She knew her response was defensive, but the feelings he was inciting in her were confusing.
He turned on her then, his eyes dark, the gold completely gone.
“You wish to forget about me?”
She stared at him, her frown so severe she could feel it stretching her forehead downward.
Kerena blinked.
This wasn’t like her at all.
The only time she let her emotions get the best of her was when…
Fuck.
FUCK.
She was falling for him.
But she knew that…didn’t she?
Only, she hadn’t wanted to face it because she’d had no idea what it meant.
She turned from him then, blinking at the wall as she got her thoughts in order.
“I should go,” she heard him say.
Yes, he should.
He was confusing her. Not only that, she suddenly felt open, vulnerable.
You could only get hurt if you cared—she’d learned that lesson many, many times—and fuck her if she didn’t care about this tall minty man.
She cared.
A hand touched her back and caused her to shiver.
At his touch, she slipped from the bed, landing on her feet in a move Cindy Clawford would have approved of.
Goddamnit.
Her heart was hammering in her chest as she now faced the door to the bathroom, her back turned to him.
She stared at the white surface in front of her and crossed her arms, swallowing hard.
She’d been abducted from Earth, leaving everything she knew behind. She’d found herself in the arms of a man she hardly knew anything about, but who drew her to him in a way she never knew was possible. And…she was falling for him.
Falling for him!
And he wanted her too…or didn’t. She didn’t really know.
It could just be the heat. His actions could just be spurred on by his need to mate.
“I should go.” His voice sounded tortured this time, and closer, as if he’d taken a step toward her.
Maybe he didn’t know it, but he was playing with her feelings.
“Then why don’t you!” She spun on him only to have the breath lodge in her throat.
He suddenly advanced, pressing her back into the door behind her.
His body pressed against hers as she glared up at him, her breaths coming hard.
He planted both arms on either side of her as he leaned down, his dark eyes on hers.
“Because,” he said, “despite that it’s the right thing to do. I can’t seem to leave you alone, Keh-reh-nah.”
He leaned down farther. “I told you…there are only two things I want to do…”
Kerena gulped but her gaze never wavered from his. “And what’s that.”
“Qef,” he said as he moved his hand to her throat, grasping it lightly. “And kill.”
Fuck.
This should turn her off. It really should.
A tall, powerful alien had his hand around her throat and he just told her, without mincing his words, that he felt like killing something…but the only thing she could focus on was his first word.
For he’d just said he wanted to fuck her…and right now, she wanted him to do just that.
27
Ajos’ mouth crashed into hers as she went on tiptoes to meet him.
The groan that rumbled from his chest vibrated against hers and he took her into his arms, his palm settling on each side of her ass cheeks as he lifted her off the ground to plant her back against the door.
She couldn’t breathe as she cradled his head and pulled him toward her, the kiss deepening into something more than a kiss, something feral, something full of need.
Her hands settled on the fleshy fin at the back of his head and it pulsed against her fingers.
She stroked it, and Ajos groaned deep into her mouth.
For some reason, the door behind them opened and they stumbled into the bathroom, but Ajos held her fast, and she was mildly aware that they ended up in the shower stall.
Her back was pressed against the wall again as he pressed her to him.
One of his hands found its way into her hair as he held her head and almost painfully, he broke their kiss, panting as he looked down at her.
“Shower,” he said and Kerena blinked at him.
He wanted her to shower now? But before she could open her mouth, water began raining down on them.
Ajos pressed her against the wall some more, securing her there as he stripped out of his shirt.
His pants went next and he used his legs to kick them off his feet.
The entire time, he watched her, those dark eyes of his seemingly seeing everything and Kerena bit her lip as her gaze fell down him.
The shadows of the forest had only hidden his magnificence.
His hard chest heaved and when her fingers touched the lines of muscles there, his breath hitched in his throat.
The more she touched him, the more he groaned, till she felt something brush against her slit.
It was hard, wet, the tip smooth and Kerena’s eyes fluttered a little at that one touch, that one promise of more to come.
His body was tense as he allowed her fingers to explore him and when Kerena met his gaze once more, it felt like she could drown in the intensity of his gaze.
Slowly, he let her slide down him till she was on her feet. And they were facing each other.
The water from the shower sluiced down them both, soaking her hair and dress and wetting his brilliant skin.
She let her eyes fall, straight to the thing she’d felt earlier, and her lips opened a little at the sight of it in daylight.
It was white. His cock was white.
A stark contrast to his skin, it stood out like a beacon.
Big. White. Thick. And smooth.
There was a slit in his groin, like a pocket that it extruded from and at its base, his balls looked swollen and firm.
His cock jerked at her attention as she reached out to touch it, but she didn’t get a chance to.
Ajos grabbed her hand, his chest still heaving.
“You first,” he said and before she could answer, he was kneeling before her.
His hands
