While I agreed with his assessment, I still said, “But it’s worth keeping in mind.”
“True.” He set his empty bottle on the end table. “All right. So we know she has Quandary Blood in her. We know her lineage doesn’t have great records. And we know her powers are unraveling.”
“She feels grounded right now,” I replied, sensing my mate-bond with her. It tugged at my heart a little, mostly because I could feel her displeasure. Knowing I helped cause that emotion irked me. But I couldn’t change anything we’d done. It was all to keep her safe, whether she realized that or not.
“She does,” Kols agreed. “We need to keep her that way.”
“Is that why you fed while in the Human Realm?” I asked, arching a brow.
“You’re just as well fed as I am.”
“I ordered a catering service,” I admitted. Digesting food infused with blood wasn’t the same as feeding from a neck, but it did the trick and rejuvenated my magic.
“How was it?” Kols asked, genuine curiosity in his gaze.
“Different. Not nearly as enjoyable as biting Aflora.”
His lips curled. “I doubt much is as enjoyable as biting Aflora.”
“Did you think of her while you fed?”
“No. I didn’t want to make it intimate, and feeding without sex is hard enough already.”
I nodded, understanding. “Did you just enchant them?”
“Pretty much. They’ll have a memory of a heavy make-out session that left them light-headed afterward.” He lifted a shoulder. “There were a few other Midnight Fae roaming about, so I created a glamour for them as well. Have to keep up appearances and all that.”
“It worked,” I told him. “I overheard a few of them gossiping about it outside.”
“Good.” Then he frowned. “Do you think it got back to Aflora?”
“Probably.”
“Do you think it’ll bother her?”
“That her mate was seen in the Human Realm fucking around with mortals?” I asked. “Would it bother you if we heard Aflora was doing that?”
He scowled. “She doesn’t need blood.”
“What about sex?”
“Are you trying to piss me off?” he demanded.
“No, I’m trying to get you to see the obvious, idiot,” I replied. “Your reaction right now is your answer.”
He started to snap something back, only to pause, then he growled in annoyance. “Fuck.”
“Yeah.” I understood because I wouldn’t like hearing that about Aflora at all. In fact, I’d probably find the human who dared to touch her, and kill him. She might not feel like she was mine yet, but that didn’t make it any less true. I claimed her the moment my incisors met the plump flesh of her breasts. She just hadn’t accepted it yet.
“I suppose that’s another
apology for my list,” Kols muttered.
“Maybe we should just give her a dozen orgasms instead. Most women prefer that to flowers.”
Kols snorted. “She’s an Earth Fae. You know she prefers the flowers.”
“Only because she doesn’t know any better,” I mused, finally taking a sip of my own beer. “I’ll happily show her when she’s ready.”