“No, say your piece,” I said, sitting on the jagged stone and liking the bite of it, the pain. I kept my gaze averted.
“How can you sit on this stuff?” she asked.
“Pain is nothing new to me,” I muttered.
“Ah, yeah… okay.” She crouched down — I could just make her out in my periphery — but didn’t sit. “It’s nothing new to me either, but I still don’t invite it.”
I huffed a mirthless laugh at that.
“Maybe I’m a masochist.”
“Oh, there’s no question about that,” she replied. “One look at this cave and I’d figured that much out.”
I barked another laugh.
She sighed. “So… yeah. Turns out… I have complicated feelings for you, and that’s hindering my ability to remove the binding.”
“No shit,” I mumbled.
“Yeah, well, I just figured that out.” Her tone changed, more questioning. “Wait… do you have complicated feelings too?”
I didn’t want to admit it, couldn’t say the words. So, I flipped her awhat do you thinklook before remembering why I wasn’t looking at her and turned away again. Fuck she was sexy. She’d sweated a little from our exertions earlier, which made her blouse stick to her in all the right ways. And given that was all she was wearing, there was very little left to my imagination.
“Right… so we’re both complicated and have feelings. It’s like we’re only human or something.”
“Only titan,” I corrected her.
She laughed. “Right, and I’m only half elf, half nymph, but that’s a bit of a mouthful.”
Her mention ofa mouthfulmade me think of biting her and her reaction. My cock twitched again. Bones! She’d tasted so damned good. I wanted to press my lips to her in a very different way… but I quashed those feelings.
“Anyway,” she drawled, continuing. “So yeah. I am a bit scared of you, but also a little turned on and I also seem to want to hit you all the time. That’s a new combination for me and I need to figure that out before I can remove the binding.”
I nodded. “What do you need from me?”
“It would be easier not to be scared of you or want to hit you, if you weren’t so big of a dick sometimes.” She gave the sexiest little groan.
Her own words were making her think of my big dick… or so I guessed.
“Sorry, my dick only comes in one size, extra-large,” I joked.
“Don’t I know it,” she mumbled. “Can we stop talking about dicks?”
“You brought it up.”
“I’m pretty sure youbrought it upfirst.” She gave another sexy groan. “Fuck! Why do I keep saying these things!”
I couldn’t help the genuine laugh which escaped me. A smile broke over my lips.
No! Don’t let her get to you.
She gave her own laughing sigh. “Where were we? Oh, right, complicated feelings and you’re a… man who makes me want to hit you.” Another sigh. “Look, I’m gonna take a wild stab in the dark and say someone close to you hurt you and you don’t trust anyone anymore. You don’t have to admit it, but if that’s the case, what will it take for you to trust me? Maybe then, you won’t want to fight me all the time and we can sort this out.”
She’d hit the nail right on the head, but it only made me clam up. All I’d admit was, “I don’t trust easily, you’re right about that.”
“But my friends helped you get your sister back, doesn’t that count for something?”
“It does, it’s why I’m talking to you at all.”
