Uncertainty taints his handsome features, causing my heart to ache.
This beautiful, psychotic male thinks I don’t want his knot?
He thinks I’mscaredof him?
Intimidated, maybe.
But scared? No. “No, I’m not scared of you,” I say out loud. “Though, you are…” I trail off, considering how to phrase what I’m feeling. “You’re very direct. Which is actually why I believe you when you say you won’t hurt me.”
Because he’s been upfront about how he feels.
Even if he’s a bit off-kilter.
Or a lot off-kilter.
“You can’t love me, though. We barely know each other. And your proposal wasn’t real.”
His gaze narrows. “I do love you, and my proposal was very real. But I’ll do it right next time. Get a ring and everything.”
“You can’t love?—”
“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do, little bee. Well, unless it pertains to your limits.Thatyou’re allowed to dictate. But my capacity for love is my own to manage. And we’ve been stalking you for years. So trust me, I know you more than well enough to be in love.” He leans down and kisses me on the cheek. “Now, what would you like for breakfast?”
I blink at him, struggling to process everything he just said.
What does he mean by “limits”?I wonder.
“Please saycock,” he murmurs, making me blink again.
“What?” That’s obviously my favorite word of the day.
“For breakfast—I’m asking if you would like my seed. I’ll happily feed it to you.” His hazel eyes glitter as they widen with excitement. “Oh. I can be your first blow job.” He cants his head. “Unless you’ve sucked cock before?” His gaze goes to my mouth. “I’m guessing you have.”
Murderous rage colors his expression in the next moment, making me wince.
“Give me names, little bee. I’ll chop their dicks off and?—”
“Noah,” Johan interjects, cutting him off before he can tell me what he plans to do with these figment dicks.
Because no, I haven’t done that with a man yet.
I’ve had sex.
But… but it’s been pretty superficial stuff. Mostly to experiment and take the edge off. No oral.
Until last night, anyway.
“Let’s give Lark a minute to finish waking up before we dive into personal questions, yeah?” Johan continues.
“So you’re suggesting these previous experiences mean something to her? That they’repersonal?” Noah sounds furious. “I’m doing more than cutting off?—”
“No,” I force out. “No. There’s no need for that. I… I haven’t… I mean…No.” I shake my head. Because this is insanity. “You can’t just chop off dicks for me, Noah.”
He gives me an affronted look. “I assure you that I can and will, little bee. Feel free to give me a name so I can prove it.”
“I would give you Gideon Henderson’s name, but that’s already done.”
“You gave Gideon Henderson a blow job?” he demands. “Willingly?”
