Page 70 of Kissed By the Alien
“I need to warm you.” I wrap the jacket around her and scoop her into my arms.
“Where are we going?”
“Where you’ll be safe.”
“Home?”
I’m not convinced she’s safe there. And I want to make sure she gets the attention she deserves.
“Not yet, my sweet Lexi. We’re going to the embassy. Call me a selfish male, but I wish to hold you all night.”
Her cold cheek presses against my chest. The weight of her in my arms, the warmth of her breath striking my bare skin, invigorate me. Nothing makes me feel as alive as holding her, of knowing this precious female is mine to protect.
“I’m tired, Lutan. So tired.”
“That’s because you spent the night outside in the freezing cold practically naked without anything to warm you.”
“I want you to warm me.”
My drekking cocks stir. This isn’t the time to think of pleasure. “First, a hot shower, then I will wrap you in a dozen blankets.”
“Are we showering together?” she asks innocently.
“Are you intentionally tempting me, or does it come naturally?”
“I’m not sure I can stand up for very long.”
She sounds incredibly tired. I’m realizing I’m exhausted, too. It’s been a long day and the rush of adrenaline has depleted my energy.
“I’ll put a chair in the shower, for you,” I say as I kiss her forehead. Touching her, knowing she’s safe, gives me the strength I need.
“Or we can go to sleep. With your arms wrapped around me,” she suggests.
I crane my neck to see her face. Her smile is as wide and genuine as the first time she flirted with me.
“Youaretempting me.”
“You’re hard to resist. And you rescued me, so that entitles you to a reward.” She tries, unsuccessfully, to stifle a yawn.
“Warriors do not work for rewards.”
Her hand slides under my leather vest, her fingers caressing my pecs. They’re so cold. What if I’d arrived any later?
“Your horns, Lutan...”
“I’m upset. Not with you. With myself.”
She weaves a hand through my hair and gently massages my pleasure nodes. “Please, Lexi, I don’t deserve your touch.”
“I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for me. Call me a selfish female, Lutan,” she says, mirroring my words of a few minutes ago. “I wish to hold you all night.”
When I open my mouth to tell her she’s mine to take care of, and she should rest and heal, her lips cover mine. The kiss is sweet, soft, not full of energy, but full of heart.
“Please don’t go, Lutan. I’m afraid, I mean... please don’t leave me alone. Not tonight.” A wipe the tear that escapes her eye.
“I’m yours, Lexi, for as long as you need me.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
