PrimalDemand by Rebecca Airies Read Free Book Online Page B

really want to ask.” His
arm tightened around her. “Waiting and delaying them aren’t going to change the
answers. You already suspect the truth. I know you feel the beginning of the
mating between us.”
    He was right, but she wasn’t saying that to him. Arguing
with him while he still had his arms around her didn’t seem like such a great
idea. He was too strong to take a chance.
    “I’m taking it slowly. It’s a lot to take in. How can you be
sure you know what you’re saying is right? Your memory isn’t completely
returned.” She hoped to divert him and maybe make him think about what he was
saying.
    “My senses don’t lie. I knew that I wasn’t walking away from
you the moment I drew in your sweet scent.” His fingers threaded in her hair
and pulled her down to brush his cheek against hers. “I don’t need my memory
for this. It’s instinct.”
    He sounded so certain. In a way, she envied him that. There
were a few other questions she could ask though that didn’t have anything to do
with his belief that this was more than temporary.
    “What happened at the end?” She blushed trying to find the
words to make the question clear. “When I suddenly had another orgasm?”
    He smiled. “You’re lucky I remember that part already. It’s
called the re’kai . It’s normal for even a regular Zarain, although
stronger in a Shadatai. There’s a sensory exchange between a Zarain and his
woman. When I came, the sensations flowed to your mind and triggered another
orgasm for you. And just as added inducement, I’ll tell you that it will happen
every time.”
    She felt a little stunned and confused as she tried to sort
through what he’d just told her. An exchange he’d said. It left her with more
questions. Did he feel what she did? Was there more than feelings going to him?
Could he read her mind?
    The thought left her a little shaken. She knew she’d have to
ask him about all of that, but she wanted to let it settle in her mind first.
Maybe it wouldn’t seem so scary or maybe she’d find the answers on her own if
she gave it some time.
    “All right, there’s a lot to digest in that. So what about
the marks on your side? They feel different than the other marks. When I
touched them, you seemed to really enjoy it.” She was tempted to touch them.
She loved his reaction to it.
    “The malkit . They’re marks specific to the Shadatai
Zarain. Yes, they’re sensitive. You’ll see that yourself soon.” His eyes
lowered to her chest.
    She took a deep breath. She wasn’t going to ask about how
she’d learn that. His smile was wicked and anticipatory. He anticipated more
questions about what he was and what the differences were. She wasn’t going to
let him have his way on this.
    There were some questions that she did want to ask though.
The similarities between him and her sister’s man had been obvious from the
first. She wondered if they had more in common than simply having a wild aura
and confident attitude.
    “Do other shifters have markings? Different types of
markings?” She licked her lips.
    She didn’t know what to think if the man who’d stolen her
sister’s heart with his thoughtfulness and sweet gestures was a shifter. It
didn’t change that he treated her sister as if she were the rarest treasure and
that counted more than almost anything else. Even if he was a shifter, it
didn’t matter much. He didn’t know that Fae was missing, much less where to
find her.
    He tilted his head and studied her. “Yes, some shifters have
different types of marks. Some can be seen when they’re walking down the
street, others you’d have to see them without clothing. Why?”
    “A man had been courting my sister for while off and on. He
wasn’t from the valley. He and a few other men would camp on the mountain and
he’d bring her presents. When I first saw you, your attitude and bearing
reminded me of him. He and the other men have marks on their face.” She licked
her lips.
    “Spots