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“What?” I asked raggedly. A stupid question. If I’d taken a mere half a moment to process her question I would have known what she meant. But Cherry explained patiently, nudging herself harder against my arm as she did so.
“When your eyes get bright and white like that. It’s extra noticeable in a dark room like this.”
Blast.
I snapped my eyelids shut.
“You do not know?” I asked with some confusion. “Your eyes are white as well.”
“Yeah. But like I said before, they’re always like that. Same way the inner part is blue and then black. It’s just how human eyes are. The colour doesn’t change the way yours do. Well,” she amended, “the black point in the middle, the pupil, gets bigger in the dark to let in more light. But your thing doesn’t seem to be light dependant.”
“It happens when a Zabrian feels…”
Feels like he wants to rut his wife like an animal.
“Strong emotion,” I finished, my throat seizing on the words.
I did not go on to tell her that it was a sign of a male of poor control, a male of very low standing, if his eyes went white often. I did not tell her that good men, worthy men, barely showed the white in their eyes at all.
Another lie by omission.
Another sign that I did not deserve her.
“Oh,” she breathed, and I could feel it, not just hear it, a tantalizing brush against my shoulder that sent my blood racing and cock pounding. “That’s… I never would have guessed that.”
“Why not?”
“Because you… You seem so… It’s not just that you’re quiet but…”
Her voice trailed away, and I waited in anxious agony for her to go on. For her to tell me just what it was that she found wrong with me so that I could go about trying to fix it.
“What?” I rasped when she did not continue.
“It’s not that you seem emotionless,” she said in a rush. “I mean, you are definitely quiet. But I just… I never would have known you were experiencing strong emotions without the eye thing. You seem… very controlled.”
Controlled? Good Zabrian men were controlled. Men who did not get convicted of murder before they were even old enough to graduate from the childhood portion of Zabrian Academy. The white of my eyes proved just how much control I lacked.
My cock proved it as well.
But even so, even knowing she was entirely and utterly wrong about what she’d just said, it sent an undeniable surge of strange satisfaction through me. Cherry thought I had control.
She thought I had one of the best qualities of the best Zabrian males.
She did not know Zabria. She did not know me.
She did not know how wrong she was.
She would find out, of course. When I told her what I’d done. Why I was here in the first place.
But not tonight.
Tonight, I would let her go on thinking that the male she’d married was good enough to lie beside her.
It seemed my lying beside her was helping. Her breathing evened out, her body relaxing against my arm.
Until she inhaled quickly and tensed.
“What sort of emotions?” she asked with a suddenness that had me opening my eyes despite myself. “I hope… I hope I haven’t done anything to bother you too much.”
