They will be a new race." She turned in my arms, and looked up at me, her silvery eyes sparkling in the imaginary light. "I used to wonder at how you ...umans mate for pleasure. Why you did it. As I've told you, with us it is a mandatory compulsion. The males derive some pleasure from it, but it is brutal for the females."And yet, with you, it was beautiful. I have never felt such feelings before, and none of my race has either. We have always been taught that mating is violent and painful, and. Which was weird. They were talking about some heavy shit. Basically a lifetime of lies. Maybe the catharsis happened with a restless night and her anger in the dining room. Or maybe she felt comfortable with him. Like most of the women he loved. Except when he was being a dick with Moira.“So my asshole husband spent years with two women without figuring out what would actually make them purr,” said Constance, “but it took you, what, an instant to figure it out?”“Not exactly an instant. I mean. I just look at him for a minute, until I sigh and say ‘Hi, Jake.’ ‘What are you… How are you…. Why are…. Were you really going to jump?’ he asks, jumping from one thought and question to another faster than I could really follow. ‘Yes Jake, I was really going to jump, and if you would just get off me I could do just that.’ I tell him. If I hadn’t been so lost in the ever growing black hole that is my mind, I probably would have known not to say that, especially to him. As soon as those words. "Yes sir, though we lost more men than I thought we would, three 'efore we even left. Hired a new man that rode into town, after he killed all three of our top men. They say he moved faster than anyone 'ad ever seen." Jones said.Greely nodded he'd already been informed of those three idiots. "So why are you here?" The thing is boss; I know a killer when I sees one. Many, myself included, say that this man's eyes are like looking into the eyes of death. This man is a stone-cold killer, though I.