Earl watched the interplay between his partners in crime dispassionately. Such stupid games Mark plays. He likes to think he’s a great lover, but love is a waste of time. Power is easier. He gave Lia another little push of his will, and her elbows bent. She whimpered as her face hit the floor, leaving her plump rear in the air. He slapped the generous flesh again.
“Must you do that?” Lia snarled.
Earl sealed her teeth together with a thought. “Yes, I must. You’ve given me more trouble than you’re worth.”
Let me go then. The thought rang loud in his head.
“Oho! So, milady has finally learned to project her thoughts, has she? Have you come to grips with your psychic abilities, or are you still a skeptic of your own power?” He didn’t release her, not caring so much for her answer as for t
