He grinned.“Nothing I’d enjoy more.”
In seconds, he rose over her, positioned his cock and slid deep.He filled her with his male strength and his hard length.When he started moving, it was magical, the bliss more than the previous occasion.It was as if her confession had lightened her spirit and given her permission to relax.
She sought his mouth and kissed him, putting everything she felt into her caress.The passion.The pleasure.The enjoyment of losing herself in a man.
Higher and higher, he drove her, and with a snap of tension, she fell into ecstasy, the pulses shooting through her body sheer indulgence.
Leo must have felt her climax because he stroked into her with three hard thrusts then stilled, his breath coming in harsh gasps.After long moments, he separated their bodies and drew her against his chest.
“That is a much better way to use our time,” he purred in her ear.
“Yes,” she whispered in agreement, but a worrying thought settled in her mind.Why would Leo want to involve himself in her problems?By the Goddess, she needed to read her cards to find her way.
Chapter Nine
Iseultscrambledalongthewhite passage leading to her central web, her eight legs working in concert for a change.The vibrant colors remained on her torso, but she still couldn’t maintain the humanoid form—not with her usual competence.
Ever since the last man.
Yes, since she’d taken Pretty she’d been off kilter, the drunken euphoria that engulfed her leading her to space out and lose moments of reality.
“You,” she snapped at one of her guards.
“Yes, lady?”
“I want to speak to all the guards who tasted the man’s blood.Tell them to assemble in my web.I await their arrival.”
“Yes, lady.”
She paused to watch the guard scuttle away.Strong legs, she mused.Curvaceous and pleasing torso.Perhaps she should add him to the breeding roster.It never hurt to have spares on her list since she was a vigorous lover.
Iseult inhaled to center herself and visualized her other form.The familiar tingles of transformation brought a sense of satisfaction.She was becoming stronger again, yet still, unease lurked in her mind.Something was wrong, something odd that her ingrained awareness failed to acknowledge.
Her mouth twisted as she took a mental trip to the past.The females of their species didn’t play nice together, and on reaching sexual maturity, they left to set up on their own.Everything was instinctual, but in this case, she was coming up with nothing.Not one of her innate senses was helping to choose one path over another.
Instead emptiness filled her, a sense of loss, and she had no idea of what she’d misplaced.
Leo woke at his usual time.Early.He didn’t move, didn’t so much as twitch a muscle.One moment he was asleep, then he was wide awake and staring at Betrys.
She wasn’t beautiful, yet her strength of character attracted his attention.His cock stirred, exerting a say on his thoughts.Oh yeah.He enjoyed her body too.He liked the way her smile lit up her face, and he’d witnessed firsthand her love for her son.He’d seen the helplessness on her face as she’d spoken of her situation, her desperate need to protect Ricci and keep him safe.Despite the danger to herself and her son, she’d helped him leave Spiderus Mansion.She’d said if Iseult had discovered he was alive, she would’ve kept him at the mansion.Leo was inclined to believe Betrys’s supposition.
Yeah, gradually he’d changed his mind about her, coming to admire her without knowing how or why regarding his difference of opinion.Despite his words to Saber, he’d stopped yearning for revenge and started to wonder why Betrys was working for Iseult.
Now he had his answers.
The problem was how to deal with Iseult.
He slid from the bed, and Betrys murmured a sleepy protest.Leo ambled to the kitchen area and wondered about coffee.No sooner had the thought occurred than a coffeemaker appeared, prepped and ready to go.While he blinked, water started dripping through, and the scent of coffee filled the air.
“Score,” Leo said, and a rich chuckle sounded in the corner of the room.Leo grinned and found a mug to stick beneath the flow of coffee.With a coffee in hand, he grabbed his com-circle and wandered outside to call Saber.
“Bro,” he said when Saber answered.
“You sound happy.”
“Yeah.I’ve met Caspar in person.Top man.Thanks to him, I know way more about Betrys.”He told his brother about Betrys, her son and her employer Iseult.
“Ah, I knew there was more to the story than you told us.Iseult Orna, her employer, right?”
