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I turn my head as he bends to pull his pants up. My cheeks warm at the thought of him catching me checking him out. Though, he did admit to reading up on human pleasure, so maybe I shouldn’t worry about it.

I shouldn’t have let my mind wander down that road. Now I can’t stop thinking about how good it felt to ride his fingers. How natural losing myself to him came to me. Especially when the orgasm he milked me from was the strongest I’ve ever felt.

Instead of just my cheeks warming, now my core is pulsing with heat. His body goes rigid while he pauses what he’s doing. Then he slowly turns, his eyes a burning green when they lock on mine.

“You should stop thinking whatever it is you’re thinking about.” His voice is low and raspy. “Otherwise, I’m going to have a hard time keeping my hands off you.”

Maybe I don’t want you to.

I bite my lip as soon as I think it. I hope he didn’t hear that. He said he blocks me out when he doesn’t have permission to listen in on my thoughts. I trust him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

He tilts his head and inhales deeply through his nostrils. “Yeah, you do.”

I melt back into the mattress, wishing it could swallow me whole. How did I forget he can smell when I’m turned on? “That’s an unfair advantage. Not all of us have superior senses.”

“I wouldn’t be superior if everyone else did.” He slides under the covers beside me, warmth radiating from his body.

I pat around the bed between us. “Is the bed going to be big enough for you, your ego, and me?”

He flashes one of his rare full smiles, drawing my attention to his pointed incisors. “I’m glad you’re feeling well enough to joke with me.”

“Who says I was joking?” I roll onto my side before I think better of it and wince at the sharp pain in my ribs.

His demeanor changes instantly. He sets his hand over my hip, gently pushing me onto my back again. “Should I call Hyva?”

“No.” I take a slow breath. “I’m okay, just forgot I shouldn’t lay on that side.”

“When I find who did this to you, I’m going to tear them apart. Limb from limb until they beg for mercy which they will never receive.”

“That’s intense.”

“My desire to keep you safe is intense.”

When our eyes lock it feels like all the air has been sucked out into space. It’s just him and me connected by an electric current of attraction. The way that I crave him, the call to be near him is confusing. When I’m healed, before I decide where I’m going to, I know one thing for certain. I’ll be fucking Raiz Asterean until we get whatever this is out of our system.

He turns to shut off the lights, breaking the gaze held between us first. With that freedom I can breathe again. I let my eyes drift closed, knowing regardless of the danger I face, I’m safe as long as he’s by my side.

CHAPTER21

RAIZ

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The sound of Neev sleeping beside me eases all the strain from the past few days. Listening to her joke with me was a balm to my soul. The thrumming from my chest started quickly after she dozed off, and I believe the continued vibration and sound are helping soothe her into a peaceful sleep.

I indulge my instincts and move my body closer to hers, allowing the heat from our bodies to be shared between us. Someday soon we’ll share more than a bed. I might not have any certainty about our future, but I do know she wants me. Every time she looks at me, desire scents the air.

It makes me want to bury my face between her legs and taste every inch of her body. I want to memorize every swell, every fold, every hole. I want to drown in her juices. The book I read on human pleasure was a wealth of knowledge, from sex organs to procreation. I might know more about her body than she does.

Knowing that I’ll be the first male to be with her makes me want to beat my chest in the most depraved, primal way. My cock hardens at the thought. I reach down, squeezing it tightly and willing it to relax back down. She’s not in a position to even be considering fucking. I have to remember to take care of her first, physical release comes last.

A whimper draws my attention to her face where her eyebrows are pushed together. Her body shakes as she whines and shakes her head slightly. I watch concerned as her eyes move back and forth behind her eyelids. I don’t know what to do but cup her cheek out of instinct and whisper her name.

She doesn’t respond, just keeps shaking beside me.

“Neev,” I say a little louder this time as a tear rolls down her cheek. “Wake up.” My chest tightens as I catch the tear with my thumb and wipe it away. Zeahirians don’t leak from their eyes when they’re sad like humans do.

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