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And yet, the kiss had felt good, hadn’t it?

Better than good, I thought, smiling at the memory. I rubbed my arms where he’d stroked his fingers and recalled the firm and gentle press of his powerful hands to the back of my head and back, supporting me, holding me right where he wanted.

Right where I wanted.

I envisioned the press of his lips against mine, and the endless hunger and yearning he felt for me. I couldn’t help but fall into his insistent and urging need. He consumed me, and I consumed him in return.

It gave me goosebumps just thinking about it.

It was just a kiss, I thought. An explosion of light and color to my senses. So what would… other things feel like?

I shuttered the line of thought and forced it into a tiny box. Thinking like that wasn’t going to help anyone. Least of all me.

Thud.

Thud. Thud.

I approached the open window and peered down as the last of the well-wishers climbed into their pods and zipped off home. The party had ended about thirty minutes earlier. The stragglers were always difficult to get rid of. Kal bid the guests farewell and must have felt relieved it was all over.

All over.

It would soon be over for me too.

I wondered where the Changelings were. What was taking them so long? I’d done as they asked and they hadn’t responded. I checked the communicator the moment I returned to my room.

Still no word.

Nothing.

Maybe they would go back on their word. Maybe they would toss me aside after they got what they wanted from me. Why did they have to carry out their side of the deal? They didn’t.

I suddenly felt very alone. I’d been a victim ever since that bright light appeared in the sky, when they bottled me up in that pod, when they gave me this mission, and even more so now I had achieved it.

What would I do if they didn’t take me home?

I sniffed, the onset of tears burning hot at the back of my throat.

I had to be strong.

Look on the bright side.

Kal was a much kinder—and hotter—creature than the Changelings. He would take care of me. He would help me return home.

But what about my friends? I couldn’t just leave them here…

Squeak.

It was the groan of a wooden floorboard outside my door. A large shadow blocked the light on the other side.

It was him, I thought. Kal.

He was outside my chamber door and I was dressed in my slutty silk negligee. He might think I put this on just for him…

Which, of course, I would never, ever do…

Not ever…

I lay back on the bed and rearranged my hair and boobs. The negligee rose up my thigh, high enough to give him enough to imagine without being an outright hussy.

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