In The Corsair's Bed (Corsairs, #2)

by Ruby Dixon

Instead, he smiles again. “Did you just try to kill me? Kef, that’s cute.”

“You keep fighting all the time,” he tells me. “Never let anyone think they own you or you’ll start to think it, too.”

“Actually, no. I didn’t buy you because I need a bed slave. You belong to you.”

“Fuck anyone that tells you that you’re ugly,” I say to him. “I like your face.” He’s quiet for a long moment, as if he doesn’t know what to say. “Humans do have strange tastes after all.”

That human female is going to kill me. I grab my cock in my hand while in the water closet and give it a fierce tug.

I look over at Tarekh and he’s just watching me, his eyes soft with affection. My heart squeezes at the sight, and I smile at him. I adore this man.

“Be right back, love,” he murmurs to me and brushes his lips over my brow as he stands.

“No one’s as good a man as you, and that’s why I love you. That’s also why I’m terrified of fucking this up.”

“You have my heart, little Cat. I’m afraid that I might never let you go after that.”

I caress her head, stroking her hair back from her face. “None of that is who you are. Who you are is this person here. The one with me now. The fierce little human who does what she must to survive and spits in the face of danger. I love her. I loved her since I met her.”