Page 107 of Sohut's Protection

“You say it beautifully,” he finally said and it felt like the air crackled between them.

There was no warning.

One moment he was stripping her bare with his eyes and the next he was pushing her into the soft patch of vines he’d set her on.

A moan that she thought was internal turned out to be a very verbal one as his mouth met hers…and then she couldn’t breathe.

Breathing wasn’t important with the feel of his lips against hers.

Suddenly she wasn’t in the jungle anymore, she was somewhere else, somewhere safe and he was the reason she was there.

Wrapping an arm around his back, she pulled him closer as their kiss deepened.

This kiss was nothing like the many others they’d shared.

The way he kissed her it was as if he wanted to absorb her into himself.

Sohut groaned so deep, his entire chest vibrated against her as he pushed her head back into the leaves and, as if her body couldn’t get enough of what he was inciting within her, her legs wrapped around his tapered waist, pulling him into her.

At that moment, it felt like he was everything she needed.

The world didn’t matter anymore.

The jungle didn’t matter.

All that mattered was the fact that he was here now and the strange thing about it…it felt like he was always meant to be there.

She was his…and he was hers.

She didn’t know how long they’d been kissing for, only that when he finally broke away to take a breath, it felt like the sun had moved a little across the sky.

“Phek…” he muttered, taking huge gasps as he looked down at her. “Phek me.”

Yes, that sounded about right.

“That’s…” He began then trailed off. “You’re…”

Yep, that sounded about right too.

He leaned down again to rest his forehead against hers and, this close, his green eyes were like the most brilliant demantoids she’d ever seen.

“You can’t stay in this jungle,” he finally said. “We can’t wait around anymore. We need to go. We need to get to the Sanctuary.”

Cleo nodded.

She knew staying at the camp had been temporary.

“You can’t stay,” Sohut gulped and continued. “They know…”

Mild confusion made her search his gaze. “They know what? They who?”

“That spined creature was hunting me. With Wawa around, it wouldn’t have taken the chance to come close to you. It was after my scent.” He paused. “It was coming after me.”

Cleo blinked. Several thoughts, so many questions, rose in her mind.

In the process, she realized her legs were still wrapped around his waist, her skirt falling so her nakedness was plastered against him.

But as she tried to take her legs down, Sohut reached back and held them in place, a warning flashing through his eyes.

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