“Decent?” he murmured, stepping towards her.He frowned, as if offended, “I would say you are more than just decent, female.”
A light laugh erupted from her throat when she realized that he’d misunderstood her words.“It’s an expression.A human expression.I meant it like I’m dressed, so you could turn around.”
He made a grunting sound in the back of his throat and his hand wandered to her lower back, ushering her towards the entrance of the cavern.
Rixavox bent to retrieve the furs he’d bundled her in on the ride over and then he straightened.He was just adjusting them around her shoulders when he stilled, a growling purr tearing from his throat.Startled, she looked up, only to find his blue eyes were on her breasts.She felt the shirt sticking to her wet skin and when she looked down, she could see her nipples poking obscenely through, the area around them transparent from the water.
Her breath hitched…but she swore her spine straightened a little, as if to encourage his gaze.Her clit throbbed in time with her heartbeat and she fought the urge to squeeze her thighs together.The Luxirian seemed frozen into place, except for the purrs vibrating his chest.
Then his palm moved slightly, almost by accident.The furs were still tucked in both hands, but when he moved to slide them further down her shoulders, the palm of his hand brushed the very tip of her peaked nipple.The contact was so fleeting, so light, and yet Cecelia’s body reacted like he’d sucked and ravished her breasts thoroughly.A breathy moan tore from her throat and she was so shocked by the sound, by the piercing pleasure that burned through her body at his touch, that she couldn’t do anything but stare up at Rixavox helplessly.
“Luxiva,” he growled, nostrils flaring.She jumped when he bit out a loud curse in Luxirian, but then hurriedly fixed the furs into place, bundling her inside them perhaps even more tightly than before.A flush began to spread over her cheeks.
The jumble of emotions inside her hardly made any sense and she knew better than to try to decipher them.She was insanely aroused, just a little bit embarrassed, torn between wanting him to touch hermore, and knowing she shouldn’t tempt whatever weird, crazy attraction they had for each other.She was, at the very least, relieved that the madness wasn’t only on her part.No, Rixavox seemed tormented by whatever was between them as well.
“We should depart,” Rixavox growled out.“Now.”
“Okay,” she whispered, not trusting her voice.Her knees shook when she felt her nipples brush against the furs, a light tease and nothing more.
It didn’t help that Rixavox scooped her up in his arms again, carrying her out of theRilliraxthe way he’d carried her in.They dared not speak a word on the journey out.His purring growls didn’t cease and she felt them against her, strangely intimate, strangely arousing.
Even when they emerged from the mountain to a freezing cold, dark night,they didn’t speak.The warmth of the cavern seemed like a distant memory and if her hair hadn’t been wet, she might’ve believed that it hadn’t happened at all.
Rixavox seemed tense and once her arousal cooled a little, once she was tucked between the control panel of the hovercraft and her Luxirian’s hard body, once they began their ascent—thankfully, a smoother ascent that time around—into the sky, heading back toVelraxa, Cecelia began to worry that she’d offended him in some way.
“Are you angry with me?” she asked lightly, her body beginning to sweat underneath the layers of blankets.
“Rebax?” Rixavox inhaled sharply.“Never.”
She relaxed a little.She knew she’d done nothing wrong, at least in her eyes, but it was hard to tell if any little thing that seemed normal to her was offensive to him.
His head dipped down and her eyelids fluttered shut when his lips grazed her sensitive ear.“You do not know what I wish to do to you right now,luxiva,” he rumbled.Her arousal flared to life fully again and she almost groaned at the dizzying sensation.“You must have mercy on me, female.Please.Even now, I can smell how wet your cunt is.”
“I…I can’t help it,” she admitted softly, past embarrassment at that point.His naughty words brought another tingling rush between her thighs.
His fists clenched against her and he blew out a rough breath that lifted a couple strands of her hair.
“That is what I feared,” he murmured, but he didn’t move away.
“Rixavox, what’s happening?” she asked, her tone aghast, brow furrowing.“Why is it like this?”
Because the only thing she could think of for their intense attraction was that these Luxirians must have some potent pheromones.That didn’t explain why she only felt it for Rixavox, however.Privanax, or the two guards that she’d encountered, or hell, even Kate’s mate, she’d felt absolutely nothing for.It didn’t make any goddamn sense.
But he didn’t answer her.His arms tightened around her hips instead and she leaned back against him, feeling frustration and exhaustion and arousal waging a war inside her.She didn’t have the energy to fight it.
Everything was moving so quickly.It boggled her mind that she’d just been in the Golden City earlier that morning.And now?She was seriously considering sleeping with her Luxirian alien because she was beginning to think that she’d regret it if she didn’t.
Soon, Rixavox began their descent intoVelraxa.He smoothly parked the hovercraft back on the wide patio in front of his house and Cecelia blinked up at the cozy building, feeling incredibly different than the last time she’d seen it.
Rixavox helped her down, before ushering her inside.He bolted the heavy door—probably worried more ex-girlfriends would barge in naked, no doubt—and then turned to her.
They regarded each other carefully and then Rixavox stepped forward to loosen the swaddle of furs.She held her breath, wondering if he would touch her again.
But then he said, “Come.I will show you where the washroom is.You can prepare for sleep while I build up the fires to keep you warm.”
Cecelia could do nothing but nod.“Thank you.”
Rixavox led her back to his bedroom down a narrow hallway that branched off the living room, which she’d heard him call the ‘central hub.’His home was bare bones, she couldn’t help but notice.She hadn’t seen much of it when he’d first brought her in from their day of traveling, since she’d been half-asleep at the time.And she certainly hadn’t checked things out when that naked female had been trying to fondle him either.There were no decorations or knick-knacks.It seemed like her Luxirian alien didn’t need a whole lot to live.
