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“Don’t write a check you can’t cash.”
“Something like that.” He releases me, gentling his fingers to rest at the base of my neck. His knuckles are sliding against the baby hairs there, sending goosebumps chasing across my skin. “I can’t give you my tongue. You know what it does, don’t you?”
I swallow, my eyes on his lips.
“An aphrodisiac?” Raina mentioned it, but the details are a blur. At the time, I was listening as a friend enjoying her entertaining tales. I would’ve taken notes if I’d known this mating call would happen to me next.
“I’m leaving tonight, in the hopes that I can complete the mission and meet the rest of you once you land on Station City. It would be purely evil of me to give my dose and abandon you,” he says. “Otherwise, there’d be no running from my tongue.”
Torrid visions of a long night spent in Kalla’s arms race through my mind.
I touch my swollen lips, wanting more. I had lost all awareness of our surroundings. It shouldn’t feel so comfortable to make out on top of a crate in a stuffy cargo bay, but Kalla supported my weight, kept my knees steady on his lap. These little details… He notices my comfort, wouldn’t allow me a single scratch from the sharp edges of the metal trunk beneath us.
He lifts me and places me on my feet, then stands up.
“You have to leave now?” I ask. Otherwise, he’d still be kissing me, right?
“If you keep looking like that and smelling like that, I won’t make it to the deck.”
“I-I do—”
“Your face is as pink as your tempting tongue,ti kori. You smell like you want me to rut you right now, and I have the urge to find out if your cunt is the same pretty shade.”
“I can’t help it,” I sigh, pressing the back of my hand to my cheeks for some cool relief. It’s warm in here because of the generator Raffa had mentioned, but I’m warm in all the wrong places for blaming that.
“I like it very much. I’d like to know whether I could turn your whole body pink if I drown you in erotic pleasures. I want to see all of you, learn all of you, until every response your body makes is mine to play with. Tell me, Kaye, is the hair between your legs red? Are your nipples pink too? These little brown freckles—” He taps the tip of my nose. “Will I find them elsewhere?”
“What about you?” I ask, summoning my voice back. “Is there a silver ponytail on your balls?”
He smiles a more genuine smile than usual, the laughter in it crinkling his eyes. I often find his smiles strained, maybe because he likes to make jokes about dark matters or tease me with a caustic tone. This smile is almost boyish, relaxed. I want to capture it in my heart forever.
“You’ll be in trouble when I return,” he says, the laughter in his eyes quickly turning to a predatory intensity.
“How long will it be?” I ask. “You were away for just intervals before. A single night. Will it be like that?”
“I can’t say,” he tells me, frowning apologetically. “The confrontation will be swift. But the aftermath… I may need to do other tasks to clean up the mess or investigate evidence. These boring deeds are just as much a part of my role when I’m working for the king rather than killing on contract for payment.”
“Please be safe,” I say, my heart pounding away. “I care about you, Kalla. I want you to know that in case—”
“In case what? I know you have reservations because of who I am, but if there’s one thing I’m good for, it’s coming out alive.” He leans down, the act requiring a bend so low he’s almost bowing to me.
He peppers kisses on my cheek, my forehead, the crown of my head. I lean into him, grasping his sleeve. The shape of his muscles beneath the fabric is hard to ignore.
“You’re making it very hard to leave,” he says. “What did I do to earn all this, hm? A day ago, you told me not to dare sniff your cunt without permission. Remember?”
“I think we both know I was being a little dramatic,” I murmur, embarrassed at the memory. “Maybe I should still be mad at you, but it didn’t take long to understand your decision when I learned more about your life. Anyways, I’m an empathetic fool. I don’t see the point of holding grudges. It only creates more hurt in the world. If I go around telling you not to seek revenge, then I should take my own advice.”
“I shall hold all your grudges for you, then.” He smirks. “I wouldn’t like anyone other than me getting away with your undeserved forgiveness.”
“Okay,” I say with a shaky laugh. “Deal.”
“Be good, little flame,” he says. “I better go before I change my mind about claiming you here and now.”
I release his sleeve and he reluctantly steps away. I watch him walk toward the door, noticing the way his shoulders are tensed and his fists are clenched.
When he’s gone, I take a minute to collect myself. I catch my breath, pat my fiery cheeks, and wonder what the hell I’m thinking by offering myself up to a man I hardly know. It’s been days.Days.
The way I should’ve seen this coming from lightyears away. I knew I was attracted to him—that much was undeniable. But I blinded myself with how angry I was about his behavior. My track record with forgiving men that may or may not deserve it is well established. So I should’ve known I’d forgive him quickly and then fall like a fool.
