Page 14 of Alokar
“Engaged to someone?”
“No.”
“Serious girlfriend?”
Ewok’s grin widened, revealing straight white teeth. “Other than my mother and sisters, there are no females in my life.”
“Gay?” I ventured, floating the only other logical explanation I could think of.
“Gay?” Deep confusion creased his handsome features. “I am happy most of the time, yes.”
I released a long, frustrated sigh, not knowing whether to feel relieved or even more bewildered. “Then you just don’t like me.”
Ewok’s calloused fingers caught my chin with surprising gentleness, tilting my face upward until I had no choice but to meet his gaze. “I like you very much, Hannah.”
“Then you don’t think I’m attractive?” I pressed, my voice barely above a whisper.
“I think you are the most beautiful female I have ever laid eyes on,” he said with such raw honesty that it made my heart stutter.
“Then why did you think it was inappropriate?” I breathed, my heart hammering against my ribs.
Ewok didn’t answer. He simply stared at me with those golden-brown eyes, his expression so hungry, so primal, that it looked like he wanted to devour me whole.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” I moaned in exasperation, and unable to endure the tension for another second, I wrapped my arms around Ewok and pressed my lips firmly against his.
Chapter 7
Ewok
I knew about kisses. My parents were huge fans of the concept. I’d even experienced a few myself, feather-light touches of lips along my cheeks or forehead from my mom and the other human females aboard theBardaga.
But this.
This was something spectacular and otherworldly.
Most of the species in the Alliance eschewed the touching of mouths, finding the practice primitive and disgusting.
They were idiots.
This was pure magic.
Hannah’s lips were velvety soft and deliciously warm against mine, moving with a tenderness that made my heart race. The scent of her breath fanning against my cheeks was intoxicating—like wildflowers after rain—and her taste was an addictive blend of sweetness and spice. Her body melted against me, her curves fitting perfectly against my frame, the soft swell of her breasts with their peaked tips pressing against my chest, igniting a fire in my blood that made my cock pulse with desperate need.
She moaned softly, a sound like music, and I felt the silken tip of her tongue trace along my lower lip, sending electricshivers cascading through my entire being. I followed her lead, my tongue meeting hers, and soon our tongues tangled together in a passionate rhythm, mimicking what I desperately wanted to do to every inch of her beautiful body.
Want.
I’d wanted a lot of things in my life. I wanted to escape the Gilese mining moon. I wanted to be a warrior like my dad, not the king I was destined to be. I wanted to destroy Yaard. But nothing in my existence compared to the blazing, all-consuming want I felt for Hannah. It burned through me like fire, a hunger so intense it threatened to devour me whole. Though I had only reached adulthood a week ago, every cell in my body instinctively knew the truth.
Mine.
Hannah was mine.
I wanted to join her in the pond, I truly did. The cuddwisg device worked even in water, so I would have retained my human facade. But the simple truth was that, as a Kerzak, I couldn’t swim, and the idea of her discovering that vulnerability embarrassed me. I wanted her to see me as a warrior and protector, strong and capable. I wanted her to crave my presence and touch with the same desperate intensity that I craved hers.
I wanted her.
I let my hands tangle in the silky cascade of dark hair at the base of her neck, the strands like liquid midnight between my fingers, and wrapping my other arm around her waist, pulled her into my lap. Hannah moaned softly, the sound vibrating against my lips, her arms around my neck tightening, her perfect bottom squirming atop where my cock strained painfullyhard. Then I caught it—the most intoxicating scent I’d ever encountered. Sweet and musky with just the faintest hint of spice, drifting up from between her thighs like an aphrodisiac. Her arousal.
