Page 21 of The Heir
“I’m still a woman.”
“Yes, but you never pretended to like me, and I’m sure you don’t have an agenda to marry me.”
Linea made a sound between a scoff and a laugh. “Who would want to marry someone as arrogant and aggressive as you?”
My hold on her knee tightened. “Careful. Don’t push me too far.”
Again, she didn’t back down. “You’re mistaken if you think that I would allow you to spank me.”
My mouth was dry, my pants tight from my erection, and my heart was beating fast. Her refusal to back down forced me to double down to provoke her. “What would you do about it? Would you fight me? Writhe on my lap, or bite me? You know I could pin you down easily, right?” I expected her to push me away and tell me I was disgusting, but Linea’s breathing quickened, and her lips spread a little. I was inexperienced with aroused women, but my instinct told me my strong physical attraction to her was mutual.
“Have you ever raped a woman, Thor?”
I frowned. “No. Of course not.”
“Good. But surely you have role played it with a bot?”
Pushing back in my seat, I shook my head.
Linea studied me and then she smiled a little. “Liar.”
“Stay out of my head, Fairy. There’s a difference between rough and rape,” I said and put my feet up on the seat where Huginn lay curled up. “Why do you want to know anyway? Do you have a rape fantasy that you want me to play out with you?”
“Would you?”
I hesitated before answering, studying her face with those cute freckles that spread across her nose. “Are you serious?”
The roll of her eyes said no. “I asked because you were adamant that Bjorn shouldn’t be allowed to go to France after he admitted to having sadistic tendencies. And yet, it sounded like it would be a turn-on for you if I fought you while we had sex.”
Hearing her say the wordswe had sexreleased a crazy number of butterflies in my stomach. I knew I was in trouble but still answered in a serious tone. “I would never rape a woman and I still think your assessment of Bjorn was wrong. For the record, you and I weren’t talking about sex. We talked about you punching me and my spanking you in retribution. But hey, if you want to include sex in the mix, I could be persuaded.” Giving her a challenging stare, I once again provoked her on purpose. “I’ve always imagined that my first time with a woman would involve making passionate love on our wedding night. But maybe having angry sex with you would be a memorable experience as well. What was it you called it… a distraction? Procrastination? Yeah, I would be up for it. As long as you like to be fucked hard and punishing. Do you?”
Linea blinked her eyes, opened her mouth and then closed it again. A surge of power washed over me. I had finally succeeded in shutting her up.
CHAPTER 6
The Windmill
Linea
Thor was rude and obnoxious!
It was clear that he wanted to dismiss my energy work as hogwash, and yet he couldn’t. I’d proved my abilities by finding him and Sparrow after they went missing.
His behavior around me was as double-sided as my feelings for him. Thor gave me the feeling that he considered me a nutcase, but at the same time, he came on to me and made no attempt to hide that he would have sex with me, if given the chance. Thor had never shown an interest in me before and it was highly unnatural for an Nman to instigate a sexual relationship with a single woman without wanting more. That’s why I took his interest as a sign that he was sexually starved after five months without access to sex-bots.
For the past two hours, his question about whether or not I liked hard and punishing sex had hung unanswered in the air. There was no way I would discuss my sexual fantasies or preferences with someone like him.
Thor was playing some game on his device while I meditated, read, and listened to music. The meditation had been necessary to regain emotional control, but I’d found it impossible to empty my thoughts when my ego came up with ways that it wished I had responded instead of sitting there like a bump on a log. Thank Mother Nature that I had a filter, or I would have burst out one of my ego’s three favorite answers:
Hmm, I guess I could do hard and punishing. How hard can I go on you and would you mind if I slap you in your face?
I actually wouldn’t mind a domineering man in bed, but he would have to be someone I could respect outside of bed, which rules you out.
Hard sex sounds exciting. I’ll consider it for when I meet someone big and strong.
My mother would be disappointed if she knew of the sassy answers in my mind. She always insisted that putting others down was beneath me and that even when I didn’t want to be someone’s friend, I should still be friendly. It was a good thing that I hadn’t said what was on my mind, but I pondered if there was ever an exemption to the friendliness when it came to someone as intolerable as Thor Aurelius.
“At least we’ll be more comfortable when we reach Mila’s place, and we can swap out this piece of junk for my drone.”
