Page 32 of Orange Town
Roqs stopped talking.
“What is wrong little one?”
Roqs was the one who asked. Now he is looking at me with a frown on his face.
“N-nothing,” I stammered. How to ask which one of them is touching me with their leg?
“Nothing will hurt you,” Zirc said gruffly.
How strange Zirc can read my thoughts. Or maybe they can hear thoughts from other people?
“Your face is an open book,” Zirc said mildly. “Stop fidgeting.” Guess that answered my question if he can read minds. Still, I will not yet rule out that they can read minds.
Then another tail grasped my right leg.
Oh. I did not realize I was shaking my leg. A sign that I’m stressed.
Alien here. Though I can speak their language now, it’s stressful to know I’m the only female within the vicinity. It only sank in today. Where are the other females? Strength in numbers and all that. I’ve never been in a situation where I’m the only female. Not even in school.
I heard something clang. Zirc placed those small crystals that looked like diamonds on a copper like saucer.
Both tails released me and they both stood up. Towering over me.
“Come,” Zirc commanded. No hand to help me up. Like he’s expecting me to follow him at once.
Roqs followed Zirc without looking at me too.
I hurried after them. There could be danger.
I barely made it by sprinting towards the door that is closing on me. They did not slow down until we reached the door of our room at the hotel or is it an inn? But are we in the right room? This one seemed to be located on the other side of the inn.
As soon as I stepped into the room, Zirc grabbed my arm and threw me across the room.
What the hell -
I felt the wind, it was that fast. And I softly landed on the bed.
I bounced once, twice until my body settled. I think I can see birds twirling around my head. I heard a door closing. Followed by a lock.
Are we still in the same room? The bed is softer. Plus, it’s bigger. I looked to my right side. Roqs’ things are still here. Plus, one water jug. When did he retrieve it?
I think I’m okay now and ready to climb down this huge and tall bed. I think we’re about four feet higher. The two beds from last night are like regular beds and I can easily climb on them. What is their fascination with tall beds?
I heard a thump and a grunt.
I looked up and gasped.
I dare not breathe. Roqs and Zirc are locked in a tight embrace. Lips locked. Bodies moving against each other.
Oh.
I can clearly see their muscles bunching, their fronts plastered against each other. At some point when I entered the room and landed on the bed, Roqs lost his leather topcoat. Suddenly, the room feels too hot even though I can feel the breeze from the open windows. The curtains are pulled down, but the cool night air is seeping through its folds.
My eyes darted back to the two. Their reunion looks almost brutal. Must they do this with me watching? Probably yes. Where to hide?
I tried to go towards the end of the bed, but my body refused to move. My eyes glued to the action in front of me. I haven’t seen two men having sex, not even in movies. But there’s something about them. Something desperate between them that draws me in. Making my core wet from need.
Why can’t they be mates? They look so perfect together.
