I cock my head at her. Why the fuck do I find this little demanding creature so delightful when she’s bossing me around? “You know, this ismysimulator,” I start, leaning forward ever so slightly. “And using someone else’s simulator is not really the done thing.”
She lifts a brow at me and hooks a finger over her shoulder. “Just show me how it works and I’ll go use your brother’s back in our rooms.”
The growl that erupts from my chest is low and more menacing than I’d intended it to be, but I reach forward and hold her dainty little human jaw in my hand, forcing her head to tip back so she is looking at me, and only me. “You will not.”
I’d be surprised if my brother’s simulator even works. Az’s pro-athlete status as well as being a prince means he has females practically throwing their permissions at him wherever he goes. He’s had to upgrade his simulator twice in the past five years and even though everyone jokes that it’s from overuse, there’s definitely some truth to that. This ship hasn’t had any such upgrades, so I assume he’s been going without on this trip. Which is… surprising.
But that’s beside the point.
The pointis that the thought of my Niska using another male’sanythingmakes me want to break things.
“I will have your own simulator commissioned when we arrive home. For now,” I say, reaching into my pocket for two new neuro-patches, “you may use mine.”
Niska holds her breath as she stares up at me while I carefully attach the patches to her temples, watching as the tiny blue lights come to life. “Now, with your mind, think the command ‘access my acquired permissions’. There will be only one;mine.” And I would like for it to stay that way.
Instead of following my instruction, Niska steps away from me and asks, “how many permissions have you‘acquired’?”
“More than one,” I shrug. Is she jealous? My lips almost twist into a smirk at the thought before I’m reminded that she’s not Xaviann. She’s human. Suddenly, my mood plummets. “How many males have you…” I can hardly fucking say it, my voice hoarse when I finally do push the words out, “…let touch you.”
Her gaze holds mine and it’s like she knows exactly what she’s doing when she echoes my own damn words back at me. “More than one.”
More than one.
My fists clench of their own volition, and in an effort to calm the fuck down, I clear my throat and tell her, “access my permission with your thoughts, Niska.” I can’t allow myself to dwell on the fact that other males have not only touched her, but they have pleasured her, and been allowed to mount that gorgeous body of hers. I try to quell the hot, angry feeling for now. Maybe I’ll find something to break later.
There’s a few seconds where I wonder if she is defying me because nothing happens, but then, in front of us, an exact holographic replica of me appears in the white room. I’ve neverseen one of myself - it certainly is an odd experience, but I’m more concerned with what Niska thinks of it.
I hear her suck in a breath as she takes a half-step back. My hologram flickers a little in front of us. “Try to hold onto that image of me in your mind,” I tell her. “It gets easier once you are used to it.”
“I don’t really know if I want to get used to it,” she comments out loud, as she starts to move tentatively, slowly walking in a circle around the second Kiahn in front of her. She has conjured an image of myself that is exactly as I am now, without a shirt and with my pants still hurriedly pulled up to my hips. My holographic clone turns his head to smirk at Niska as she comes back in front of him. “He moved,” she breathes, seemingly in awe at this very small gesture.
“He moved because your mind must have requested that he acknowledge you somehow.”
My hologram suddenly disappears. “Where’d he go?” Niska looks at me, her expression almost laced with accusation, like I was the one to banish the other me.
“Concentrate on wanting me,” I tell her.
AndGoddess above, I know how that sounds. And, I know how I want her to take it.
Concentrate on wanting me, my pretty little Niska.
Her gaze drops to my mouth as her lips part. For a second or two, it’s just me, her, and that rising heat that seems to appear whenever she looks at me this way.
Then, my clone flickers into existence once again.
And this time, he’s naked.
And fully erect.
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Chapter 21 - Niska
“Oh, my God!” I squeal, throwing my hands up to cover my cheeks. My skin feels burning hot with embarrassment, but I can’t look away from…that. I’d kind of felt it beneath me last night, but Kiahn had mostly been keeping that monster concealed under the water in the lagoon.
Kiahn - thereal, Kiahn, the one still wearing pants - chuckles.
“What’s so funny?!Whyis he naked?!”
