Page 44 of Stranded with the Alien

God he was a bastard.He’d deliberately pissed her off. Goddam psychological bullshit. She wanted to hit him. She wanted to scream at him and claw his face off. She wanted to…

She kissed him.

She didn’t know why. She wasn’t intending to and she certainly hadn’t planned it. But the cauldron of emotions seething inside her – rage, resentment, fear for her life – welled up until she thought she was going to implode. She needed an outlet.

So she kissed him.

It was an angry kiss. A kiss borne out of fury and frustration. A desperate bid to feel something other than helplessness.

To feelalive.

Vahn reeled under the hard press of her lips and fought to steady himself. Her angry kisses were arousing him in a way he didn’t think possible.Vannla’s Sword.What he wouldn’t give to turn this little human’s rage into desire.

But the shame of what he’d done to her the last time they kissed was still etched into his memory.

“Kara, stop.” Vahn gently disengaged. “What are you doing?”

“Trying to forget we’re dying.”

“You hate me, remember?”

“And you hate me.”

“So why are you doing this?”

“Because right now, I’d rather feel hate than nothing at all.”

She kissed him again. Softer, this time. More seductively. Her hands stroked over his chest and abs, finding the gap below his T-shirt. His scales were smooth and warm beneath her curious fingers.

Vahn tried not to react but her tentative exploration was hard to ignore. When the tip of her tongue swept his bottom lip, his resolve was severely tested.

Zandarr’s Fountain.He wanted to pin her down and explore every inch of her tiny human body. Pin her down and run his serpetri all over her. Pin her down and make her…

He jerked away again.

“Kara, we cannot.”

“Why? It’s not as if you haven’t kissed me before.”

“I was delirious. And I performedfarnorfor forgiveness.”

“You won’t need forgiveness this time.”

She wound her arms round his neck, making it harder for him to pull away. He still refused to respond to her kisses but his reticence only inflamed Kara more.

She pressed herself along the length of his body, molding her curves to his muscular form.He’s so much bigger than me,she thought breathlessly.He could crush me if he wanted.Heat rushed through her core and thundered in her ears.

She hooked a leg over his thigh, rubbing against him with a delicious friction that sent shivers down her spine. The thundering grew louder.

Vahn pushed her away and held her at arms length.

“Stop,” he said hoarsely.

“I don’t want to.”

“Just stop. Listen.”

Reluctantly, she did as he asked. It took her a few seconds to realize the thundering she heard wasn’t the blood rushing through her veins. It was coming from outside. She stared at him, mystified.

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