Page 9 of Alien Prince's Claim

She glanced up into my face again before looking away.

She was married and she couldn’t get pregnant.

That was the reason she was there.

I wondered what her husband thought of her coming here, if he had given his permission, and how he could have done such a thing to his mate.

I could never allow another male to lay with my female.

Just the thought brought a sour taste to my mouth.

Not that I judged this female — or her husband.

If you were desperate to have a child and there was no other way to have one, what wouldn’t you do?

Still, it was a high price to pay.

“I hope I can give you everything you wish for,” I said.

The female’s eyes faced the floor again.

I raised her chin and even when I looked into her eyes, she still did not look into mine.

I shut my eyes and pressed my lips to hers.

The kiss was warm… but awkward.

I attempted to push myself against her, but she retreated.

I raised a hand to the small of her neck but she placed a hand on my arm — not to encourage me, but to stop me.

I ran my tongue along her lips… but she did not reciprocate.

Her kisses felt mechanical and forced, and if there was one thing I felt uncomfortable with, it was being with a female who didn’t really want to be with me.

I broke the kiss and got to my feet.

“I’m… I’m sorry,” Gikha said. “It’s my husband… I… I can’t stop thinking about him. I’ve only ever… I’ve never… I mean, I’ve only been with him.”

It only made the situation worse.

Not only was she married and very much in love with her husband but she had never given herself to another male either.

Tears broke from her eyes and spilled down her cheeks. “I thought… I thought I could do this. But maybe… maybe I can’t…”

She looked so small and pathetic, with her thin arms wrapped around her elbows, clutching herself close.

I climbed onto the bed and sat with my legs on either side of her, hugging her from behind.

She resisted a little at first, thinking I was about to force her to do something against her will, but then relented when she realized I was only trying to give her a little support.

She shut her eyes and gently rocked back and forth.

Poor thing, I thought.

Desperate to have a child, and the only way she could do it was to break her marriage vows and cheat on her husband (even with his stamp of approval, it still clearly amounted to the same thing in her mind).

I couldn’t think of anything worse than her situation.

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