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He thought she was going
to evade his question but then she spoke.
    “That’s my mother’s business, the family business. Fetish
films. That’s what the cells are typically used for.”
    “Wow,” Kean said. “Fun family business. Well, maybe not for
you,” he amended when she didn’t share his enthusiasm and decided to bring the
subject back to the task at hand.
    He paused and looked into her enchanting golden eyes. “I
will help you now, if you’ll let me,” he said in a low, husky tone.
    She drew in a deep breath, the intensity of her gaze as it
met his made his cock twitch. Yeah, he didn’t only want to help her to gain his
freedom, he wanted to pleasure her again and then feed his shaft into that
sultry mouth of hers. He wanted to be the one to strengthen her. He wanted to
feel the ecstasy of filling her mouth and nourishing her with his essence as he
watched her come alive because of it.
    Her gaze fell to his lap. Yep, she noticed his lengthening
cock tenting the towel. She took another sip of wine and licked her lips.
    Bringing her eyes back to his her tone turned husky. “Why
are you offering now?”
    “Technically, this is my second offer,” he reminded her. “I
changed my mind when I caught you watching me in the shower.”
    She chewed her lower lip as her eyes shifted to his lap once
again. “Please don’t,” she breathed. “I told you why. I don’t want that kind of
life.” Tears threatened to spill from her eyes. He didn’t like it.
    “Hey,” he said purposefully forcing a cheerful tone, “no
problem. Just thought I’d offer.” He picked up a blueberry. “Open your mouth.”
    Her eyes bugged. “What?”
    “Let’s see if I can make it,” he said playfully.
    Understanding, she brushed the back of her hand over her
eyes wiping away the moisture and opened her mouth.
    He tossed it right in. She laughed and said, “My turn.” She
chose a piece of banana but it hit him square in the nose.
    “Ug, you throw like a girl,” he chuckled as he pulled the
banana off his nose.
    Shrugging, she popped some fruit in her mouth and washed it
down with the rest of her wine.
    “More?” he asked, indicating the wine bottle.
    “I think I’ve had more than enough.” She picked up her glass
and tipped it toward him. “So why not have one more,” she said, laughing.
    “I like your style,” he said as he filled her glass.
    “So, my mother approached you and asked you to leave with
her and you refused?” Araya asked.
    “No. She approached, introduced herself and I followed her
outside. That’s the last thing I remember before waking up in the cell.”
    Araya frowned. “I don’t understand that. Usually all she has
to do is ask. I mean, you’ve seen her, she’s perfect. I wonder why she didn’t
present the option to you. If you didn’t agree, she could’ve approached someone
else.”
    Kean no longer agreed about Talith’s perfection since
experiencing her personality. He’d take Araya’s company over hers any day. Kean
hadn’t really thought about it much but Araya was right. If Talith had simply
asked the other men she’d brought home for Araya, why hadn’t she asked him? Why
had he been important enough to kidnap?
    Was it possible? Surely not. If Talith knew Kean was part
Incubus, she’d either have avoided him or killed him. She couldn’t possibly want an Incubus locked in a room with her Sempire daughter. She couldn’t
possibly want her daughter to become addicted to his semen. Or could
she? Maybe she was desperate enough to save her daughter she’d do it regardless
of possible consequences.
    Kean wanted to help Araya now, and he would if she’d agree
to it, but he feared she would become addicted. If that happened, she’d end up
dying anyway. No one else’s semen would work for her once addiction set in.
Being only an eighth Incubus, it was doubtful she’d become addicted but hell he
didn’t know one way or the other. He needed to talk to Talith and feel her