Brook wiped at her tears and gave him a knowing smile. “Not too bad for an incompetent captain, huh?”
Ontarii’s gut twisted at her words.
“I’m sorry,” he said, stroking her hair. “I should have never said those things. They aren’t true. I was just so angry and frustrated. When you marched off down that hallway with your robot pals to fight the whole universe, I was terrified that you wouldn’t come back.”
Her small hands clutched one of his, bringing it to her face. It was inches from her lips when she stopped. “Your knuckles, they’re all split open.”
“I was trying to break that damn airlock window. I had to get out and save you somehow.”
She dropped his hand and grabbed the other one. It was just as battered. She brought his hand to her lips and awarded him a soft kiss on each knuckle.
Ontarii’s heart expanded in his chest, the feeling so far beyond foreign that he didn’t know how to react. His blood rushed from his center down to his groin and his body stiffened with the need to make the woman in his arms his. He could no longer deny his attraction to this amazing female. He’d do anything to have her. He’d fight an army of Hareema to keep her. It was disturbing, but denying it would be stupid.
Taking her hands, he pulled her arms up over his shoulders and around his neck. She took the hint and clasped her fingers behind his head. Then Ontarii bent low and kissed her.
At first his kisses were sweet, tentative. She’d been through so much in such a short time. She deserved all his tenderness.
But before long, he could no longer restrain himself. He pressed harder, forcing her lips to open beneath his and slipping his tongue inside.
She tasted like ambrosia. Like the delicacy known on his planet as seafoam. Light and sweet and refreshing. He couldn’t get enough of her.
Under his lips she made little moans and whimpers that drove him crazy, making his cock like steel under his sarong. It was aching, pulsing with every beat of his heart.
A heart that now belonged to the human female, whether he liked it or not.
