“This is because of what I did today?” How she had touched her own body for relief.
“He did not respond well to your pleasure. Even partially sedated, he killed two of the medical team assigned with monitoring him before he could be restrained.” Standing from his chair, Jules Havel circled the table and came to her. “But, Brenya, it is your body, and you can do what you want with it. Jacques must learn this and perhaps find a purpose serving an Omega in need.”
A conflicting mess ate her up between climaxes, yet one emotion stood out against all others.
Betrayal.
He had touched her over the table. That had been real!
Jules had known Jacques was awake… that all of this would happen as a result.
Those eyes that saw everything, that burned like the heart of the hottest blue flame, held no remorse.
Reaching out a hand, a man who had been very decent with her, became anything but. Voice pure hunger, Jules Havel purred, “It’s time, Brenya. Invite me into your nest.”