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His head has straightened again - I can tell because I can feel his ragged breath in my hair. “You are… very soft,” he murmurs, sounding almost transfixed. I lean back further into him and I swear I can feel his heart beating a mile-a-minute at my back. “You should not be so… uncovered,” he leans down to tell me, his breath now tickling the patch of skin behind my ear. “Such a soft female should never be left so vulnerable.”
“I think that’s the whole point to a place like this,” I tell him, my hands leaving his movements, allowing him to continue gently mapping out the hills and valleys of my body on his own. I find myself reaching up and back, my hands blindly locating his big, ridged horns and smoothing up before wrapping my fingers around one of them.
“Fuuck,” the Xavia
His words are spoken so closely to my skin, I can feel the brush of his lips on my neck. And somehow, it all feels so terribly erotic all of a sudden. I don’t know if I’m ru
Is that a crazy thing to say?
Probably. All the aliens I’ve encountered have treated humans as pets at best, and disposable things to own and use at worst.
Still, this big guy came busting in here to save my life and now he’s acting like this?
Maybe there’s something wrong with me. Maybe I’m stupid to be horny right now, but I don’t think I could stop myself from grinding my ass back on that man even if I wanted to.
My Xavia
The words are spoken into the side of my throat where I feel a gentle graze of his teeth.
“Well, well, well, what’s going on in this dark corner?” comes a voice to our side.
I don’t know if the guy I’m sitting on is just lightning quick, or my reflexes are just too damn slow, but by the time I look to see who had spoken to us, he’s already pointing one of his blaster-guns at the newcomer.
To the new guy’s credit, he doesn’t seem to react in the slightest. He’s another Xavia
“I swear to all four Goddesses, if you scare off this female, I will not hesitate to pull the trigger, Za
The other Xavia
“Za
This ‘Za
“Shit!” My guys hisses, releasing me and covering his mouth with his hand.
I shift in his lap to look back at him. “You have fangs?” I ask, genuinely curious because I didn’t notice them before at all. But then another part of information dropped by his brother rings in my ears. “You’re a Prince?!”
“Prince Kiahn of the Northern Principality, to be precise,” Za
“I am not purchasing this female,” ‘Prince Kiahn’ hisses from behind his hand. “I came here looking for you, you giant drak-shit! But she needed help.”
Za
“He was,” I feel compelled to say, feeling tiny sitting at this booth that’s stuffed uncomfortably close with both these huge males. “He saved me from a group of Yoxxarii.”
Za
I look around too.
Oh, shit.
They’re gone.
And my knight in tight pants didn’t follow them out!