He pulled his finger away from my lips. A low level of bliss frittered across my skin like the gentle touch of a feather. I closed my eyes, sinking into the blissful state. Was he doing this to me, or was this naturally occurring? Either way, I liked. it.
“What’s happening to me?” I breathed.
“Something unexpected,” he responded out loud.
“My lips are numb. And my chest… it’s hot. I’m burning up even if its freezing in here.”
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“Are you doing this to me?”
“No.”
“I have this unbelievable urge… I can’t describe it. I think I need to leave.”
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FOUR
KRONOS
I should have warnedher before she kissed me that it would change everything andactivate the fated bond between our bodies. But I couldn’t help myself when it came to her. I’d been lured in by her mind from the moment I met her. Enchanted, I took a step closer. She grabbed my hand.
“Kronos?” She asked, in that sultry human voice of hers, “If I kissed you, would it be wrong?”
“Of course not,” I whispered, “You’re twenty-four years old. A mature adult by your species standards.”
“Right. I guess I’m asking for your permission.”
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She tiptoed, but even then couldn’t reach my lips without me bending slightly to kiss her. Once she did, the connection happened, the beautiful connection between a Devoran male and a compatible female when they first encounter each other.
Bliss flowed from my fingertips to hers and when her lips touched mine, energy flowed from her to me — her desire, the gratitude she felt that I protected her and then the even more primal surges.
When she kissed me, she squeaked after a bit.
“Your tongue,” she whispered, “It’s different.”
I stuck my tongue out, isolating one prong from the other to Jess’s delight.
“Oh my goodness. Can you cross them over?”
I obliged. She squealed again.
“Kiss me,” she breathed, hot and excited again.
I was pleased to kiss her. Kissing her was the best thing that happened since I landed here. As we kissed, I pushed both prongs of my tongue into her mouth and tasted her lips and mouth. She was perfection, soft and delicate in a way Devoran females weren’t and so very willing.
She wrapped her arms around me. I straightened my spine, lifting her off the ground. Jess wrapped her legs around my torso. She needed no assistance to stay glued to me. I opened my mind to her and allowed her to feel what I felt.
Her eyes snapped open and then she pulled away. My hands rushed to her back to keep her steady.
“What was that,” she whispered.
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“It feels like a drug or something.”
