Page 57 of Captured
A low hiss sounds from the bed and I look down to see Juliet glaring at my brother with a murderous glint in her eyes. Her beautiful, soft face is painted in hard lines and she slowly stirs until she’s sitting straight up. From the corner of my eyes, I can see the Healer agitating himself, but a quick gesture from me has him stand down.
Darhk needs to see how strong she is. How worthy.
Her eyes blaze bright and her face has that fierce expression I find so endearing. I allow her to sit, gathering her on my lap on the narrow bed. The feeling of her body against mine is luscious and soft.
“I’ll show you just how weak I am.” Juliet speaks with a clenched jaw, the threat thinly veiled in her voice.
“You dare threaten me?” Darhk lifts his brows and his face takes on an almost comically shocked expression. “Do you not know who I am, human female?”
“Oh, I know plenty,” Juliet retorts in that deliciously rebellious tone, the one that makes my cock hard and my balls tighten. “You’re a big-shot jerk, that’s who you are. And you’re an ungrateful one at that. If it wasn’t for me, we’d both be dead by now and your data frame would be lost. So, if I were you, I wouldn’t call me weak again.”
Darhk gasps and his jaw drops. I’m half surprised it doesn’t hit the floor altogether. No one has ever dared speak to him that way before, I’m entirely sure.
“Females do not speak that way to males of rank.” Darhk utters, his chest puffing with outrage. “You are lucky you’re not in public.”
“That’s for sure,” Juliet retorts again. “If we were alone, I’d give you the spanking of your life!”
Darhk’s mouth opens, then closes as he blinks in confusion. No Drakian female would ever dream of speaking to any males this way and much less to the High Commander and Prince of Draka. I’ll never tell him, but I think it’ll do him some good, to be shaken this way. My brother has a bad habit of losing all sense of humor the moment he feels in charge.
And he feels in charge way too often.
I try to stifle the smirk that comes to my lips, but I know I’m not succeeding entirely when he looks back at me and his eyes darken.
“Surely, you will have to train your Amara to behave properly.” Darhk bristles, his face wearing an almost comical expression. “She will need discipline, and lots of it if you plan on introducing her to the Court.”
He’s right. Juliet has no idea of what’s coming to her, what is required of a Drakian mate, even moreso an Amara. This very thought makes my smirk widen and my cock throb to life. Juliet lifts her brows as she no doubt feels the push of my erection on her tender side.
“I’ll enjoy every moment of it.” I laugh, patting the plump, round cheeks of her bottom gently. “She has spirit. She’s fierce and brave.”
“She’s untamed,” Darhk retorts as Juliet makes a face at him. He blinks again as she sticks out her tongue. “Unruly. A brat.”
“She’s perfect,” I whisper in Juliet’s fragrant curls. “She’s a wonder. And she will be all mine to tame and discipline.”
Darhk shakes his head, then straightens as I secure Juliet more closely on my lap.
“Unbelievable,” he speaks through clenched jaw, outrage still clear on his face.
“Delectable,” I correct him.
Darhk snorts, but remains silent. Of my two brothers, he’s the one who shows the least interest in having a mate. He was born with the stern personality fitting of a military life and never looked away, not even as a youngster. It’s no surprise that he does not understand the powerful forces that tie me to Juliet.
“If you intend to bring Juliet to Draka as your Amara, you’ll have to Bind her to you.”
“A Binding on the Pearl.” I smile, the very idea stirring low in my belly. “It will be done tonight.”
“Tonight,” Darhk answers before exiting the room, his back straight and his pride wounded.
“What’s a Binding?” Juliet asks, none of the rebellious tone in her voice remaining.
“There is a lot you need to learn,” I answer as my fingers trail on her lower lip.
And I will enjoy every second of the teaching.
