“I will not come there until you promise me you won’t have anything to do with the Xacto. You want someone to bathe you,” I jerked my thumb at myself again, “your wife will do it. If you need someone to braid your hair,” another thumb jerk, “I will do it. You need someone to massage the muscles in your body,” this time I tossed my head, “you guessed it, big guy, that will be me too. And you need someone to f**k you, suck your c**k and make you come,” another jerk of my thumb, “that’s me too and only me. Do you get me?”
Diandra quit talking and the instant she did, Lahn ordered, “Vayoo ansha.”
I instantly retorted, “No, Lahn, I won’t come there until I know you get me.”
Diandra translated and Lahn repeated, “Vayoo ansha.”
“Do you get me?” I shouted.
He spoke and Diandra said, “Lahnahsahna, sheathe your claws and come to your husband. Now.”
“No!” I snapped.
He spoke then Diandra said, “Last time, Circe, you come here or I come get you. Do you want that?”
I stared into his dark eyes. Then I realized I didn’t want that. In fact, the look in his eyes, I really didn’t want that.
Damn.
I stomped to him trying to look as pissed as I was, an endeavor which I was pretty sure succeeded.
I was four feet away when he leaned forward, reached out with his long arms and yanked me to him so I was plastered to his body and his arms were super tight around mine.
Um. Uh-oh.
“Lahn,” I whispered, pressing my hands against his chest.
He spoke and when he did, it was soft and his eyebrows went up.
Diandra translated, “My wife will bathe me?”
Um. Uh-oh!
Shit. Now what had I done?
“Uh…” Shit! God, there was nothing for it. “Yes,” I confirmed.
More from Lahn, more from Diandra.
“Plait my hair?”
Me and my big mouth.
“Yes.”
“Paint me?”
I bit my lip because I liked the idea of doing that then whispered, “Yes.”
He grinned.
Then his face dipped close and his eyes got hot before he spoke.
When Diandra translated, I realized I really had to learn the Korwahk language and fast. She was now a serious third wheel and if it wasn’t embarrassing for her, it was for me.
“My wife will take my c**k between her legs and in her mouth?”
“Y… yes,” I stammered.