she wanted to go to him and lick him, touch him, feel him. Everything!
Stopping before her, he lifted an eyebrow. “I told you I wasn’t harmed, that the blood was from those creatures and not me. You need to learn that we Droushanians do not lie, for any reason. It is completely pointless to do so. As for my appearance, it is who I am. I have no control over it.”
She felt her face go red and sighed. Yeah, talking wasn’t going to work. Leaning back in the sofa, she looked to Lukkis and gave a sad smile. “You should likely get cleaned up too, and then someone should show me where I will be sleeping tonight?” It was really very clear that Kraven didn’t want anything to do with her, so saying anything at this point would only hurt her more. No, it was best to let it go.
Lukkis was frowning at her, one of the strongest emotions that she’d ever seen from a Droushanian. His gaze darted to Kraven and then back to her again. Standing, he moved to Kraven and leaned in. All she caught was a low murmur, and Kraven began to frown slightly. Then he gave a jerky nod before Lukkis stepped back and went into the other room.
Kraven moved toward her and sat down on a low ottoman before her. “You are upset because of how I speak. Why?” he asked, staring at her in a pointed manner.
“It’s nothing that you did, Kraven. It’s me,” Eli admitted to him. “I feel things. Odd things around you and Lukkis, and I had begun to feel as if it is something it is not, and when you speak, it reminds me exactly where I stand. I’m an unknown. An unwanted, and I understand that now more than ever.” As if the first ten times getting turned away weren’t enough. She got it. Finally. She was seriously stupid, and she was just realizing it. She felt things for these males that they didn’t for her.
He was staring at her, unblinking, in an eerie manner that had her shifting in her seat. Then in the next instant, he had a hand wrapped around the back of her neck and his mouth was on hers. She was practically sprawled out in his lap as he feasted—the only word for it—on her mouth.
Eli didn’t move to begin with. She was far too shocked. However, it only took her a space of half a breath to begin to participate in the kissing. She touched him all over, squeezing his shoulders and then letting her blunt, short nails scrape over his chest lightly. Her body began to move on his, a dance as old as time built into the sensual being that seemed to have morphed from the backward and uncertain scientist who had sat there moments earlier. Now it was all about feeling, and by the Goddess did she feel!
He pulled her onto his lap to straddle his thighs. One hand, the one from her neck, was in her hair and held her head just so. The other was sliding over her back and up her ribs, his thumb brushing to the curve of her breast. And then he let out a growl, one that vibrated through every inch of her body, but seemed to center right at her core.
Eli pulled back from him and gasped. Goddess help her, but that growl had her coming, her pants-clad pussy rubbing roughly and eagerly against the evidence of this man’s desire. She couldn’t have stopped her orgasm had she wanted to try, and she sure hadn’t wanted to. After her keening sob, she went back to kissing and touching him.
He caught both her hands in his and pulled them up from the ties holding his pants closed. And he gentled the kiss, soothing her into a state of sexual bliss with just his mouth. “I was perhaps a little too forward,” he said, his voice husky and a lot deeper than before. “But you seemed to not understand just what you do to me, Elisabeth. You make me want more than I thought I could potentially have in my life.”
“You make me want as well. Both you and Lukkis do, and I don’t understand it.” She leaned in so that her forehead touched his, and panted. “I don’t say that to make you upset or angry or whatever. I’m just being honest. I’ve never,
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