by Mel Teshco
Her head fell back before she could utter a protest as pleasure throbbed through the tiny bundle of nerve endings, leaving her writhing against the vibrations until an orgasm shot through her body, then another and another, a relentless pleasure that wouldn’t let up until Genesis was satisfied he’d paid his dues.
He released the kio kio with its vibrating tentacles, but she was too boneless and sated too care. She could only wind her arms around his neck when he lifted her into his arms and planted a kiss on her mouth.
The world revolved as he turned her around. One of his hands released her for a moment, allowing the water to take much of her weight as he reached for something. The kio kio? Her eyes widened. There was only so much pleasure she could take! But when he instead collected the fimordh she wasn’t quite sure whether to be relieved or disappointed.
He rolled it between his thumb and forefinger before looking down to her. “I never commended you on making use of the plants made available to you.”
“And I never thanked you for the book of plants, it was invaluable.”
He smiled. “I will be sure to let my father know. He spent many months transcribing all his knowledge onto those pages.”
“Your father,” she breathed. But of course! She’d listened raptly to her own father who’d talked about the three great kings, one of who was a genius botanist. Maddox Lek’hane. Genesis’ father. “I’d like to meet him one day.”
He nodded, his smile widening as he carried her from the water and up the stairs. “I would like that too. I’m sure you two would have a lot to talk about.”
It wasn’t until he’d bent to retrieve her dress and his pants, a grimace of pain etched into his face for a split second, that she recalled his injuries. “Put me down,” she whispered, horrified at her own selfishness.
But he’d already straightened and was striding through the hanging shield toward the fur when he murmured, “Indulge me. My body is close to healed…and I love nothing better than holding you close.”
Her heart pitter-pattered at his words. How could she argue?
Colin pulled his long body out from under the caltronian pelt as Genesis lowered her onto its soft thickness. The zadmet turned his back on them and proceeded to lick a paw while Genesis used his pants to dry her with slow, tender strokes.
She smiled and then blew out a contented sigh. She lifted a hand. Genesis flinched a little but didn’t pull back as she traced his nasty bruises, which had faded in the short interim since she’d last seen them. Whatever concoction his men had given him had sped up the healing process many times over.
Her throat dried. Just how severe had his injuries been to start with?
He might nearly have died and it’s all my fault.
She lifted her stare, her breath catching at the open adoration in his eyes. Wonder suffused her soul. She’d done nothing to deserve this man and everything to make him despise her. “You should hate me,” she whispered, echoing her thoughts.
“I could never hate my intended,” he stated calmly.
Helplessness for a moment chased away the awe. “But I’m not—”
“The shields don’t lie,” he injected. “They knew you were mine…knew you were my intended.”
He began to dry her off again, his hands gentling as he brushed over the soft skin of her belly. She pressed a hand over his, stilling the motion. She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and then blurted, “I’m not pregnant.”
Hell, despite his forgiveness, the reality was she’d failed him in every way, this was just another to add to the list.
His smile dissolved her unpleasant thoughts and somehow warmed her right through as he said, “We have plenty of time to make children, Sheehar. Besides, there is much I want to share with you before starting a family.”
Her hand clenched over his even as hope surged within. “I’m sorry I lied to you.”
He turned his hand so that his fingers clasped hers, his expression serious, intent. “I’m not. Not anymore.”
She pulled back, eyes going wide. “What?”
“I did a lot of thinking while I was injured. But I realized even before the accident that if you hadn’t lied I might never have brought my true mate—my intended—to my planet. He brought her hand up to his mouth and kissed her knuckles. “Now that would have been unforgiveable.”
Her vision misted. “How did I get so lucky?”
His thumb stroked over her knuckles, his eyes showing her all the love she could possibly want and then some. His voice came out husky as he asked, “Then I take it I’m forgiven for permitting my men to find your sister?”
She nodded, and it was as though a weight lifted off her shoulders when she said, “My sister is a big girl, she doesn’t need me coddling her anymore. She’s had enough of that with our parents.”
His smile as he straddled her was one she knew she’d never get tired of seeing. “You know I love you, right?”
About Mel Teshco
Mel Teshco lives in rural Australia with too many animals, too many children and not enough hours in the day to write!
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Also by Mel Teshco
Alien Hunger 1: Galactic Burn
Alien Hunger 2: Galactic Inferno
Carnal Moon
Discovering Sofia
Kallie Revealed
Lusting the Enemy
Moon Thrall
Something Wicked This Way Comes, Volume 1 anthology
Winged and Dangerous 1: Stone-Cold Lover
Winged and Dangerous 2: Ice-Cold Lover
Winged and Dangerous 3: Red-Hot Lover
Print books by Mel Teshco
Something Wicked This Way Comes, Volume 1 anthology
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Galactic Flame
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