“Leaving so soon?” the man joked as she passed his table, not looking up from his work.
“I’ve accomplished a lot today, and I have you to thank for that. I’ve tidied up and will continue tomorrow. If the texts need to be placed back in their storage areas, I’ve got them in order and ready to be put away.”
“That won’t be necessary. You have already shown that you take proper care of the books entrusted to you. They will be at your space when you return in the morning.”
“Thank you, Nilkis. I greatly appreciate your trust.”
“You have earned it, Ella. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m in the middle of a rather complex translation.”
Ella hesitated. “Uh, can I help?”
“Help? I don’t see how.”
“Right. Of course. But, I mean, for whatever reason, my race seems to react pretty strongly to translation runes. But you already know that.”
“I do.”
“Yeah. But I thought, maybe I might be able to lend a hand. That is, if you want.”
The archivist looked up, a hint of amusement in his eyes. “Oh, is that so?” he said with a slight chuckle.
“It is.”
“Be that as it may, I’ve been doing this a long, long time. The offer is appreciated, but I will be just fine.”
“Okay. But if you ever want a second set of eyes, just let me know, okay?”
“I will keep that in mind,” he replied, turning his attention back to the text in front of him.
Ella took the hint and kept moving, leaving the man to his work. She was actually glad he didn’t want any help. The urge to find Draikis was burning in her chest, and the sooner she could be in his presence the better.
What is going on? Seriously, I feel like a giddy high school girl with a crush on some boy. And Draikis is sure as hell no boy.
A warm flush filled her belly at the thought of all the delightful ways he was all man. How he held her. Touched her. Made her feel so good she thought she could take no more, then coaxed her to even greater levels of bliss. The man was skilled, no doubt, but there was still something more than just technical prowess and emotional connection. There was an energy exchange between them. A flow from one to the other, creating what felt almost like an electrical circuit when they were together.
And I want more of that,she mused as she walked from the archives not really knowing where she was heading.
She moved past several small structures in the compound before deciding she’d see if she could find her man in the main building. Ella redirected and was heading that way when she passed a small building that served as a farming and gardening equipment storage facility. Draikis had shown it to her previously, commenting on how it was so infrequently used as growing their own food was more of a deliberate choice than a necessity.
The memory was just passing through her mind when powerful hands reached out from the partially open door and grabbed her, pulling her inside like a kraken hauling a ship to its lair, the door sealing shut in a flash.
Ella’s adrenaline flared, but only for a second. The smell of him was unmistakable, as was the energetic draw of his body giving her goosebumps from his mere proximity.
“You scared m—” she began, body flush with sudden heat, but Draikis cut her off with a kiss so passionate and drawn from his core that the intensity of it nearly made her swoon with an overwhelming flood of feelings.
His tongue darted past her lips, teasing hers, making love to her mouth with his, those meaty hands she so adored pulling her close, his desire palpable, hanging heavy in the air. Ella felt her own need flash bright to match his, her Infala pulling her even closer to him with an impossible magnetic draw.
Draikis wasted no time, exploring her body with ravenous intensity, the rock-hard bulge in his trousers readily apparent and pressed up against her. He grabbed her ass firmly with one hand while the other moved to her breast, teasing her nipple as his lips moved to her neck, devouring her sensitive flesh like a starving man presented a banquet.
Ella felt her heartbeat in her head, a slight dizziness overwhelming her momentarily when her lover shifted his grip on her rear, his deft fingers plunging into her bottoms, curvingjust right to tease her slick folds before settling on her throbbing clit.
“Ohhh,” she gasped, his long fingers working her just right.
He knew what she wanted. How she wanted it. It was as if he was wired directly into her mind. Her body. What she felt, he reacted to, and the fuzzy heat spreading from her clit to her trembling legs was testament to the fact.
Ella let out a little growl, her hips bucking as her ecstasy increased.
She wanted to feel him. To claim him. To make him hers. One hand slid into his waistband in an instant, his rigid erection now firmly in her grasp, the pulsing heft of his manhood hot against her palm, a slight trickle of pre-cum slicking her grip as she began working him up and down.
