward me. I reach out and let them get their fill.
He glances toward the glass wall and then back at me. “The jungle is dangerous. You are never to go into it without me. Do you understand?”
I don’t like his rough tone but I nod.
“No, say the words, seema,” he orders.
I crinkle my nose. “I understand, Din Tairin.”
I also understand that he’s used to commanding people around. I’ll just have to get used to him. Things happen in life and you have to deal with them.
I flash back to being taken and sold. Fear shoots through me. My heart races. Yes, things change. I look into his pretty eyes. Things could be a lot worse.
He shifts me so that I’m straddling his lap. When his soft lips brush across mine and then his tongue parts my lips, I moan and sink into him.
Yes, things could be a lot worse. I need to enjoy him while I can.
CHAPTER
8
~ Kinsey Lea ~
♥
“Yes, I figured you out.” I shake my finger at the washer. “You gave me trouble yesterday, but today you are mine.”
Excitement races through my veins. I’m starting to get the hang of things and it feels good. Real good.
Speaking of real good. Din Tairin has been awesome. He’s so patient. But he’s also busy. The past flashes before my eyes. A shiver snakes down my spine. I know better than to become too much of a burden.
Movement catches my eye. I look through the laundry room door. It leads into the kitchen. My hearts picks up its pace when I see my alien.
Adrenaline from figuring out the strange washer is still coursing through me. I rush toward him and wrap my arms around his lean waist.
Loving his scent, I bury my face in his chest and inhale deeply.
My stomach does a little flip. Something is wrong.
I take another breath and process his new scent. Something is definitely wrong.
Slowly, I look up. He’s smiling down at me. He looks like Din Tairin, but his eyes are only filled with humor—no sexual hunger.
My alien’s eyes always devour me. They make me long for him to take me. Use me.
I don’t see that in his eyes now. Either I’m losing my sexual appeal or something is terribly wrong. I take another whiff of him and then drop my arms from around his strong waist.
As I take a step back, my shoulder is touched. I almost jump out of my skin. “Flipping fuck.”
A tsking sound comes from behind me. My stomach sours as I remember that my alien has a twin. I slowly turn around and see Din Tairin. His gaze devours me. I just hugged the wrong brother. Backflipping fuck.
“I see you still have your seema and that she is accepting her place well,” Din Zairin says.
His words are like a spear piercing my heart. They hurt but they also remind me of my place. I’m nothing but a servant to them. One who will someday be forgotten. The excitement from early sours and turns into heartache. I was a fool for believing I could ever be more than a servant. When am I going to learn?
Tsking comes from my warrior. “Yes, I still have her. Thanks for the show of support.” Din Tairin’s gaze runs over me and then returns to his twin’s. “She is doing well. I enjoy having her around.”
Hope dances
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