Page 39 of Rising from the Depths

“You waited two years to tell me this and yet calledmeanasshole?” he said.

Randall’s brows rose, and an instant later he burst into laughter. Jax grinned widely, and even Dracchus, whose mouth seemed locked in a permanent frown, smiled.

Jax and Randall came a little closer as Dracchus moved aside, forming a loose ring with Kronus. There was something casual about it, something…friendly.

“Have you mated with Eva yet?” Randall asked.

Kronus narrowed his eyes at the human. “I do not see how that is any of your concern.”

Randall raised his hands, palms displayed in surrender. “I just thought you came here for some advice, but if you don’t need it…”

“What are you on about, human?” Kronus demanded. “Your females are notthatdifferent from kraken.”

Dracchus and Jax shared a look, the meaning of which Kronus could not decipher.

“Arethey?” Kronus asked.

Grin lingering, Randall cleared his throat. “We could just let him find out for himself.”

“That may be best.” Jax glanced over his shoulder toward his den. “For us, at any rate.”

Dracchus nodded with a grunt.

Kronus scowled. “All three of you areassholes.”

“Yeah,” Randall said with a chuckle. “Guess we may as well start a club.”

Kronus tilted his head. “What do you mean?”

“It’s a figure of speech,” Randall said as all three kraken looked at him questioningly. “You know, because we’re all— You know what, never mind. It’s not funny when I have to explain everything.”

“So speak plainly, human,” Dracchus grumbled.

“What were you going to say about human females?” Kronus asked.

Randall sighed. He also glanced toward Jax’s den before shifting his gaze to his own home, which was the next down.

What was this hesitancy? Were they afraid of their females for some reason?

Was there some secret they were not meant to share?

Randall leaned closer and lowered his voice. “Human women have something called aclitoris.” He raised a hand with two fingers pointed down, like a triangle missing its bottom. “This is their…” His cheeks reddened just slightly as his eyes flicked toward the houses again. “You know.”

“Their slit,” Kronus said.

“Yeah. Right. That’s as good a word as any.”

“It istheword, is it not?”

“There are many,” Jax said.

“Humans have more words for that than pretty much anything else,” Randall said.

“There are many words for cock as well,” Dracchus replied. “More, it seems.”

Randall lowered his brows. “Guys, we’re getting sidetracked here. Focus, Kronus, because I’m only saying this once.” He lifted his other hand and pointed to the point between his two fingers. “Right there, human women have a little nub called a clitoris. You’ll want to payextraspecial attention to it.”

“But not all at once,” Jax said. “You have tobuildto it.”

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