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‘It’s clear,’ he announced, strolling past her. ‘Good night,khamila.’
His resolute farewell and pensive expression didn’t leave room for further protest, and she stepped inside. Their eyes locked as she sidled past him and stayed that way even as the door slid shut.
She stood there, motionless for a few moments, wondering whether to call out after him. All she could feel was her chest rising and falling and her breath catching in the weighted space between them.
Finally, she heard his impossibly light footsteps trail down the corridor and away from her.
Only then did she run through the suite and fling herself onto the sumptuous bed. She burrowed under the covers and curled herself tightly. Then, shutting her eyes, she placed a trembling hand over her wildly beating heart.
Who was she kidding?After the evening she’d had, sleep would be an impossible, unimaginable effort.
4
A Glimmer In The Fabric Of His Dark
Kainan
The tall Edenite strode away from The Sable Group’s guest suites gritting his teeth.
It took all of his barely controlled power not to snap around, kick down her door and wrap Selene up in his arms.
Fokk, she was beautiful.
That hair, those eyes, that mouth. That mind.
From the moment he’d spotted her on the landing pad on Dunia, he’d felt an incredible pull towards her.
Although he’d seen her before in surveillance footage and on holo media reports, these glimpses paled into insignificance when compared to the real woman.
She’d been such a vision against the deep emerald backdrop of the wild forests surrounding Zulu One that he’d faltered mid-step, almost stumbling down his craft’s air bridge on the orbital pad.
He’d been with many women, but he couldn’t remember when he’d ever reacted to any of them so strongly or viscerally in his entire life. It took all he had, every moment in her presence, to fight the urge to lean in, take a sip of her sweet lips, and get lost in the vortex of her dark, flashing eyes.
To sink his hands into her overflowing curls and mould her voluptuous body to his.
To drive his body into hers and get lost in her lushness.
He sensed she also felt the intense attraction between them, and his lips twitched with amusement at how much she tried to resist it—even this evening.
She was brave, vibrant, spirited and dynamic. Her determination to fight for her people was admirable, and her fearlessness in asking for what she needed from him and his brothers was brassy as all fokk. She was a vision of rare beauty and intelligence that tore through his every fibre. He hadn’t expected her to be so self-assured, and her strength, humour and seductive energy washed waves of heated lust racing over his body, culminating in his cock.
She didn’t hold back her feelings or thoughts either. Instead, they danced across her expressive face in a kaleidoscope of emotion.
Yet, despite the unmistakable heat between them, nothing could come of it. Selene Munene was a wildly enticing tornado that he couldn’t let himself become twisted in.
Deep in his spirit, he felt that the moment he kissed her, it would instantly unite their souls.
Even if all barriers and decorum were set aside, there was no hope for the electric storm brewing between them. His very nature forbade it. His every filament dictated it.
The injustice of it all welled in inside him. It ate at his soul - reminding him how much he’d always longed for true intimacy and a small family to call his own.
Though they’d tried their best, his carers at the orphanage had never been able to fulfil those needs. He’d always felt like an outsider, adrift in a sea of strangers.
His loneliness had shifted slightly when he’d decided to make friends with a new group of boys, also orphans. For the first time in a long time, Kainan had felt like he belonged. They became his closest allies, accepting him for who he was. Over time they became each other’s anchor and world.
Those same friends followed him into the Eden Guards, where he’d grown in confidence and even become a battalion leader.
But still, his young heart had struggled to accept that he had no blood family, especially after he and his fellow brothers had their collective world upturned in the worst way possible. So for several years, after escaping his worst nightmare after landing on Eden II, he’d lived in a fog of mental and emotional agony, his soul aflame with bitterness, stoked by pain.
