“Oh, yes, my sweet husband. You wouldn’t want me drinking something unpleasant.”
Kaelus gave her a dark look.
“No, of course not, darling wife,” he growled. Then he took the glass, sampled the sweet, slightly floral liquid, and handed it back. “It is acceptable.”
Clair took a sip.
“Why, it’s more than acceptable—it’s delicious! Thank you, my devoted husband,” she said, rubbing her cheek against his affectionately.
Kaelus felt his face heat. Goddess damn it, this was a ridiculous display! And the worst thing was, he didn’t hate it.
Oh, he hated the embarrassment of getting an erection or “hard-on” as the humans said when she was so close to him. But he loved the feeling of her in his lap…her warm, feminine scent…her soft skin against his. Part of him wished it could never end…but he knew it had to. Such pleasures were not meant for Hybrids like him. He could never Bond her to him, so such closeness was a kind of sweet torture.
“I am glad you find it acceptable…Lissa’ra,” he told her.
Varell’s expression sharpened.
“What did you call her?”
Kaelus hesitated.
“Lissa’ra,” he repeated.
Maera smiled.
“Is that a Kindred word?”
He nodded.
“Yes, it is.”
“And what does it mean?” Varell asked, looking interested.
Kaelus wished Clair had not insisted they choose a mating name.
“Little precious one,” he growled.
Maera’s expression softened.
“How lovely. Now that is a proper name for your goddess—much better than simply ‘wife.’”
“It is better, isn’t it?”
Clair looked up at Kaelus. Her brown eyes were warm and inviting and her lips looked extremely soft and kissable.
Kaelus looked hastily away.
The interview continued but unfortunately, things didn’t improve much.
Clair reached for a plate of food and Varell cleared his throat.
Quickly, Kaelus snatched the plate first.
“Apparently I am meant to serve you,” he said. “As you are my goddess.”
Clair leaned back against him with a lazy smile on her full lips.
“Well, don’t let me stop you, big boy,” she murmured. “I don’t mind getting princess treatment. Or in this case, goddess treatment.”