"Yes, please," she grinned at me, white teeth flashing as she strutted her way in. Thank god we had stopped to get her a robe. I swear, the way she was moving her body was made to drive me mad. I couldn't imagine being able to control my ability if I was looking at the perfect globes of her—
"Watch it, Myro," Kylie said breathlessly, her back straightening as she inhaled with a gasp that was almost a moan.
"Sorry." And I was, even if the smell of her was intensifying in a wonderful fashion.
She exhaled with a shake and continued into the library. In an attempt not to send her crippling over into an orgasm, I stayed back by the door, the heavy medal portal sliding shut and locking us in automatically. It was something I had set up years ago to keep Fey out of my space, but now that was seeming like a bad idea.
"Where did you get so many books?" she asked after a minute, the tip of her finger sliding over the spines of the dusty volumes before she stepped toward the table and the books I had been madly reading since first laying eyes on her. The books that had forced me to come to the conclusion that it was best to leave her on Earth.
My spine straightened. Even though I was sure she couldn't read the ancient Coxian script that they were written in, it still made me uncomfortable knowing what they said.
"I collect them," I stepped closer to the table, ready to grab them all and shove them back on the shelves. "Everywhere we go I try to find stories or histories to take with us. I love learning about all the places we go... some cultures don't have books, however, which is unfortunate."
"And Earth?" She was looking curiously at one of the bigger books on the table, and the drawing depicting the differences between humans and Coxians. The book was one of the many instances of them trying to prove our incompatibility. Coxian superiority. They made me sick.
"Most of the books from your planet were destroyed years ago it seems, lost in cities that burned up in a war," she nodded as if she understood what I was saying, still looking at the drawing. "I did manage to find a few though. Something about a garden and tomato soup. Would you like to see?"
I reached toward her, gesturing toward where I had placed the tomes upon our return yesterday. She didn't budge. She stood still, staring at the image, her finger hovering above the dark likes as she traced them.
"What is this?" She glanced at me, her curiosity mirroring the worry that I was sure shone brightly on my face. My shoulders pulled into a tight line as I stepped forward, ready to take control and take the book from her, all while not wanting to lie to her. "Is this the language of your people?"
"Yes. That is an old Coxian history."
"And this is a human." It wasn't a question; her eyes held no confusion as she looked up from the book. They were hard, knowing, as she stared at me. "Is this about what you were talking about before? That if your planet finds out about me that they will kill you? Is that why you aren't allowed on Earth?"
All that tension in my back was turning into an iron rod as I stood, frozen in place, locked under the gaze of the powerful female. She shouldn’t know these things.
"How do you know about that?" My voice was a hard note, every protective instinct firing as though I could grab her and run away from the book and all the painful answers to her questions.
"Natalia said that you weren't allowed on Earth," she chuckled, carefully turning the page of the giant book in search of more pictures. I almost reached forward to bat her hand away, but pulled myself back. "Why? Was that supposed to be some big secret?"
God, why did the sound of her laugh have to twist my groin so pleasantly? It would have been worse if everything else wasn't twisted so tightly with nerves.
"I had assumed so. Did she say why?" I dragged my hand over the back of my neck, watching her carefully.
"No, but you did." I must have physically jerked at her response because she grinned at me again, thankfully stepping away from the book to face me. "I mean, if you are doomed to die for being with a human, and you have books that depict female vaginas as having teeth and poison," she said with a gesture to the book that certainly had both of those things, although Fey's continued existence was making me question their validity. "Clearly you guys think that my vagina is going to bite off your dicks all on its own."
"It's not that..." It wasn't. I hadn't even known about all of that before I’d opened the old book, which was good, because if I had, we might not have even ventured to Earth. "They say that Humans drain our powers. Humans make it harder to seduce, turn us mortal, and eventually we get a pox on our cocks and they fall off." I tightened my thighs at that statement, even though Kylie was chuckling for some reason.
I had been told these horror stories my entire life... which might actually have had something to do with why I didn't show up in her room last night, no matter how much every fiber of my being had begged me to run there.
My hand had been a poor substitution to what I’d really wanted.
"So humans are poisonous?" She forced the words out through her laugh, everything sounding like it was being sung through the ting of a bell. "And they will kill you for associating with us just in case you bring the Cox Pox back?"
I nodded. Cox Pox may have a nice ring to it, but
