The Forbidden Entity (BWWM)

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Khirus' POV

"Did you touch Sayora to upset Karina?"

"No, I am not that petty."

"Really?" Kane chuckled. "I believe you are that petty in your own clever and ruthless way, often simmering and waiting for the opportune moment to strike and render the most damage."

"In battle, yes, but not when dealing with our sister. You sound ridiculous." I resided outside the bathing pool, restlessly parading back and forth while waiting for Kane to finish his bath.

"I doubt your intentions, brother."

"And what do you know of my intentions?" I scoffed.

"I know how effortlessly you can break someone's resolve—carve them up and dissect them piece by piece until only their most vulnerable parts remain. Karina is kin, but she challenges you at every corner. Are you not yet vexed by her blatant disrespect?"

"I do not wish to damage Karina further."

"Then why fiddle with her servant?" He countered. "Karina adores her pets, constantly bathing with them, enjoying meals, and sharing her bed in more ways than one. Why meddle with something that holds no value or importance to you?"

"What was I supposed to do, leave Sayora in the forest for another to deal with?"

"Perhaps," Kane shrugged. "You did not need to invite the girl into your cottage, where your scent is the strongest."

"I suppose, but she was hurt and vulnerable. I wanted to care for Sayora," I admitted.

"Are you fixated on the girl?"

"Likely."

"Are you serious, brother?"

I shrugged in indifference. "Name it what you will."

Kane smirked knowingly. "The way you gazed upon Sayora on the steps, I knew you desired to fuck her. Even as we speak now, I reckon she arouses your cock. Why else would you be fixated on a human, of all things? They serve no purpose other than to aid in our temporary fulfillment," he stated. "But I blame you not, brother; the girl is exquisite and would look outstanding wrapped around your cock."

"Mind your tongue, Kane."

"Why? Am I wrong? If so, correct me, brother. Speak your truth and deny my words."

"I am not so driven by my cock that I would bed Sayora; she is far too delicate for my liking."

"Yes, and Karina would quite literally murder you. Or, at the very least, our sister would discover some unhinged way to enact her revenge and plot your demise," he jested, cackling obnoxiously.

I shook my head and continued my pacing. "Why do you speak so vividly today?"

"It seems I am in a descriptive mood."

"Well, lesson your buoyancy; you are beginning to annoy me," I voiced. Kane chuckled some more before continuing.

"If you do not wish to fuck the girl, which I infer is complete pig shit, then why are you so fixated on her?"

I halted at Kane's question, unsure if I wanted to divulge that I was not only ensnared by Sayora's beauty but engrossed by the mystery of her scent.

"Brother..." I paused to debate my words. "Is it conceivable that a human's scent can alter entirely into something unknown, not referring to instances of bodily responses?"

Kane leaned forward. "What do you mean?"

"Sayora's scent changed the night I first met her."

"Changed into what? What did she smell like?"