Korum could see her pupils expanding, making her blue eyes look darker. Her breathing was uneven, and her cheeks were a pretty pink color. She was turned on, almost as much as he was right now. If this was already after the fight, he was sure she wouldn’t protest if he brought her to a shatela, stripped off that tight dress, and plunged his c**k between her thighs. He liked the idea of claiming her in front of everyone; it appealed to something primeval deep within him.
“Korum, I—”
“Shhh,” he said, lifting his finger to her lips in a gesture he’d seen humans make. “Don’t worry about it now. I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do.”
And Korum meant it. He had not set out to prove anything when he kissed Mia, but her reaction clearly demonstrated her susceptibility to him. D
