The Krinar Chronicles_Krinar Covenant by Chris Roxboro

Author:Chris Roxboro [Roxboro, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Worlds
Published: 2018-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Jerik poured himself a glass of fine Krina wine. It was more potent than anything found on earth, and with Krina’s lifespan ticking down, infinitely more valuable. He sipped it, staring out at the buildings with their steel and glass and shining lights. He loved nighttime in Chi-town.

He flared his nostrils, searching out the stray molecules of Medora’s perfume that floated in the air of his apartment. It didn’t matter where he was or where he went, she was with him always. Ines called him this afternoon, asking if he was all right. All the club managers had noticed his conspicuous absences.

He had stopped counting the days since he last fucked. Oh, the desire was still there, burning as ever. But he knew that if he sought out some other human who was not Medora, there would be no joy in the union. This astounded him, as well as infuriated him. Joy had never been a prerequisite before. How dare she enter his life and change him in this fundamental way? He’d resorted to satisfying himself in the shower when the need became too great. Even that was becoming pointless. He’d almost rather burn with desire for her then satiate his lust with a meager substitute.

But her price was far too high.

And why had he proposed marriage when he knew it?

Because of those children. And because of her eyes when she asked him for a favor. Those damned brown eyes. And her ‘sweetheart’ neckline, and beguiling smile and dancer’s legs, and bewitching accent and cluttered bedroom.

Oh, that bedroom.

He’d clutter her bedroom properly.

Throw the damn pillows all over the floor. Rip the sheets off the bed with her wrapped in them. Make passionate love to every inch of her, cause her to squirt all over him and those sheets. Sweep the cosmetics and jewelry off the bathroom counter and fuck her while they looked into each other’s eyes in the mirror. She would scream his name and he would bite her neck, and their orgasms would shatter every glass in the apartment.

He broke the stem of his wineglass and cursed as his blood spilled and mingled with the wine. He cleaned up the mess and forced himself to shut down questions about the flavor of her blood.

Hadn’t he done the proposal right? He’d looked at some video clips, studied some texts. They were an attractive couple, and they each had something the other wanted. A marriage solved the propriety problem the Board seemed to have. And she belonged to him.

He rubbed his eyes. No, that’s not what he meant.

Damn, he needed a release. Although he was beginning to consider it wasn’t what he truly craved after all. Was it just her blood he craved? Or her company? Her laugh and smile? Her insight?

Answers were not forthcoming.

She was mad about the sex, but ultimately, even a fake engagement would be better for her position than nothing at all. She would bend in that, he was confident.

He had been celibate for days now.

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