Chapter 6 Resentments

• Her head fell forward and her gaze was hateful. Resenting him for everything he was doing to her. For everywhere his hands touched.
• For everything she knows I'm going to yet do to her.
• "Hate me all you wish. It won't change what I'm going to do. Over and over...And again." He pressed his lips to the shell of her ear. "Whenever I wish."
• He lifted her off him dispassionately and tossed her back on the bed. "Be ready to ride a horse at first light."
• His gaze skid over her from head to toe. Eyeing ever bit of bared flesh hungrily.
• He rose and aimed for the door.
• "Good! Leave." She lurched up to shout.
• He stepped through the door and leaned to talk through it before closing it. "Don't worry, Sweetheart. I'll be back later if I've more need of you tonight."
• "Don't you dare!"
• "Oh, I dare." He smirked.
• "It was lovely by the way." He gave her body a last, lingering look.
• "Get out! Get out!"
• He closed the door slowly to antagonize her.
• His triumphant grin turned to full laughter as the first object hit the door where he'd been. A concession followed. Chased by profanity as she called him every filthy name she could conceive.
• Good. She's learning the way of it now.
• How it's going to be.
• She's going to hate it. I'm going to love every minute of it. Vengeance had never felt better or tasted sweeter.
• He could still feel the heat of her lingering on his staff.
• ***
• "What'd you do to her?" Lonnix asked from the doorway of his room as he saw Disseus strolling the hall.
• "The least of what I'm going to." Steel glinted in Disseus's blue eyes and a muscle in his jaw ticked.
• "That's why you agreed to help her?" Lon asked suspiciously.
• The way his face brightened was confirmation enough. He vowed. "I'm going to make her miserable."
• Every second I'm in her presence.
• Lonnix eyed the recently closed door, still rattling as things violently struck against it.
• "Looks like you have a good start." He said dryly as his gaze landed back on Disseus.
• Disseus smiled brightly. "Aye. And that was when I agreed to help her."
• Disseus tossed over his shoulder. "Get some good sleep."
• "Why?"
• "Cause that woman won't be sleeping."
• She's too angry.
• And if I decide, I'll visit her again. Ride her until she's too sore to mount tomorrow. His teeth gnashed as he thought of her again.
• Lonnix blinked dumbly. Having never seen his friend so virulent.
• "I want her on a horse and riding before the sun crests the horizon. I want birds singing to her as the day begins." His voice had a razor's edge.
• While she's exhausted.
• "That seems rather harsh." Lonnix complained.
• Whipping around Disseus snapped. "She nearly killed me once."
• Lonnix was silent a long moment. "I meant harsh toward me."
• ***
• Despite his intent to ride out early, Disseus was too restless to sleep. Hearing laughter and men roaring in merriment, spurred him downstairs.
• Lonnix found him back at the tables consuming pitchers of ale in a way Lonnix had never seen. "Good to see her presence is having a positive effect..."
• Men chanted and Disseus responded by guzzling appropriately.
• Lonnix drew close enough to Disseus, to eye the other men warily. "Seems clear to me that taking the most violent mercenary to ever cross Ardae, putting him in a brawling temperament and then pouring ridiculous quantities of ale in him, seems of poor choice."
• "Does it?" Disseus paused, tankard in hand, to raise a brow at his friend.
• I don't give a damn.
• "Disseus, My Friend, perhaps we should join our beds?" Attempting to help Disseus rise only resulted in a hearty shove.
• Disseus teetered a moment. "Or perhaps I hers."
• To bend her again.
• "Oh...I don't think that'd be wise."
• Disseus gave him a quick look. "I don't give a damn what is wise." He belched. "Nothing ever is when it comes to her."
• Staring up at the closed door, he made his upstairs. Boots thudding as he reached her door.
• It was tossed open, and the point of a blade protruded from the doorway.
• Disseus laughed and her blade went higher.
• "We'll see about that!" Disseus batted it away. Eyes on her like a vicious predator. He stepped into her chamber and slammed the door.
• "No." She whispered.
• "Where'd you get clothes? You had none earlier."
• "They were already up in this chamber when I came down to see you." She refused to give him ground so he was standing over her. Feeling her breasts pressed to his lower chest.
• She's a little thing. Vicious. But small.
• He eyed the deep scooped cleavage of the blue nightdress. "It's a pretty sleeping gown. Shame." He sighed. "Remind me to buy you another."