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darklings usually distance themselves from females because of the decree we abide by. You understand that most think you are…keeping me company.” He does not meet my eyes when he speaks and I think he is omitting something important.
    “Explain,” I say. He exhales loudly and runs his hands through his hair. It falls back into his eyes. I smile.
    “There are things that I have to do to relieve my issues. Living primarily with women and the fact that they are off limits, makes the urges utterly unbearable. It partly has to do with the dark that is inside me, dormant as it may be. Some compulsions are harder to control than others. I have to…”
    My mouth parts in surprise when I realize what he means. My education on sex is scant. I now know my mother glossed over it because of my fate. That particular knowledge was never needed or intended to be used. I know what Finn is trying to say without outright saying it. “You use female darklings to relieve yourself without having sex,” I say.
    His jaw works and his eyes lower. He bites his lip. The silence is his answer.
    “What is wrong with me?” I ask. He gaze locks with mine in warning. He is shocked, but it soon yields to hearty laughter.
    “The only female on the face of the planet that wants to know why I won’t use her and it has to be the one I will never touch in my long, immortal life. Of all the cruel jokes.” He shakes his head and begins pacing again. I think he is leaving me because he needs to ‘relieve his urges’, but I want him to stay with me.
    “I understand why you do not want me,” I say because I know I am damaged. I am truly unfeeling—a woman perfect for a dark witch.
    “Please tell me of the six, Finn.”
    “You don’t understand, darkling, which is why I can’t be around you. The six? Alright. Fear, anger, sadness, surprise, joy…and love. I’ve told you this before—they’ll probably come quickly. It will be getting you to feel something other than anger or fear that will be the biggest challenge.”
    I let his words sink in. I try to let the feelings sink in. I want them in my body now more than ever. Finn waits for me to respond. “What if you could make me feel?” I breathe out, willing him to sense my longing.
    Finn turns and punches the wall so hard that blood drips down his knuckles and batters the floor. I flinch back and scoot to the other end of the pallet. He has no self-control. I see him clutching his bleeding hand and I am envious of his pain. I want it for myself. “Don’t you think I’ve thought about that? If I could just use you or your mouth and relish every second of it that, maybe you would feel something too? Unfortunately, it’s not that easy, darkling. Just looking at you makes me crazed and draws out the dark that is supposedly non-existent.” His eyes are wild. He breathes out deeply and continues. “Lana is here. I have to go. I’ll check on you in a few days.”
    He pulls his shirt over his head and wraps it around his bleeding hand. His tanned chest rises and falls, and I cannot control myself. I do not want to control myself. I stand and walk to stand in front of him, my boots creaking on the wooden floor. Watching me apprehensively, Finn’s eyes slit. Not understanding why I want to, I reach out my hand and lay it on the middle of his sculpted, smooth chest. I watch my fingers rise and fall as he breathes in and out. I close my eyes and tilt my chin up as warm sensations fill my stomach. Everything below my belly button clenches and I step forward. I open my eyes when I realize my hand is still.
    Finn stops breathing. He grabs my wrist but does not remove my hand from his body. His pupils are dilated wide, and my lips part when I see his relax and open further. I want to taste his mouth, I want to know what his lips feel like when they melt with mine. I want to feel them on me. He leans his face down and it is almost an automatic response. Leaning forward, I tilt my chin up further