Chapter 10- Don't Care for Us

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"I will not lie to you Kiero, I am very impressed you are resisting me so much. It makes me wonder if you really are a man at all," Emerald doesn't look back just keeps tugging me through the halls of the rebellions headquarters. I hold my breathe trying to hold in all of my words till I meet their leader Wilnah.

"Would you like proof?" My voice changes for a moment becoming deeper resonating in my throat so it carries an almost growl like sound through its under tone. My body moves against my will for a second as I feel my own hands fumbling with the zipper to my jeans as if I was going to pull out the thing that decides the gender for all races. Emerald looks back puzzled at the change in voice and the sound of my zipper dropping a few notches.

Lunar! What are you doing? Panic begins to build as I fight the wolf for control of my hands as not to do something so unprofessional and utterly inappropriate for the situation I was in. The creatures soul glows with laughter and seems to nudge my own soul forward taking a back seat to the show he just set up.

I'm making you more believable as a male, you are one aren't you? He grins at me from my mind and nods to Emerald's blushing face filled with surprise. I gulp and pull my zipper all the way back up, stopping its descent half way. She looks at my hands and my groin where my hands are resting and then up to my face. I return my hands down trying to pull them apart so I could bow properly but the cuffs she put on when the doors had closed onto my freedom pinned them to the middle of my thighs. A look of shame and nervous guilt floods my face and I bow deeply and speak cutting her off before she can say a word.

"I am truly sorry for the crude comment and attempted action I do not know what overcame me, I guess your spell still has traces inside my mind for that surely could be the only thing to drive me to do something so... Random." I chose my words carefully knowing that her spell isn't in my head at all but I couldn't admit to what was still there.

She grins and slides in, fitting her body snugly into my chest and her plump soft lips are inches from the bottom of my jawline. The more I try to look away the more I'm drawn in and look at her. Sniffing the air her perfume smells like sweet juicy apples, the smell is so intoxicating that I take a glance down at her to see her sweet lips that seem so red and luscious that they could be the source of that apple smell. Was it just my imagination or did I catch a slight glimpse of her biting her lip looking up at me.

"Oh, really Kiero well don't feel to bad your fairly distracting yourself!" She giggles her tone and body posture giving her a dominant feel to her as if she was going to lay me on my back and take my breathe away. Thinking to my self I realized that's exactly what she was supposed to do if Wilnah got her way and I ended up as lifeless as the corpses of the original Siren's victims.

Shifting my body so that she can't cuddle into me, I look around as we had stopped walking which could have been for the simple reason she thought that she could crack me or we were outside of the room which Wilnah was. Why are you worried Kiero? Nothing can break your skin other then Karri gold and fangs or nails of the Alpha of a species. Lunar's question rang in my head as he gave his opinion on yet another moment which I did not ask for it. He did have a point tho, if they were going to kill me they would need Karri gold to do so. Before I was able to search for the metal mentally through the building Emerald figured she couldn't get my attention and pouted pulling me along again.

"Your no fun Kiero, all this little girl wants is a little fun, that so wrong?" She tosses her hair back and glances over her shoulder winking at me giggling at me slightly letting my mind decide what a "little fun" could possibly mean tho from her body's position it seemed to be an invitation for me delve into actions that are preformed in the shadows of the bed.

"Your version of fun does seem wrong. If it's not preformed between two people who are held together by strong emotional connection such as, marriage or claiming some one as your mate, which is commonly found in the wild." Her face seemed puzzled by the idea of saving such a sacred act for a specific person and only for them. She looked away her face scrunching up as I could almost hear her thoughts fight on each other on what could be the best way to go through life. Our pace picked up giving the silent confirmation that the conversation was over and would not be reopened.

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