“Is it less about the condom and more about what I said? I swear I haven’t fallen in love with you after one fuck nor am I a sanity-averse stalker who’ll bother you after tonight.”
Qylar rolled his body to the side and examined Kenji’s face a moment. He lowered his head and planted a soft kiss. When he rose, there was once again a full smile on his face. “I only get one night? Some love affair this is turning out to be.”
Kenji chuckled. “I think we both know this is a one-time thing.”
“We do? I wasn’t looped into that decision.”
Kenji shrugged. “Like I said… we’re opposites.”
Qylar traced a finger over Kenji’s chin. “And like I said…opposites attract.”
Kenji searched Qylar’s face.“Don’t.”
“Don’t what?”
Kenji could continue the lie for a little longer, but much more than that and he might start believing it. He’d need to be careful.
“Stay the night with me,” Qylar whispered. “I’ll make you breakfast in the morning and then I can drive you home.”
Clearly, Qylar wanted some illusion, too. Why not let it go for a little bit? It was still only one night.
Kenji chuckled. “Sure. As long as I get another fuck before the sun comes up.”
Qylar grinned. “Oh, I sense there might be more than one before and maybe a couple after.”
“Go easy on me,” Kenji said. “We have to work up to fun like that.”
“I suppose you’re right. It’s not going to be easy keeping my hands to myself, though.” Qylar leaned in for a kiss. As he pulled away, he rubbed his nose against Kenji’s. “I’ve been starving for someone like you.”
“Someone like me?”
Qylar grinned. “You have to shake things up on occasion to get out of your own head sometimes. And I really need to get out of my head.”
“I wish I could get out of mine.”
“I think you managed it for a little while,” Qylar said.
Kenji smiled, stretching against the decadent tightness in his body. “Maybe.”
After another kiss, Qylar sat up and pulled down the bedding. Once Kenji crawled under them, he slid in beside and tucked them both in. He pulled Kenji into the crook of his arm and sighed with what sounded like content.
“Rest up,” Qylar whispered against his forehead before placing a gentle kiss there. “We’ve only got a few hours ‘til morning.”
Kenji cuddled closer, smiling to himself. He could get used to sleeping in Qylar’s arms.
He’d best remember it was all make believe.
Once Qylar was sure Kenji was fast asleep, he lowered his hand to the guy’s abdomen and felt around. That whisperedI love youhad hit him square in the chest and while logically, he’d known it wasn’t real, emotionally, he’d needed to hear it with a depth he’d not realized. His recent thoughts about a mate and children were clearly egging that on. His orgasm had hit seconds later—and he’d accidentally released a couple of eggs when he’d come.
Which normally would be less of a concern, but they’d had a broken fucking condom. Kenji was human and therefore couldn’t get pregnant, but he didn’t want the guy freaking out when two alien eggs slid out of his asshole later. It was best if he found them first and made sure they quietly disappeared.
Qylar searched Kenji’s abdomen a little more firmly but didn’t feel any there.
He must be already passing them.
As carefully as he could, Qylar slid two fingers into Kenji’s hole and felt around—but didn’t touch anything egg-shaped. Frowning, he slid from the bed and dug the broken condom out of the trash. The eggs were tiny when they were released but quickly tripled in size inside another. Maybe they’d been left in the remnants and hadn’t had a chance to grow before he’d tossed it into the trash. When he saw nothing there, he carried the trashcan to the bathroom and shut the door. Once he flipped the light switch, he searched through everything, but there were no signs of eggs.
Had he imagined it?
