Page 67 of Seer Prophet

He realized with a jolt that had come from her, her mind. He had gotten too close to her light; he could hear her thoughts.

He looks Middle Eastern. But damn. Like a movie star of the hot sheik. Why does he keep staring at me, though? He looks at me like I annoy him or something.

She continued to stare at Loki, seemingly oblivious both to the fact that he could read her thoughts, and that he was staring back.

She did seem to notice him reacting to her, but he couldn’t tell how she interpreted that exactly, despite her fleeting thoughts. Those thoughts seemed to occur on several levels, as if she tried to talk herself into one interpretation even as she reacted to him in other ways in different parts of her light.

He tried to follow both trails, but parts of her still eluded him.

Unfortunately, the fact that she was able to block him, at least to a degree, only managed to turn him on more.

God,she thought then.I wonder if they really do know where Dani is.

A different kind of separation pain infused her light, one that touched him enough that he had to look away.

Even if they don’t, belonging to them can’t be any worse than being one of Balucci’s women… and none of them has tried to touch me at least. Not yet, anyway.Her dark eyes focused back on Loki.He seems to be in charge. Wonder where he’s from. He doesn’t talk much, compared to the others. Not even in that other language.

He listened to her, fighting not to react to her open appraisal of his body.

Still, more than anything, Loki could feel the woman’s puzzlement, her attempt to wrap her mind around who they were, whether they were friends or foes, what they wanted from her, her fears about the safety of her daughter, whether she could believe anything they told her.

Most of her surface thoughts held an element of bravado, but the vulnerability he felt below made him sick with want. He couldn’t look at her at all now, even as he continued to strain for pieces of her thoughts, seeking the underlying emotion.

She seemed to think they’d rescued her from that fortress by the park.

That should work to their advantage in persuading her they meant her no harm.

Even as he thought it, Loki felt another dark flicker of pain, seeing her staring at his body through the bulkiness of the organic armor he wore. He didn’t manage to suppress the pain fast enough that time, and Mika, the small, Asian-featured seer from Seattle, grinned at him, thumping his back with one small hand.

You need to get laid, brother,Mika told him teasingly.Are you really going to try and bed that woman?Her eyes flickered to Dante’s human mother.You might do better to try and court Illeg, brother… although I’ve heard Chinja can be possessive, so maybe you’d have a fight on your hands there, too.

Loki didn’t answer, but turned his head to gaze down the alley, using his light in subtle touches to assess whether anyone had noticed their small group, either from the street or one of the nearby buildings. They’d managed to shake, push, or knock out all the human soldiers and muscle who tried to follow them after their extraction of the woman.

He still felt no one.

Glancing at Mika, he motioned his head towards the open end of the alley.

Move ahead, sister,he sent politely.Head west. Towards the landing area.

Smiling, Mika touched his back a second time, right before she leaned deeper into his light.You know, Dante may not thank you for trying to get into her mother’s pants, brother Loki.

Loki suppressed a grimace.

He did not answer.

Still patting his back, Mika grinned. She obviously enjoyed teasing him for some reason, since she’d been doing so off and on since they’d left the aircraft carrier. That was in spite of the Sword putting him in charge of their little group.

His personality had that effect on some seers, he’d noticed.

Even the Bridge, at times.

Dante really may not like it,Mika teased again.Which means Vik won’t like it… or the Bridge. Or even the Sword. Not even if you ask nicely and give her many favors with your tongue and cock. Not even if you don’t push her too hard with your light to get her to comply. Remember, brother?the Bridge, she thinks a bit like a human with that kind of thing.

Loki gave her a flat look.

Mika laughed.

I’ll suck you off as a favor, brother,she grinned.If you really need some relief?and it looks like you do. If it cannot wait until we return to the fodder of the refugee pens, just ask. Are you any good with your light, though, brother? Or has it been too long?

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