go to him. I don’t want you to go to any other males anymore.”
Stating the demand aloud started a series of chain reactions inside Dorian. Desire for Gwen strained the modulation he carefully kept on his vibrational setting. Any moment now he was going to start emitting pleasure waves. Gwen would succumb of course, but it wasn’t what he wanted to happen. He would prefer that she willingly choose him based on her own desire to be with him.
“Zade, don’t you realize how strange that statement is coming from you when you sent me away two years ago?” Gwen asked, shaking her rapidly drying hair. “The offer to bond with you has been rescinded. I’ve moved on.”
“May I please come in and try to explain?” Dorian asked, fighting his impatience.
Gwen studied Zade still standing in her doorway. He looked uncomfortable, but also unwilling to budge. Thinking she might as well have the confrontation now and get it over with once and for all, she stepped out of the doorway to let him enter.
“Five minutes—no more,” she said flatly.
Dorian bowed his head at her reluctant invitation, and then stepped across her threshold. He had never been in her room before. His first observation was that it smelled of her. He turned in a circle, looking around. Her bed was standard issue, but the rich purple cloth covering on it was not.
“My proposal is very simple. I wish to be your only bonding partner,” Dorian told her sincerely. “I would expect exclusive rights to you in exchange. We will try this until you are more comfortable with discussing other possibilities with me.”
Gwen looked at Dorian Zade, hands fisting at her sides in frustration.
“Raging fires of Helios, you didn’t wish it two years ago when I wanted you then,” Gwen said flatly. “I’m no longer interested in you, Zade. As long as you’ve been abstaining, hell—any female will do for you. Go see Calliope.”
“You are wrong,” Dorian said. “I was interested in you when you asked me, but I was still trying to keep vows I had taken. My vows are why I allowed you to take other bonding partners. I regret those decisions now.”
“What are you talking about, Zade? You haven’t allowed me to do anything. I do what I want with whom I want,” Gwen informed him, ignoring the flutter of warning in her stomach as she stomped to her sleeping area and started looking for shoes.
“We are natural mates Gwen Shenu Jet,” Dorian said firmly, unable to remove his gaze from her backside as she bent to lift shoes free from the pile in her upright clothing chest. She was a fine female, and soon to be his female.
Dorian suddenly regretted the last two years with a fierceness that surprised him.
“ Mates? Have you lost your mind? The only relationship we have is being fellow crew members together—and sometimes that even strains me,” Gwen said with a harsh laugh as she sat on the edge of her bed to put her shoes on. “Like now for instance.”
“As the child of an elite Siren of Rylen, I have to work very hard not to lure females. There have been no females for me since my last mate died,” Dorian told her. “I have been very careful not to lure you to me, but I will do so now if you cannot be reasonable about this. I do not wish you to go to other males any longer, Gwen. I am here now and willing to satisfy you. You have no further need of them.”
Gwen stood and walked up to Zade, tipping back her head to peer up into his fathomless blue gaze. At six feet tall by Earth measurements, she was not overly intimidated by his six and a half feet, but she was leery of his obviously demented mental state.
“Zade, you’re crazy if you think I’m going to crawl into bed with you just because you suddenly think it’s a great idea. You need to leave,” Gwen said firmly. “ Immediately. ”
Seeing no other way to accomplish his goal, Dorian closed his eyes, blew out a breath, and released the sexual vibrations he had for her, feeling them
Carol Marrs Phipps, Tom Phipps