Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 255(@200wpm)___ 204(@250wpm)___ 170(@300wpm)
Probably because they didn’t think they needed to.
Hmm.
“You know how curious we are.” This was getting suspicious. “I think you guys have just been careful to make sure the humans didn’t ask.”
Bingo.
He shrugged.
“Human scientists and political figures were hesitant to release information on human domination-based relationships. They were also very hesitant to explain the phenomenon called kinks.” His shrug was believable that time. “We had a need to gather information. Then the information simply increased.”
“So you started figuring out kinky stuff with your new human mates and then it just got bigger from there.” I went back to sorting my stuff as he nodded again. “That’s a really human problem you have there.”
“It was careful information at the beginning of our journey with humans.” Saint’s frown said they just didn’t know what to do with it now. “Humans find secrets where there is privacy.”
“They’re going to think you’re hiding something because it’s private…and you guys kind of like private when it comes to stuff like that.” Information gathering…not the sexy bits. “I think you just need to act confused when it finally comes out and ask if the humans learned to read your language. It’s not lying as long as the information wasn’t hidden. Just making sure they couldn’t read it isn’t lying.”
“Have you become political, my human?” He sounded disappointed about that, so I shook my head and stepped closer to make sure he’d pick me up again.
“No, Sir.” Giving him a quick kiss, I made sure I was focused on the question and thinking about him so he wouldn’t get mixed signals from me. “I’m thinking like a human who wants other humans to like their…their mate.”
Ugh.
Saint’s smile peeked out. “That is a desirable trait in a human mate, my Colby.”
I was a little bit worried that would lead us into a conversation I wasn’t ready to have, but he was a smart Dom and subtly took his win.
Well, as subtle as a tentacle alien with a smirk could be.
“You have given me much pleasure today, my Colby.” Ignoring the rest of the stuff that should be put away, Saint walked us around to the other side of the bed and sat down, making sure I straddled what would’ve been his lap if he were built like a human. “The scent of your belongings makes me very happy.”
Oh. I’d read about that too.
“I’m glad.” Yep, it wasn’t much of a response, but I hadn’t ignored it?
In the romance novels I’d read, they basically bonded with their mates on some kind of physical level and didn’t want to be away from us…them…them for long.
It was probably a good thing that I’d brought several days’ worth of clothing.
“Should we keep putting everything away and getting the lights up so that it looks like my stuff is scattered around too?” His entire body perked up and he did that puffy thing, but I got a flash of predator and it was just enough to send a shiver through me. “Um, unless you had other ideas?”
He definitely had other ideas.
His grin was total Dom with a brilliant plan. I knew he could sense what that did to me because he stroked his tentacles over me and made a pleased sound that sent a shiver through me. “Yes, my Colby. We shall finish spreading your possessions and your essence around our shared space.”
Oh, I wasn’t sure what that meant…but his grin said he was looking forward to it.
“I…I like helping you and I want to see the lights up.” The plan was to put them around the edge of the ceiling, but with his physical abilities, I wouldn’t have to find a stepladder for these lights. “You…you’ll lift me up, right?”
“Yes, my human.” His tentacles softly clenched around me as they rippled over me in another caress. “I will hold you tight and keep you safe, my Colby.”
So safe I wouldn’t need safewords?
What was he planning on doing?
Swallowing hard, my mouth was dry and I had to lick my lips as the tip of one tentacle caressed around my neck. “I…I always feel safe with you and…and I know you’ll hold me tight. To…to be careful with me. Yes.”
Right.
He’d hold me tight to make sure I didn’t fall.
That made sense.
What didn’t make sense was that in his mind, putting up Christmas lights started with taking off my clothes. I was pretty sure I approved no matter what, but if he had a plan that was actually logical, I couldn’t figure it out.
When my shirt was off and he’d started working on everything below my chest, I managed to find words again. “You…you’ll get a better grip on me if I’m naked?”
Smiling, Saint patted my head. “Humans can be wiggly. Friction will be improved this way as well.”
Friction as in his grip on me?
Had that been what he’d said…what he’d meant, at the very least?