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Shit, shit, shit.
So much for her Plan A.
Only one other option remained.
Emilia pulled back just enough to gain momentum and jabbed her knee in his groin.
CHAPTER 8
THAT WAS UNEXPECTED
Finally something that the info on Terrans has gotten right.
Lia’s intention to attack had been clear to read in her eyes as well as in the shift in her stance. Still, had Dargus not read about Terran females’ most typical self-defense move, his balls and primary cock would be in agony now.
As it was, his thick thigh cushioned her knee once Dargus had diverted Lia’s attack with one hand. His other hand twisted the pulser out of her grip. He caught a glimpse of her stunned expression as he spun her around using a wrist hold. With her arm immobilized behind her back, Dargus had the control he needed to bend her over the cooking island and immobilize her lower body as well.
And also bring his groin in direct contact with her ample bottom.
Fruck.
She stilled underneath him, and he quickly released her, embarrassed at the move he had used.What were you thinking, Dargus?
The truth was that he hadn’t been thinking. At least, not with his brains. When Lia had gone all seductress on him, his blood had rushed south as if he were some untried youth.
“Sorry, Lia, that was… inappropriate. I–”
She issued a battle cry like some enraged guat’chiko and came at him with a left hook. Again, Dargus saw the move coming a mile away and blocked it. Just like he did the uppercut Lia aimed at his gut with her other hand.
She went for his neck next with the side of her palm. He caught her wrist and spun the persistent Terran around once more, this time using her own arms like a restraining jacket. He thus had her upper body immobilized against his chest – a position much more appropriate than the previous one.
Until Lia began struggling in his hold, which resulted in her soft teats rubbing against his forearms.
Fruuuck.
She must have realized the side-effect of her wiggling, because she stilled in his arms almost immediately.
“That’s better–”
Her bare foot stomped down on his booted one at the same time as she hit him in the chin with the back of her head. While the first move did nothing but tickle his foot, the second made Dargus check with his tongue whether she had loosened a tusk.
That’s it.
He caught her wrists halfway into a jab and a cross to his gut, before Lia could hurt her delicate knuckles in his hard vest. He backed her into the cooking island, tapped twice with his tuft to lower the island halfway, and got the crazed female on top of it. A grip on her wrists on either side of her hips pinned her upper body in place. His tail took care of her legs with a single twist around both ankles, after her backward momentum had sent those up on either side of his waist. Dargus had thus ensured she would stay put until she calmed down.
He had also ensured his groin would be in direct contact with the heat between her thighs.
Three, help me…
Dargus looked down. He simply couldn’t help himself.
Her skirt had ridden up during their senseless scuffle, revealing more of her long and creamy legs all the way to the apex of her thighs. Between those thighs lay a thin-looking piece of fabric in Dargus’ second favorite color after orange. That red cloth and his thick trousers were the only thing standing between his rock-hard primary cock and her cunt.
Lia going still in his hold was what got him out of his lustful haze.
What the fruck has gotten into you, you beast!
“Will you stop with this nonsense already?” Dargus asked, voice husky with desire the likes of which he hadn’t experienced before. So out of nowhere, so overwhelming that he could barely control himself. He had to let Lia go and soon, before the scent of her from this close drove him to madness.
