Chapter 13

Zillon pushed further away from her, almost falling off the bed. “I will not.”

He pushed her arm from around him, shuffling straight off the bed. “I knew this would happen, you’ve tried already, but your seduction will not work.”

He attempted to walk away, but a whimper from Celeste stopped him. “Pl-please Zillon…”

Tears glistened in her bright, blue eyes, her fingers latching tightly to the sheets. “I-I…”

She whimpered again, squeezing her legs together.

Zillon looked away, swallowing what saliva had lodged at his throat. The way her lips sat seductively between her teeth was tempting, her beauty, the perfection of her body and her scent that mercilessly engulfed him…everything called out to him.

But he couldn’t give in, he already had Celia, she was here first, she owned his heart. All the time before now, it was her…she had cooked him food, showed him love and been there for him when he had problems.

She was like a safe haven to him, and