Page 106 of Captured By the Alien

“Well done. I think you might have won her over.”

“She is a formidable woman. I see now where you get your stubbornness from.”

“Are you kidding? That was her being nice. I can’t believe she gave her approval.”

“It’s only the first step, Kara. We still have much to decide and agree on in the accords.”

“But it’s happening. It’s really happening.” She wanted to hug herself. “I have a really good feeling about this. Everything’s going to work out.”

In retrospect, she probably shouldn’t have tempted fate.

Forty Seven

They lay in Vahn’s vast sunken bath which was big enough to swim in, soapy water up to their necks. Correction, thought Kara languidly as Vahn ran a sponge over her back,ourvast sunken bath. They had been living together for the past month and were enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet.

Since her mother’s arrival there had been nothing but chaos and hectic activity. Wedding arrangements and peace negotiations had run side by side and Kara didn’t know which were the most stressful.

The Chennai Accords had progressed exceptionally well, mainly because both Vahn and her mother had laid down clear expectations which the other side was willing to stick to.

The war-rooms of both planets were now being used for robust discussions about future relations. A trade deal was already on the cards and there’d even been talk of a permanent Earth embassy.

It was incredible to Kara that two species who’d been battling for so long could actually be so accommodating of each other. But of course, a large part of that was down to the goodwill engendered by their unique cross-breed romance.

There wasn’t a soul on either planet who didn’t know their story by now. Mortal enemies stranded together, facing untold dangers, and falling in love.

“It has Hallmark all over it,” said Kara smugly.

“There are some who think our experience is fake,” commented Vahn as he began to stroke cleansing milk through her hair. She tilted her head back, enjoying the touch of his fingers on her scalp. The scent of fresh jasmine drifted into her nostrils and she sighed happily.

“Forget the haters. We know what happened.”

“Yes. I tried to kill you. I’m quite glad I failed.”

“Quiteglad?” She turned to him teasingly. “I’mquiteglad you decided to fuck my brains out instead, snake-boy.”

He adopted an affronted expression.

“I thought the term ‘snake’ was a slur you never wanted to hear again?”

“From others, yes. But from me it’s a term of endearment.” She slid her hands down his chest and under the water. “And anyway, when I call you ‘snake-boy’ I’m not referring to your scales.”

He bit back a groan as her hand curled round his cock. She stroked it firmly and it swelled against her palm.

“You are a vixen,” he breathed, his eyes glinting. “I thought you were tired?”

“Never too tired for this.” She gave a wicked grin and ran her thumb over his sensitive tip. He opened his mouth to gasp and she covered it with her own, darting her tongue inside before nipping at his bottom lip.

He pulled her forcefully into his lap, sending a wave of water sluicing across the bathroom floor.

“Tormenting your Zhaal is a punishable offence, human,” he growled. “Your body is now forfeit.”

She wriggled away, slipping from his arms like an eel and presenting her back to him again.

“Not until you rinse my hair.”

Muttering under his breath, he obeyed her command, cupping his hands and scooping water over her tresses until they were clean. She could feel his rock-like erection pressing into her back and shivered with anticipation.

“Good boy,” she said mischievously. “Now let me do something for you.”

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