The Power of Fate (The Triad Series Book 5) by Kate Pearce Read Free Book Online Page B

he been held in captivity and grown used to being at the Etruscan’s mercy?
    “Rekk, are you okay?”
    He opened his eyes to see that Mya was standing by the bed, her expression full of concern. He forced himself to calm down.
    “I am just tired. I think I will sleep now.”
    She gently touched his hand. “Go ahead. I’ll be here when you wake up, I promise.”

Chapter 5
    Rekk examined the clothing someone had laid out for him on the bed. Since the removal of the Etruscan probes, flashes of his past that he’d buried deep inside his mind had begun to emerge into the light. When he’d last been on Pavlovan soil, men had worn long tunics with elaborate sashes in soft silks and bright fabrics.
    “What is this?” He held up the top item.
    Mya wandered over to his side. “The blue fabric? The fashion came from planet Earth. They are called jeans.”
    He poked the stiff leggings and studied them. “The material is rough.”
    “But very hardwearing.”
    “Why would that matter? It is not as if I am destined to work in the fields.”
    Her smile dimmed. “Lucky you. Most of us like jeans because they last for a long time and are very comfortable. They will also provide excellent camouflage as almost everyone wears them.”
    “Ah.” He had erred in some way. “What does one wear with them?”
    She surveyed the pile of clothes. “Socks, boots, and a T-shirt for starters, and maybe a jacket or a hoodie.”
    He stripped off his hospital garb and reached for the jeans. “I shall try them.”
    Her gaze dropped to his groin. “Um, underwear, boxers, something to shield your… softer parts from the zipper of the jeans.”
    Of course now that she was staring at him nothing was remaining soft.
    She handed him a pair of shorts. “These. Put these on first.”
    He drew the underclothing up his legs and attempted to arrange his now hard cock within the clinging fabric. She must think him a whore to be aroused so easily by a female’s gaze. He pressed a hand to cover the curve of his balls and rigid cock.
    “I apologize.”
    “It’s not your fault. It’s just those hormones. I was the one who was staring.” Mya was looking everywhere but at him, her cheeks flushing.
    He grabbed the jeans out of her lax grip. “Mayhap you could find me something to wear over the jeans while I put them on?”
    “Sure.”
    She turned away and he struggled to step into the jeans and draw them up his legs. His breath hissed out as he caught the underside of his balls with the rough inner seam.
    “Are you okay?” Mya asked. “The best way to put them on without catching anything important is to protect yourself with one hand inside the zipper.”
    “Ah.” Rekk jiggled the metal fastening. “I do not understand how this works.”
    “Would you like me to show you?”
    Rekk briefly closed his eyes. He’d like her to put her hand on his cock and keep it there until her fingers were covered with his come, but he had a feeling that wasn’t what she wanted to hear.
    “Let me.” She made a soft, breathy noise as she reached around him, cupped his covered cock and balls with one hand and drew the metal tag upward, meshing the metal teeth together like a train track. “See? Right to the top and then you take out your hand and fasten the button.”
    He almost groaned when she removed her hand. He could smell his pre-cum on her fingers and his cock was throbbing in time to his heartbeat.
    “Thank you.” He turned away from her and clothed himself in the first shirt he saw. “Now all I need are some shoes.”
    “Okay.”
    From the corner of his eye he saw her bring her palm to her mouth and inhale. Was that the hand she had shoved down his pants? Why would she be doing that if she wasn’t—
    “I’ll go and check on our travel documents, okay? Why don’t you finish dressing and then pack the rest of the stuff in your bag?”
    She practically ran to get away from him, which was even more bewildering. He packed his bag and then sat on