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asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Of course I do. I studied your language on
the way here. A human kiss is when you press your skin to another.
It is the same as on our world. We brush against a female to show
affection and to mark her,” he growled. “I am marking you as mine,
so other males will know my intentions.”
“You know what?” Kali said, tilting her head
to the side and staring up at him in amusement. “You may have
studied the language, but you don’t have a clue about the
meanings.”
“Then tell me,” he demanded.
*.*.*
Razor’s eyes narrowed in frustration as he
tried to understand what was going on. Since he first met this
human female his mind and body had been acting illogically. He
couldn’t focus and just the thought of her lips against his were
enough to send his body spiraling out of control.
He hadn’t had to seek relief by his own hand
since he was an adolescent. Three times! Three times in the past
week since he was healed, he had found the need to relieve the
pressure from his loins. He thought seeing her, confronting her,
would help him control his raging desires. Instead, he was more
perplexed now. His frustration grew when she muttered under her
breath before stepping closer to him.
“Oh hell, I have totally lost my frigging
mind.” Her softly spoken words echoed in his ears.
He was about to ask her what she meant
before he became lost in the rush of heat sweeping through him as
she ran her hands over his shoulders and rose on her toes to press
her lips firmly against his. His lips parted as she moved her mouth
against his at the same time as she touched her tongue to them. The
moment he opened for her, she pressed forward winding her arms
tightly around his neck.
A deep moan escaped him as she splayed her
hands through his short hair and pulled him closer. His arms
tightened around her as he pressed her body along the length of his
larger form. He needed to get closer to her. He needed to feel her
under him. He needed to be in her.
A shudder escaped him when she changed the
kiss to a slower more exploratory one. If he thought he understood
humans based on the documentation that had been recorded over the
past six years, he realized he was sadly misinformed. Nothing she
was doing had been in the recordings. Nothing that he was feeling
when they touched made sense to him.
He started to protest when she slowly pulled
back. His hands slid down to her ass and lifted her up against him.
He buried his face in the curve of her neck as she wrapped her legs
around him. Taking a step forward, he pressed her back against the
metal upright beam again.
Raising his head so he could look into her
eyes, he lifted one trembling hand to thread his fingers into her
short straight hair. Never before had he felt such an explosive
reaction to a female. The primitive feelings of possessiveness, the
need to mark, his need to claim her burned like the hottest star
inside him.
“You are mine, Kali Parks. I claim you as my Amate, ” he growled in a voice laden with desire and need
before he captured her lips again.
Chapter 10
“Let her go,” a low, furious voice snarled
from out of the darkness.
Razor stiffened as he partially turned. He
kept one arm wrapped protectively around Kali as he glared over his
shoulder at the male who stood in the doorway of the roof access.
His eyes narrowed on the weapon in the male’s hand. He released a
dark growl of warning and flashed his sharp teeth.
“Jason! What are you doing here?” Kali
hissed in surprise as she looked over Razor’s shoulder.
“Trying to keep you from making the biggest
mistake of your life,” he snapped. He jerked his head at the huge
Trivator that still held her. “I told you to let her go.”
“He’s right. You’d better let me go,” Kali
whispered with a chagrined sigh. Razor’s head snapped around so
fast that she jerked back in surprise, hitting the back of her head
on the metal beam. “Ouch! Damn it.”
“Kali,”
“Of course I do. I studied your language on
the way here. A human kiss is when you press your skin to another.
It is the same as on our world. We brush against a female to show
affection and to mark her,” he growled. “I am marking you as mine,
so other males will know my intentions.”
“You know what?” Kali said, tilting her head
to the side and staring up at him in amusement. “You may have
studied the language, but you don’t have a clue about the
meanings.”
“Then tell me,” he demanded.
*.*.*
Razor’s eyes narrowed in frustration as he
tried to understand what was going on. Since he first met this
human female his mind and body had been acting illogically. He
couldn’t focus and just the thought of her lips against his were
enough to send his body spiraling out of control.
He hadn’t had to seek relief by his own hand
since he was an adolescent. Three times! Three times in the past
week since he was healed, he had found the need to relieve the
pressure from his loins. He thought seeing her, confronting her,
would help him control his raging desires. Instead, he was more
perplexed now. His frustration grew when she muttered under her
breath before stepping closer to him.
“Oh hell, I have totally lost my frigging
mind.” Her softly spoken words echoed in his ears.
He was about to ask her what she meant
before he became lost in the rush of heat sweeping through him as
she ran her hands over his shoulders and rose on her toes to press
her lips firmly against his. His lips parted as she moved her mouth
against his at the same time as she touched her tongue to them. The
moment he opened for her, she pressed forward winding her arms
tightly around his neck.
A deep moan escaped him as she splayed her
hands through his short hair and pulled him closer. His arms
tightened around her as he pressed her body along the length of his
larger form. He needed to get closer to her. He needed to feel her
under him. He needed to be in her.
A shudder escaped him when she changed the
kiss to a slower more exploratory one. If he thought he understood
humans based on the documentation that had been recorded over the
past six years, he realized he was sadly misinformed. Nothing she
was doing had been in the recordings. Nothing that he was feeling
when they touched made sense to him.
He started to protest when she slowly pulled
back. His hands slid down to her ass and lifted her up against him.
He buried his face in the curve of her neck as she wrapped her legs
around him. Taking a step forward, he pressed her back against the
metal upright beam again.
Raising his head so he could look into her
eyes, he lifted one trembling hand to thread his fingers into her
short straight hair. Never before had he felt such an explosive
reaction to a female. The primitive feelings of possessiveness, the
need to mark, his need to claim her burned like the hottest star
inside him.
“You are mine, Kali Parks. I claim you as my Amate, ” he growled in a voice laden with desire and need
before he captured her lips again.
Chapter 10
“Let her go,” a low, furious voice snarled
from out of the darkness.
Razor stiffened as he partially turned. He
kept one arm wrapped protectively around Kali as he glared over his
shoulder at the male who stood in the doorway of the roof access.
His eyes narrowed on the weapon in the male’s hand. He released a
dark growl of warning and flashed his sharp teeth.
“Jason! What are you doing here?” Kali
hissed in surprise as she looked over Razor’s shoulder.
“Trying to keep you from making the biggest
mistake of your life,” he snapped. He jerked his head at the huge
Trivator that still held her. “I told you to let her go.”
“He’s right. You’d better let me go,” Kali
whispered with a chagrined sigh. Razor’s head snapped around so
fast that she jerked back in surprise, hitting the back of her head
on the metal beam. “Ouch! Damn it.”
“Kali,”
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