Page 11 of Angel Captive

She ran her fingers through my hair, letting out little mewls that set me on fire and the urge to plow into her fogged my mind.

I grasped her breast, tracing her nipple with my thumb until it grew taut under my touch. Her sigh of pleasure briefly broke my contact with her mouth at the same time, a chuckling nearby made me turn to the sound.

One of the guards stood watching us while he fisted his own erection. His reptilian eyes were hooded as he stroked himself like it was him touching her.

Disgusted with myself and him, I swore and jerked away from Riley.

She fell forward, catching herself at the last moment. Her eyes were still lust-filled, and her lips were swollen from my kisses. Even now, I still craved her, the taste of her. Everything. Except I couldn’t get attached to her. I couldn’t allow myself to get closed to her like that ever again. I growled and tried to calm myself from stalking over to her and ripping both our clothes off.

She blinked at me, her daze quickly turning into a frown. The guard grunted, putting his erection away and stalking off. Riley didn’t look at him, she kept her gaze on me. The disbelief and confusion on her face was too much to bear.

“Are you okay?” She took a step toward me.

I looked away from her, cringing on the inside of what she must think of me. Let her think I could turn off my emotions raged through me to take her and make her mine.

Let her misunderstand. Let her hate me. It was better for both of us.

7

Riley

What in the actual fuck?One moment, I’m kissing a god with magic hands and the next...nada. He went from wickedly hot and steamy to freezing cold and on the other side of the cell like I was diseased.

Okay, so I got that the Roulex here wanted us to mate and I wasn’t interested. I didn’t even know this alien and yet I had lip locked with him and been revved up in no time. Had I been drugged with some sort of hormonal medicine that was making me weird? He had been as excited as I was, except he’d stopped. Did he have a guilty conscious like he knew something was wrong?

I shook my head. Whatever the reason it felt like a cold slap. Besides, I didn’t need to get involved with a criminal or anyone in this fucking prison, I needed to get out. And I had all this energy with no one to use it with. I plopped down and started doing sit-ups.

After about twenty, the Roulex at the door stomped away. What was his problem? I shrugged. I had my own problems. I needed to know more about this place. Wouldn’t do me any good to reach the door mechanism and get it unlocked if we’d be swarmed by guards seconds later. I had to be smart about this and not driven by my emotions or the desire to run.

“How many guards are on duty?”

Xaden gave me a look like I’d asked him how many legs I had.

“Do you not know?” I placed my hands on my hips. Was he new here like me? “How long have you been here?”

“There are five guards at each end of the hallway. More on the upper levels as we are underground and not many ways out. The elevator also requires special access code that changes every morning.”

I whistled. “So, you have been paying attention.” Could I trust him though? He could still be playing me, getting me to lower my guard so he could seduce me again. Maybe they offered him a buyout, get me pregnant and they’d let him have his pick of other females to impregnate. My throat tightened at the thought. I squared my shoulders. If I just focused on business and not the feel of his lips on mine or how his hard body felt so right against mine, then we could get out of here.

“Right. How often do they change guards? Any weaknesses?”

His dark eyebrow arched, and I rolled my eyes. How many times had I practiced trying to do that in the mirror as a teen without any success.

“What is your deal?” I asked, my heart still pounding from the adrenaline of him kissing me, then turning to an ice statue a second later. Yet, I felt like he’d branded me. The memory of his kiss lingered, and I knew I’d never forget the feeling of his lips on mine.

“It is too dangerous for you to stay here.” He crossed his arms, his mouth that had been full and soft and on mine was now a grim line.

“Well, I’d love to leave so if you have the key, pass it on.”

“The Roulex will punish you if they discover we are not interested in mating.”

A pang hit my middle. Had something happened when we kissed? I mean I thought I was a good kisser, but with him tearing away from me and no longer showing interest, maybe I was wrong. Or did his species pick their mates by kissing... kinda like seeing if our chemistry worked well together. “So, I guess we’re not fated.”

“Fate does not matter,” he said in his no-nonsense tone that was really starting to irritate me. “The Roulex will torture until we give in. If we resist enough, they will simply move you to another male’s cell and bring a fresh female here.”

I really didn’t like the sound of that. Maybe it was our kiss, maybe it was him not raping me, but the idea of being in a cell with anyone else had bile surging into the back of my throat.

“Can’t we stall them? At least until I figure out how to get us out of here.”

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