Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
But he couldn’t help the memory of what he’d done with her, what he’d done to her, just days before. Tasting, touching, and getting her off had been the single most intense experience of his life. Making her come, tasting her flavor slide down his throat made him frenzied for her. Even now he was getting hard just thinking about her, and remembering the taste of her.
“I can smell your desire for the human. You need to rein it in before others sense it,” Stellan said.
Tolcan waved off the advice from his second in command, even if the other male was right. He needed to calm himself, but if someone smelled the arousal he had, and figured it was because of his human female, and what he was about to do was because of that as well, things would not end well. “I need to offer a deal to Redon,” Tolcan said. He was doing this for his woman, for Greta, and this was going against everything that he was brought up to believe.
“Look at me,” Stellan said.
Tolcan looked at the other male. He trusted the Rogue, trusted him with his life, with the knowledge that he wanted to have Greta as his mate, even if Tolcan hadn’t told him specifically that. Stellan could sense it, Tolcan knew, because the truth was Tolcan was being sloppy with his desire, wasn’t shielding his feelings for the female like he should.
He pushed his arousal down, his desires and needs for the woman that had changed something monumental in him and she’d never realized it, and moved toward Redon. When he was a few feet away Jayce looked up, his eyes widening slightly when he clearly recognized him, and then he narrowed them. He lunged toward Tolcan, and Tolcan lifted his brow in surprise, and also appreciation. This male was coming after him because of what Tolcan had done, of who he had taken.
“You motherfucker,” Jayce said in English, and although Tolcan knew a translator had been implanted in the human, the male was speaking his native tongue. “You took her. You took my Greta.”
That had his amusement fading, a growl leaving Tolcan, and had him moving closer. He growled low again, but bit his tongue, knowing he would do no good by correcting the human on the fact that Greta wasn’t his. Greta was Tolcan’s, would always be Tolcan’s, and this human, or any other male, wouldn’t change that.
Redon turned, scanned Tolcan, than saluted him as was customary for any Rogue to do in front of an Enforcer. He tugged on the Hulla cord around Jayce’s neck, causing the human to jerk back. But the murderous rage was still in Jayce’s face, still burning brightly in his eyes, and there was a part of Tolcan that had to admire the fact that this human was not showing any fear.
“Enforcer, is this slave bothering you?” Redon said. “I can have him punished back at my estate.”
“Not necessary,” Tolcan said, and turned his focus off of Jayce and to Redon. He made sure to keep everything stable so the Rogue didn’t pick up on the fact that he knew Jayce, aside from capturing him. “Although I am interested in purchasing this male, if you’d be willing to sell him.” Tolcan had never even owned a slave before, let alone had a mate, but thinking about Greta, wanting her happy … happy with him, made him want to do things out of character.
Redon stared at Tolcan then looked at Jayce. “I just recently acquired this slave and paid a handsome price for him, too. I would like to keep him around my estate as he is one of the stronger males I have.”
Tolcan suspected Redon wouldn’t be willing to sell the human, but the first step was asking to buy. The next would be challenging a Dukka, but judging by the male’s stature, the fact that he was overweight, had no military training, and Tolcan would have no trouble defeating a Rogue male such as Redon, it was clear it would be an easy fight.
“So, you are not willing to sell the male to me?” Tolcan asked again, stared at Redon, hoping that he was seeing that he was serious about this, but already sensing the male wouldn’t budge.
“As I’ve said, Enforcer, I’ve just newly acquired him, and would like to use him for labor.” Redon pulled his cord, having Jayce jerked away from Tolcan. He stared at the human, watched the rage cover the male’s face, and couldn’t help but feel that pride again. This male was physically weaker, easily someone Tolcan or any Rogue could defeat, but he didn’t care.
He was willing to fight for what he wanted, and that was Greta. That latter thought had his nails curving slightly into claws, the wild, primitive beast in him rising up. Although a Rogue did not physically change completely, they were more volatile in nature, had to be if they were to survive.