Page 67 of Sohut's Protection

This wasn’t logical, was it?

She didn’t like him…did she?

The alien licked his lips, his tongue moving slowly and as the air thickened between them, that bitch Libido woke up like a demon summoned.

It was when she looked at him in the eyes that she realized he’d been staring at her, watching her as her gaze followed the movement of his tongue.

She was going to do it, wasn’t she.

Moving toward him slowly, she paused just as their noses touched.

His eyes were still locked with hers and his breathing was coming a little bit faster, matching hers.

As she touched her lips lightly against his, his green gaze widened on hers and she almost pulled away, only, she found she couldn’t.

His arms encircled her, pulling her against him so hard, her mouth crashed against his.

They stayed like that for a little, lips unmoving.

He wasn’t kissing her.

Cleo blinked as the alien just stared back at her and it dawned on her that, possibly, he didn’t know how to kiss.

Fuck her.

What the fuck was she doing?

But the need growing between her thighs demanded that she continue.

Opening her mouth slightly, she touched her tongue against his lips and he stiffened against her, inhaling deeply.

His lips felt divine against hers and the kiss deepened on its own accord. He opened his mouth matching her movements and when their tongues met, he pulled her against him fully, groaning into her mouth.

One hand moved to cradle the back of her neck as he pushed her head back, the play of their lips making her breathless.

When he finally released her and they both took heaving breaths, she looked into those green eyes of his, a sort of fear growing in the pit of her stomach.

She had no idea what just happened or what it meant.

And what was more fearful was the look in his eyes…

There was a growing possessiveness there—the look you get when you discover something you had to have.

Only, he was looking at her.

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The rest of the night, she couldn’t sleep.

Not with him there and not after that kiss.

And despite that he should be completely exhausted from all that happened, he was wide awake.

As a matter of fact, he seemed to be completely revived and full of energy since their kiss.

For the remainder of the night, he watched her as she moved, tending to things within the cave.

He’d walked around touching everything, things she’d crafted like her food bowls and her fire pit, her roll of straw that was her mattress, her straw hat…

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