I Married a Birdman (Prime Mating Agency, #3)

by Regine Abel

he flashed me his signature ‘I-am-the-sexiest-man-in-this-godforsaken-colony’ smile that always gave me the creeps.

“She has stirred my mating glands,” I said matter-of-factly. “I failed to shield my emotions because I was fighting my soul’s attempts to bond with hers.”

My chest constricted as I realized that none of them seemed overly distraught over my being offered as a sacrificial lamb. No one commiserated or expressed concern for my feelings. They only cared about how my change in status would affect them.

“The minute you walked into the Council chamber this morning, you called to me. You are the other half of my soul. The situation with the Yurus and the promises of the UPO play no part in my consenting to this union. With or without this situation, now that I’ve found you, I would have come here to court you,” I said fervently. “Vyrax’s ambitions only rushed the process. But for me, it would have always been you.”

“You look so delicate, and sometimes appear quite timid,” he said pensively. “And yet, a bold, no-nonsense flame burns just beneath the surface. Your body is fragile, but your mind is not.”

“I like you, Luana Torres. If you weren’t Dakas’s soulmate, I might have courted you myself.”

Poor thing. He looked so utterly mortified when I entered, like a lost puppy

This humanized him in the best way and made him feel more accessible and relatable.

I circled the bed, grabbed my woman by the shoulders, and gently turned her to face me.

To my surprise, Luana cupped my face and drew me down, pressing her lips to mine. I instinctively grasped her hips, tilted my head, and increased the pressure of my mouth on hers.

Despite the hardness of his muscular body, Dakas had been made to snuggle with.

“But for now, stop trying to tempt me, you seductress. I have distressed villagers to protect and evil to thwart before I can drag you to my lair and have my way with you!” Dakas said teasingly.

I opened my mouth to argue, but he caught my chin in his hand and crushed my lips with a possessive kiss, silencing me.

“Luana, I have absolutely no problem with your germs. After all, I had my tongue in your mouth barely half an hour ago.”

I was drowning in the ocean of stars that sparkled in his eyes.