Page 15 of The Seducer
“Remember the conversation we had that day you were released?”
“No,” I said because I didn’t want to go there.
“We were going to do an experiment and find out if I would like or dislike you forcing yourself on me. You suggested you could tie me down and have your way with me.”
I raised a brow but didn’t say anything.
“Is that what this is about?” Finn asked with a soft voice. “Have you been wondering about it all this time and now you want to know? Or is it less about the force part and more about having sex with me? Because if it is, you know, all you have to do is ask.”
Closing my eyes, I shook my head to signal how ridiculous he was being.
“No, seriously, Athena, I would fuck you. Whenever you want.” The teasing smile on Finn’s face grew. “I mean because of your stupid curse, I wouldn’t enjoy it or anything, but you could consider it philanthropy on my part.”
I smacked my tongue against my palate and moved away from the bed.
“Did I hurt your pride?” Finn chuckled. “I’m sorry, honey, I didn’t mean to. Would it make you feel better if I admitted that when I fucked two of the Motlanders I was actually thinking about you?”
My body froze to the floor and my spine stiffened before I slowly spun around to see if he was serious.
“You did what?”
He looked me straight in the face and spoke the words again. “I thought of you.”
“You’re lying.”
“I wish, but it’s true,” he insisted.
Glad that he couldn’t see my hammering heart, I turned my back on him again. “Go to sleep, Finn.”
“But I’m not tired,” he complained behind me, but I was already descending the stairs.
“Come back, Athena, I really have to take a piss.”
Feeling like the meanest person in the world, I used his own words from our second night together and threw them over my shoulder. “That’s too bad, ’cause you’ll just have to hold it.”
CHAPTER 5
The First Night
Athena
When I came downstairs, Hans was in my kitchen making tea. “Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes, under the circumstances, I’m fine.” I walked over and leaned against the kitchen counter, asking the obvious question, “And how about you? Are you okay?”
He gave me a quick sideways glance and poured the hot water into the pot. “Finn doesn’t seem to like me much,” he said and looked down. “And if I have to be honest, he kinda scares me a little.”
“Yes, Nmen are intimidating,” I agreed.
“Careful, it’s hot.” Hans handed me one of the cups and leaned against the counter next to me. “We were briefed about them, of course, but you can’t really prepare until you meet one of them in person.” He blew down at his teacup and frowned. “I mean it’s confusing to meet someone who speaks English, yet everything that comes out of his mouth is foreign.”
“Are you talking about when he swears?”
“It’s not just that.” Hans looked thoughtful. “His behavior is just so peculiar; I’ve never studied irony and sarcasm in person, and I’m finding it hard to decipher when he’s being serious or not.”
“This might surprise you, but Finn is one of the nicer Nmen.”
Hans’ mouth fell open. “He is?”
