Chapter 62 What You Are 2

Chapter 62 What You Are 2
Just the sight of his nude body melted her, his swelled chest, well-defined abs, and his biceps, all these he hid under his clothes, and for good reason too. He was too tempting.
He brought his attention to her and she stumbled back a little, snapping out of her trance and she pointed a shaking finger at him. “Wh…what do… do you th… think you are doing ri… right now Ryder?!” She stammered.
He looked at her confused, opened his palm, and shrugged his shoulders. “What?”
“You are undressing in my room. What do you think you are doing?”
“I intend on staying in this very room…”
“But… but I was given this room. You are not allowed to, I will not allow you to.” Her finger still pointed at him. He walked towards her possessively and Lyra’s body trembled, she brought her hand back down to her side and held on to the table behind her.
He walked up to her and stood so close that he practically had her pinned between himself and the table behind her. She swallowed and turned her head away, her heartbeat accelerating and shivers constantly running down her spine.
She swallowed again and whispered. “You are standing too close Ryder.”
“I cannot let you out of my sight.” His voice was husky and deep, she wondered if he did what he was doing on purpose to arouse her because her body just refused to play it cool. “Because of what you are to me.”
She turned her head and looked him in the eye. “What am I to you?”
His hand came up to her hair and he stroked it gently. “You’re Khione. You are my Khione.”
She sucked in a breath, he was being gentle towards her which was rare, but she knew she was Khione as they had been mentioning ever since she had gotten to Astaroth, but then… “What does that mean? What am I really? What is a Khione?”
He looked her in the eye and a frown returned. “That is all you are allowed to know.” He spoke rather harshly and turned away from her, walking back towards the bed.
Lyra was stunned momentarily as she just watched him change suddenly and walk away. “What?”
“And you are not allowed to leave this room even if you are summoned but the king or queen of Rocheveron.”
She stomped her foot. “You want to keep me lock up here too?!”
“Except if you are in my company or Xanth’s.” He finished.
She crossed her arm over her chest and pouted. “I am no prisoner and I will do as I please when I please.”
He turned to her with a smirk and that caught her off guard, she dropped her hands and she suddenly became cautious, why would he smirk at her? He walked to her and she grabbed the table behind her again, turning away so she could at least get to the balcony and keep a distance between them both, but Ryder seized her arm and pulled her to himself. She gasped and yelped.
“Ryder, no! Let go!”
He turned her to himself and she could still see the weird smirk on his face, did she anger him again?
He wrapped one hand across her waist and the other hand went behind her neck, and without giving her time to react, his mouth came to her neck and he bit into it. Lyra shut her eyes and let out a painful scream as her body went lax and she allowed Ryder to hold her up.
“You’ve done this before,” She said as he pulled away from her, she stared into his eyes and her fingers came to her neck where he had just bitten. “This, you have done this before.”
He blinked once with no readable expression on his face. “You recall.”
She looked away from him, her fingers still massaging that spot on her neck that had now sealed. “Hazy, but yes.”
“Red is a dangerous color on you, Lyra.” The voice replayed in her head.
He looked away from her and replied. “That was a bonding mark to keep track of your whereabouts.”
She looked at him again. “And this?”
“Same thing.” He said, he wanted to tell her that it had been thirty-eight years since he had done that but he wondered if that would be too much information for her to recollect, so he held back. “Just think of it as an upgrade.”
“I never knew bite marks needed upgrades.” She chuckled and he smiled, it was the first time she had seen him smile, and dare she to say that it was beautiful. “You should smile more often, Ryder.”
He caught himself after she said that and the smile vanished from his face quicker than it came. “Show me your hands.”