He moved his left leg over Pari as well, pinning her.
The beast drew closer and sniffed at them.
Pari’s breathing picked up, and she tried to burrow as close to her shield as she could. “Don’t eat me, don’t eat me, don’t eat me.”
“You’re awakesssk!”
Pari’s breath came in short pants, and she tried to get closer to the man holding her. She didn’t care if he was an alien.
Clickety, clickety, click, click, click…
Pari trembled against Bondrah and shut her eyes tight again. Was the thing going away?
Wait a minute. Her eyes opened.Did it just talk?!
There came a soft thud, and she wondered if the thing had wandered off.
She lifted her head, still wrapped up in a tangle of Bondrah’s limbs, and tried to see where the thing had gone. There was no sign of it. Had it gone behind the curtains again?
She looked at the door. It was wide and tall and probably big enough for the beast to go through. Is that where it went?
Pari slumped in relief. It was gone, and that’s all that mattered. She rested her head in the crook of Bondrah’s arm and tried to calm her breathing.
She picked up a scent, sniffed once, twice, and realized her unconscious protector smelled… she sniffed again. Like cookies?
Her eyebrows shot up. “What?”
He made a male sound, deep in his throat, and held her tighter.
Pari was trapped. “Oh, no.” She tried to squirm out of his hold, but he held her fast. “Bondrah?”
He didn’t move.
“Bondrah Miah?”
Nothing.
She sighed. Now what was she going to do?
Pari tried to get comfortable. She could attempt to wake him, but if this was a drug-induced sleep, that wasn’t going to work so well.
“C’mon, big guy, let go.” She tried to extract herself from his hold again, but he made another sound, and pulled her tighter against him with his leg, his arms tightening at the same time.
“Oh, come on,” she squeaked.
If he was shorter, she might be able to escape. But she was wrapped against a seven-foot-tall powerful alien male who obviously, even though unconscious, had no intention of letting her go. Any girl would kill to be in her position. Unfortunately for her, her current predicament didn’t lend itself to her immediate need.
“C’mon big guy, I gotta go. Where’s the ladies room? I promise I’ll come right back.”
No such luck. He wasn’t listening. Didn’t matter how much she talked anyway. He didn’t speak her language. Well, she’d just have to try something else and hope she managed to free herself. That spider monster about scared the pee right out of her, and if she didn’t get free soon, she was going to have a real problem on her hands.
“Please?” Pari tried again by attempting to pry one of his arms off, but it didn’t work. He frowned and tucked her against him tighter still.
“Oh, really?” she groused.
She tapped her toes against one of his legs.
He smiled in his sleep.