Page 88 of Kissed By the Alien
Lutan’s hand slides down my arm until our fingers twine. I stop babbling and just focus on breathing.
“We will walk, sholani.”
“That sounds perfect, Lutan.”
“Sholan,” he says.
“What?”
“You are my sholani and I am your sholan.” His face beams with pride.
I want to kiss him all over again, but I’m not sure how he’ll react when I tell him the news.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-TWO
LUTAN
Idrag myself through the embassy halls a few hours before dawn. Dirty, bloody, though the blood is not mine. I’m in a foul mood with no foreseeable end to it.
The second I enter my quarters, my sholani’s scent hits me full force, calming my nerves, my body, my soul. I cannot believe what a fool I was when I intended to turn her away. I did not understand that I am a better male with her in my life. That what happened with Narzan was not my fault. Not entirely. It will take time to fully accept his loss and my role in it, but I’ve begun to forgive myself, thanks to Lexi.
My sholani sleeps naked in my bed. A beautiful sight of which I will never tire. The covers have slipped to her shapely hips, exposing her bare back. As I kiss my way down the knots of her spine, my cocks press against my trou. I will not claim my sholani before she is ready, and certainly not while I’m covered in blood.
“Where are you going?” she asks as I head to the cleanser.
“My apologies. I did not mean to wake you.”
“I’ve missed you.” She sits up in bed, holding the sheet over her breasts. “Are you hurt? Is that blood on your arm?”
“I’m a warrior, Lexi. There will often be blood when I return. Though none of it is mine. This time.”
She sighs. “I worry about you.”
“The instructors at Izoran are the best in the universe. I do not make many mistakes.”
“I’d worry about you even if you sat at a desk all day crunching numbers.”
I return and sink my lips against hers, finding it very hard to pull away, but I do as my hand smooths down her face. “You’re cold, sholani.”
“Because there’s no one here to warm me, Warrior.”
“Ah, this is flirting, is it not?”
“A little bit flirting, a lot bit serious.”
“First, I shower.”
Knowing my sholani awaits me in my bed, naked and eager to take my cocks, I scrub the blood and grime from me as fast as I can. As I toss my hair and horns back under the stream of water, a hand moves over my chest. A second hand goes lower.
“Lexi?”
“I’m not a patient woman.”
“I like that about you.”
“Since when?”
“Since the moment your hand gripped my mating cock.”
