Page 68 of Seer Prophet

Loki felt his skin warm, especially around his neck and ears.

It wasn’t really embarrassment.

Instead, she’d managed to re-ignite the separation pain in his light, intensely enough that he couldn’t control it for those few seconds.

He found himself thinking about the American-accented seer’s offer almost objectively.

Maybe he could use the light contact, no matter how brief.

Even if she meant the offer partly in jest, she might be open to a trade. He had little to offer her for such a trade, though, given that money was mostly useless now. He knew Mika worked as a professional prior to joining the military arm of their group, so she might expect payment of some kind.

He wondered if he had anything she might want.

A gun, perhaps? One of his knives? He didn’t look at her as he catalogued his meager belongings but wondered if he should ask.

He knew the whole thing might be a joke, anyway.

He also knew he did not really want her.

Loki knew the female seer did not really want him, either. His pain had turned her on. She found him attractive in the physical sense, but it did not go beyond that for her, which was pretty much exactly how he felt about her.

Loki did not really like the feeling of charity, either.

Mika must have picked up on some of that, because she laughed.

Her thoughts grew singsong.

Rationalization…she sent humorously.

Loki followed her gaze to the human woman, feeling his pain worsen when he saw her staring at the two of them, a faint crease between her eyebrows as she looked from him to Mika, her full mouth puckered in a frown.

He hadn’t yet managed to tear his eyes off her tanned, heart-shaped face, when Mika spoke once more in Loki’s mind, her words holding more compassion that time.

Fair enough, my handsome brother,she murmured softly.

Leaning closer, she kissed him on the cheek, ignoring Loki’s surprised wince as she straightened. She winked at him when his eyes followed her up to a standing position. Massaging his shoulder again briefly, she began to walk.

She followed the direction of his earlier gestures down the trash-littered alley. Loki watched as she approached the green-eyed infiltrator, Anale.

He was just looking away when Mika sent him a flicker of pain, one he felt all the way to his groin.

Let me know if you change your mind, brother,she sent.The offer didn’t contain as much charity as you seem to think.

Loki did not answer that, either.

Instead, inexplicably, he found himself looking at the human woman, only to find her staring at him, a deeper frown turning down the edges of her full mouth.

A girlfriend? Or just someone he’s sleeping with?the woman mused.

His cock hardened painfully, catching him off-guard.

The thought of him sleeping with Mika bothered the human. He couldn’t be sure if he’d felt jealousy, exactly. If he had, she did not seem to have admitted the emotion to herself.

He fought to pull his mind off her, off the woman’s full mouth and Mika’s offer of oral sex. Forcing his eyes off the human, he did his best to make his face infiltrator blank, an expression he wore more often than not.

As he did, he heard Mika’s laugh echo softly inside his head.

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