The next week passed with complete silence between the two fronts. Teri had taken one of Connor's shorts and tied a rope around her waist. Also, one of his shirts had mysteriously become a part of her wardrobe. The sight of her in the wide clothes was definitely not the least sexy and so Connor told her.
"I don't try to do sexy," was her biting remark.
"Well, I would appreciate it if you tried on that dress again," he said smugly. "Although, I can still see some shape beneath all those clothes there. You sure you don't want to have sex yet? It would probably improve on that temper of yours."
"I don't have a temper," she yelled at him.
"Then it must be your period, then. Orgasms are good for reducing PMS, by the way," he suggested.
In answer she threw a plate aimed straight for his head which he easily sidestepped before quickly walking out of the door.
***
"Any news?" Morgan asked.
"About what?" Connor said irritably.
"Never mind. I can see she still hasn't let you into her bed again. You look like hell, man."
"Go away," Connor growled. He hated every smug remark the men had thrown his way lately. A man who could not control his own mate was definitely a laughing stock in his society, and the men thought it absolutely hilarious that she had declared a sex strike. They would not laugh as loud when their own mates discovered the same idea, Connor thought smugly.
But so far, his mate was the only wilful enough to refuse her husband his rights. Time and again he had considered taking what was rightfully his, but he just didn't feel like it. He wanted her to enjoy their lovemaking and become the demanding and pleasurable creature he remembered from their trip to Alpha Centauri. But, it seemed he had to do some serious work to achieve something like that. These days, she barely spoke to him. He did not know what was worst of her screaming at him or not talking at all. Possibly the last one, since he had no idea what to do about it. Maybe Loanna had some advice for such a situation, he thought glumly, before going to see the healer.
***
"Buy her some flowers and invite her out to dinner," Loanna suggested as soon as Connor had explained the problem.
"And that will actually help?" Connor was unconvinced and sank further back into the chair while trying to find a way to handle this mate of his. "Remember that this is the first female to ever go on a sex strike against her own mate. I don't think she would behave as other females. Not even in this."
"She's still human," Loanna interjected. "And all females like to be pampered, to feel like they are special. You must treat her as if she is more than a broodmare to you."
"How did you know that?" Connor asked in a surprised voice.
"How I knew you love her?" Loanna almost laughed. "Well it's easy. Your eyes always wander to her and you are even asking an old woman for advice in wooing her. Can it become any clearer than that? Of course it's love. Even a tough fellow like you must have some emotions hidden down there." She pointed at his chest. "And it's about time as well. Remember, you're not getting any younger. Although I could swear you were a foot shorter the last time I saw you," she continued as Connor had risen and towered above her, before starting to walk around inside of her small cottage.
"I suppose so," Connor said slowly, never realising he had been so obvious. "But, if it's so obvious, why can't
she
see it? Or is she just taking advantage of my feelings for her?"
"No one is blinder than the ones in the relationship," Loanna said truthfully. "I should know that. It took years for me to realise I loved my husband and it was right in front of me all the time. So I don't think she knows what she feels for you, and the more reason for you to make her see it clearly. This ice front between you is not helping things along."
"Okay, I'll give your advice a try."
***
Teri stared at the thin dress Connor had given her. Did the creep actually want her to wear something like that in public? On Earth she would be arrested for such a stunt. This planet was really strange. She studied the dress again. It was amazing. It looked like a babydoll, only the fabric was so sheer that every detail of her body would show through.
Still, her plan was not working very well, so maybe it was time to take some drastic measures. She had thought Connor would not last a day without sex, and now it had been 2 weeks. Now
she
was the one that would probably crack first. Especially when she considered that every time she met up with her "husband", she was practically salivating by the thought of that magnificent man in her bed, pounding into her warm flesh and giving her countless Earth-shattering orgasms.
She felt herself flushing just thinking about it. There she went again. Her thoughts going to Connor and his tempting person every chance she got. She tried to steer away from her lustful thoughts, but still she could not prevent her dreams becoming more and more lust-filled and covered with Connor's warm and hard body giving her body the release she craved more and more every day. This had got to stop.