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problems and issues. At least at the time. She’d felt free, alive.
She turned on her side to get comfortable. Closing her eyes, she visualized his face. Thick, curly lashes any woman would take a daily horse pill to have framed his dark brown eyes. His eyebrows were black and well groomed. His lips were thick and cupid bow shaped. His cheekbones were high, and he had deep dimples. His cinnamon complexion made him look like a mythical Egyptian God. He was everything she had ever wanted in a man-if she had ever had the time to seriously pursue one. He was tall, over six feet, in shape, intelligent, well mannered, and seemingly financially secure.
He made her heart beat faster and looking in his eyes made her feel tingly, at peace, and safe. Victoria giggled, then covered her hand with her mouth, not wanting Ivan to hear her. He would really think she was crazy. She quieted herself and shook her head. She was acting like a teenager with her first crush. In a way, that was the case. She had never really looked at other boys or men. She always found them lacking, failing to measure up to her imaginary ideal man. She didn’t sense inadequacies in Ivan. He held her interest. He made her feel alive.
Was all this intensity just a result of seeing an old friend? Was she mistaking her happiness at seeing him again after so many years for feelings of attraction? Or was she so anxious about her missing father, she was eager to latch on to the only male she had bonded with in some time? She rubbed her temples. She was too tired to think. She should just go to sleep and think about everything tomorrow. A big yawn escaped her. She rolled onto her other side, closed her eyes, and slipped into sleep.
Ivan raised his head off his pillow. Lying on the bed, in the master bedroom two doors from Victoria’s room he’d waited patiently. Remaining still. He’d been waiting for over an hour for Victoria to fall asleep. Patiently at first, then he began to get irritated with her constant sighing. After thirty minutes, he stopped pacing his room and decided to give her some extra help getting to sleep. Help in the form of a mental command which, thankfully, had worked.
He sat and pondered what to do next. Usually seduction for him was easy. With a human woman, it was nothing to read her mind to find out what she liked in bed. A harder touch here, a gentler rub there. He had spent many nights pleasuring human females. They gave themselves over so completely once he’d proven he knew his way around the female body. Too bad they didn’t have the stamina of a female Taalib Duma or a vascany.
However, seducing Victoria had to be done delicately. She was not a regular human female to be treated roughly and carelessly. He had already tried to bend Victoria’s mind and while he could plant thoughts and give her powerful suggestions, he could not plant the idea of sex with him or make her do anything against her will.
She was the direct descendent of the Abu. She was a princess among his kind. He wanted to make it at least a pleasurable experience for her. If his assumptions were correct, she was an innocent, and, being so, she deserved her first time to be pleasurable.
If the council found out about what he was doing and reported him to the Darvan Gods, he would spend eternity being tormented in Hell. It was imperative he make the seduction seem like a dream. But only one she truly wanted to participate in. In a dream state, Victoria would be more receptive. He still felt slightly disgusted by the actions he was about to take. However, duty bound him to finish the assignment he’d started. During childhood, he had befriended Sarim’s heir and now he had located her. Now he had to finish it by seducing and impregnating her. If he succeeded, his double life would be over.
But Victoria would never forgive him when she found out how deep the deception ran. However, as father of her child, the Abu’s heir, she would be forced by Taalib Duma law
She turned on her side to get comfortable. Closing her eyes, she visualized his face. Thick, curly lashes any woman would take a daily horse pill to have framed his dark brown eyes. His eyebrows were black and well groomed. His lips were thick and cupid bow shaped. His cheekbones were high, and he had deep dimples. His cinnamon complexion made him look like a mythical Egyptian God. He was everything she had ever wanted in a man-if she had ever had the time to seriously pursue one. He was tall, over six feet, in shape, intelligent, well mannered, and seemingly financially secure.
He made her heart beat faster and looking in his eyes made her feel tingly, at peace, and safe. Victoria giggled, then covered her hand with her mouth, not wanting Ivan to hear her. He would really think she was crazy. She quieted herself and shook her head. She was acting like a teenager with her first crush. In a way, that was the case. She had never really looked at other boys or men. She always found them lacking, failing to measure up to her imaginary ideal man. She didn’t sense inadequacies in Ivan. He held her interest. He made her feel alive.
Was all this intensity just a result of seeing an old friend? Was she mistaking her happiness at seeing him again after so many years for feelings of attraction? Or was she so anxious about her missing father, she was eager to latch on to the only male she had bonded with in some time? She rubbed her temples. She was too tired to think. She should just go to sleep and think about everything tomorrow. A big yawn escaped her. She rolled onto her other side, closed her eyes, and slipped into sleep.
Ivan raised his head off his pillow. Lying on the bed, in the master bedroom two doors from Victoria’s room he’d waited patiently. Remaining still. He’d been waiting for over an hour for Victoria to fall asleep. Patiently at first, then he began to get irritated with her constant sighing. After thirty minutes, he stopped pacing his room and decided to give her some extra help getting to sleep. Help in the form of a mental command which, thankfully, had worked.
He sat and pondered what to do next. Usually seduction for him was easy. With a human woman, it was nothing to read her mind to find out what she liked in bed. A harder touch here, a gentler rub there. He had spent many nights pleasuring human females. They gave themselves over so completely once he’d proven he knew his way around the female body. Too bad they didn’t have the stamina of a female Taalib Duma or a vascany.
However, seducing Victoria had to be done delicately. She was not a regular human female to be treated roughly and carelessly. He had already tried to bend Victoria’s mind and while he could plant thoughts and give her powerful suggestions, he could not plant the idea of sex with him or make her do anything against her will.
She was the direct descendent of the Abu. She was a princess among his kind. He wanted to make it at least a pleasurable experience for her. If his assumptions were correct, she was an innocent, and, being so, she deserved her first time to be pleasurable.
If the council found out about what he was doing and reported him to the Darvan Gods, he would spend eternity being tormented in Hell. It was imperative he make the seduction seem like a dream. But only one she truly wanted to participate in. In a dream state, Victoria would be more receptive. He still felt slightly disgusted by the actions he was about to take. However, duty bound him to finish the assignment he’d started. During childhood, he had befriended Sarim’s heir and now he had located her. Now he had to finish it by seducing and impregnating her. If he succeeded, his double life would be over.
But Victoria would never forgive him when she found out how deep the deception ran. However, as father of her child, the Abu’s heir, she would be forced by Taalib Duma law
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