a good piece of ass get in the way of
revenge.
It just wasn't good policy.
Aedan smiled, his features turning devastating and gorgeous instead of
just handsome. "My informant was correct, Sela. The Seer and the prince
were there, just as I was told."
"Which doesn't help us now. What about your pet human?"
"I missed our dinner plans last night, but she forgave me easily when I told
her I'd been mugged. She accepted me back and now thinks we are
engaged." A look of disgust marred his handsome features.
"No doubt a night of sex is why I see very little evidence of the attack on
you." Sela pointed her index finger at him. "Be careful to keep up
appearances. If she sees you heal too quickly from your fake mugging, it
will raise suspicions. Keep her close and content. If we are to use the Seer
to our advantage, we need a human who cares for her to sacrifice. Your
little Rita will do nicely."
"Yes, Sela." Aedan's eyes darkened, and he raked his gaze over her body in
a possessive gesture. "As you can see, all isn't lost, and you and I are
compatible in so many other ways."
Sela's nipples hardened against her silk tank top, and she resisted the urge
to lick her lips. A rush of hot arousal flowed over her skin as she
remembered vividly just how compatible they'd been the other night when
she'd let him fuck her while several other human women sucked on her
breasts and fondled Aedan's balls.
Business before pleasure ...
Aedan should never forget his place—even if he did make her scream his
name as his hot come spilled inside her.
Sela smiled and took a deep breath as she allowed her magic to build like
lava about to erupt. Then she relaxed and let the power flow through her
arm, out her fingers, and across the room. Before Aedan knew she was
displeased, her power slammed into him like a tidal wave.
He flew across the room, and his head made a loud crack against the far
wall. He groaned, and then slumped to the floor, leaving a large round
hole in the drywall.
An almost sexual thrill raced through Sela, and a laugh bubbled up from
her throat to fill the small room.
When Aedan's eyes fluttered open, smug pleasure curled deep in Sela's
belly.
It would have been extremely inconvenient to train a new operative, not to
mention a new lover, if he died. But maintaining discipline was always
worth the risk.
She stalked forward to tower over his dazed form. "Don't mistake me
enjoying your body for anything more than my right. And you providing
me with information about the Klatch is your duty." She prodded Aedan
with the toe of her sandal. "I'm queen. I'm free to enjoy anyone and
anything I wish. As I quite often do."
The blood drained from Aedan's face, and understanding shone in his eyes.
He pushed up on his elbows and shook his head, trying to throw off the
effects of his impact against the wall. He dipped his chin to his chest.
"Understood ... my queen. What do you wish me to do next?"
Satisfied Aedan once again knew his place, Sela turned and walked to the
built-in bar along the far wall to pour herself a vodka on the rocks. "I want
you to find the Seer and bring her to me. Also, we must find a way to make
sure Queen—" she could hardly say the word without choking—"Alyssa,
miscarries that half-breed fetus that grows inside her. Do those things and
I'll reward you handsomely. Fail me again ..." She let her words trail off,
leaving the details to Aedan's imagination. However, because Sela had
quite a reputation for enjoying her torture sessions immensely, he should
get the idea.
Aedan paled and then nodded.
"Guards, take him out of my sight."
Two muscular Cunt warriors stepped forward and literally dragged Aedan
from the room.
Sela sloshed more vodka into the crystal glass and narrowed her eyes.
She'd worked hard to kidnap Alyssa all those years ago after it was clear
the Cunt rebellion would never succeed. She'd raised the little bitch as part
of her family for