He obeyed with a smirk, his lean muscled body arching above her, his hips slamming into her own, and his cock deeper into her core.
Selene could hardly hold on with her hands, so she wrapped her thighs around his centre, barely able to keep up with his brutal, bucking strength.
He pulled back his head and stared down at her, and she felt her head spin, drawn into the sapphire and gold galaxy of his gaze that cut straight through to her heart.
‘Harder,’ she urged him, pushing up and closing her eyes against the swirling storm, losing herself to the thrust of his hips.
She felt her orgasm build higher and higher, and then it thundered over and inside her.
Kainan shook above her as his body gave in to the churning sensation.
Just like they did every time, their lips found each other, and they nipped and sucked at each other while Kainan slicked in and out of her slowly. They came down slowly off their sensual high. Until spent, he rested his brow against hers.
She wrapped her hands around him and rubbed her lips softly against his shoulders. He reciprocated with small soft kisses of his own.
Blissed out, she turned towards the view outside of nebulas streaking past Eden II and felt an avalanche of emotion.
‘I love this,’ she said softly. ‘Lying here with you, looking over the ridge to a sky streaked with stars. I could easily stay here with you, in this place, forever.’
Suddenly, Kainan stilled. His muscles locked.
Then he rose abruptly, and she felt a rush of cool air as his body left hers. He rolled onto the bed beside her, his chest heaving.
She blinked, puzzled. Since their first time together, they’d always spent long moments after their lovemaking in each other’s arms, reluctant to part. However, this sudden withdrawal was new and unlike him.
He abruptly knifed himself upright and strode out of his chamber into his large-sized bathroom. Then the doorway between the two rooms slid shut behind him.
Selene sat there, stunned. Moments went by before she scrambled for one of Kainan’s robes at the end of the bed, wrapping it around herself. She heard the head turn on moments later and the splash of falling water. She wracked her brain, trying to understand his sudden departure.
Her heartfelt confession at the end!Had that spooked him? But hadn’t he, too, been saying sweet nothings all week?
Confused, she rose to her feet and traversed the space into the bathroom. The door slid open.
There he was, in all his physical magnificence, the shower jets cascading over the gigantic planes of his body in a silken waterfall. One powerful arm was stretched out and leaning against the shower wall—the other hung by his side.
This wasn’t the confident lover who’d just given her so much pleasure. Instead, the supple flow of his large muscled body seemed somewhat slumped, in some form of defeat.
His body jerked at the sound of her entry, but he didn’t look up. His long hair fell like a dark curtain over the side of his face, hiding his features.
She approached him and touched him gently. Only then did he push the hair from his eyes and look up to meet her gaze.
‘You OK?’ she asked, running her fingers along his arm.
He nodded roughly, pulling away from her touch. She immediately froze.
He didn’t say anything for a long moment. At last, he turned over the head, and the shower stopped. Leaving only the sound of water dripping to the floor.
Then he took a deep breath, then spoke very slowly and carefully. ‘The thing is, Selene, I don’t doforever. It’s not what this is.’
A maglev train hit her right in the centre of her solar plexus.
She stared at him long enough that he looked away.
A fit of irrational anger rose from deep within her and poured out heatedly.
Moments later, she turned, missing the glance he shot her and the flash of momentary sadness that followed.
Heart thumping, Selene took a step away, then another, until she found herself walking stiffly out of his chamber and slowly moving towards her guest room.