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Her softly worded question had the same effect as Brenna shooting one of her arrows accurately at the human dick likenesses. My insides twisted, and my brow began to sweat from nerves.

I’d thought of little else but May since she arrived. Yet, I’d never imagined her approaching me to be my partner. I wanted that more than anything, but what if I made a mistake?

The cold sweat spread to the back of my neck.

“There is no need for you to volunteer,” I assured her.

“Why not me? Am I not good enough to save?” she asked.

I glanced at her face again, searching for signs that I’d upset her. But she didn’t look afraid or angry. Only curious.

“Save?” I asked. “How does forcing you to have sex with any of us save you? We will keep you safe without sex.”

She smiled again, and this time, it held a spark of humor. It was the first time I ever witnessed anything but sadness in her expression.

She set her hand on my chest and patted me…just above my heart. My pulse thundered under her palm at the touch.

“You’re a sweetheart; you know that? The doctor’s tests show that the women who are sleeping with the fey—I mean, the ones having sexual intercourse—are immune from turning infected. That’s what I want. And if sex gets me there, I’m willing to do it. No force is necessary. But if you aren’t interested, that’s okay. I’ll ask around.”

I frowned down at her hand. “Ask around?”

“Yeah, I’ll ask a different fey if he would be interested in being my sperm donor.”

My traitorous cock twitched in my pants. It wanted to donate, no matter how much I told it that May had been usedenough. She deserved peace and respect, not the thoughts I had while gripping myself in the shower each night.

“I will keep you safe, May,” I said, trying again to reassure her. “You do not need to ask anyone for donations.”

“Really?” she said happily. “Do you mean it?”

“I do.” Did she think I was like the humans? That I would only protect her and provide for her in return for her touch? I dreamed of the day she would touch me. But of her own free will, not because she had no other choice.

“Thank you. Would you mind giving me a lift to Eitri’s so we can let everyone know we came to an agreement?” she asked.

I glanced at her face once more to make sure I had heard right. She wanted me to hold her in my arms?

She gave me another smile, brighter than the last one, and I nodded.

“I will carry you,” I said.

“Great.”

She held out her arms, and I carefully picked her up. She barely weighed anything but had a softness the other women I’d been lucky enough to carry the prior day hadn’t. I liked May’s softness better.

My cock twitched again, and I tried to focus on something other than how right she felt in my arms as I took a running start at Tenacity’s walls.

CHAPTER THREE

MAY

I glancedup at Hejun’s face. Even after sprinting with me in his arms, he wasn’t remotely winded. His uniquely handsome face, with his grey skin and piercing yellow eyes, didn’t carry a hint of tension or anger or revulsion. If anything, he looked worried as his gaze swept over the houses as he walked.

For me. About what we were doing.

Hejun was winning points without even trying. He promised safety without payment. He didn’t grab me at all while running with me. And as soon as we were inside Tolerance, he’d slowed to ask if I would prefer to walk or if he could carry me to Eitri’s front door.

Since being carried around like a princess was a novelty I enjoyed, I went with that option and let my head rest against his chest. His heart hammered steadily beneath my ear. I found the sound comforting.

The same as I found his strength. On any other man, it would have terrified me. But Hejun and the other fey never used their bulky muscles to hurt women or children. I knew that because I’d watched. For months.

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