“Then you were taken by the Krevorags,” Devix guessed.
“No, I quit my job as head chef andthenI was taken by the Krevorags.A couple days after,” Cara said quietly.Then she paused.“Sorry.You asked about my dad and I gave you the whole life story.”
“I want to know everything about you,luxiva,” he murmured, frowning.“Do not be sorry.I might not have understood some things, but eventually I will learn.”
Cara nodded and she gave him a small smile.“I’m being dramatic, by the way.I make it sound like my life was bad.It wasn’t.I was very, very blessed, having what I had, having a dad that loved me so much, having the job I wanted.I just…I lost my way and I was struggling to find it again.Compared to what you’ve been through, I shouldn’t be complaining so much.”
Devix shook his head and he said slowly, “Cara, we come from very different places.My experiences will never be like yours, nor yours mine.It is not a competition.You have experienced pain and loss and happiness and success, and I have experienced those same emotions.Just in different ways.”
“I know,” she said softly.“You’re right.”
Affection was warm in his chest as he breathed in her scent.He smiled down at her and she inhaled a sharp breath as he rubbed his horns against her hair.
“I like that you tell me these things,luxiva,” he murmured.
“Thank you for listening,” she said back.
“Now, tell me what a ‘restaurant’ is,” he commanded.
She huffed out a laugh and it helped to break some of the melancholy spilling off her at the remembrance of her sire.
“It’s a place where people come to eat,” she said, smiling, that soft look back on her features which made Devix happy.“They come inside and sit down and order off a menu.Depending on the menu, there could be dozens and dozens of meal options.And then they order and their food is brought out.They eat, socialize, pay, and then leave.Are there places like that here?”
Devix shook his head.“Nix.Just the stalls at the market.”He hesitated and then said, “There is no reason why Rozians would not come to a restaurant though.If we had one.”
Cara’s eyes flashed.“Are you hinting that I should start one?Here on Rozun?” she asked, laughing.
Devix lifted a shoulder against the sleeping platform but then sobered.Quietly, he said, “It could be a long time before…before I find a Luxirian crystal to take you back to Earth.”Cara’s smile dropped slowly from her face and she licked her lips, her eyes lowering to his chest.Devix couldn’t read her.Was it the length of time it might take to get her back home that upset her?Or something else?“You said you loved cooking once.Perhaps you could again.”
“I wouldn’t even know where to start with something like that here,” she said softly.
“I would help you.”
She smiled again and leaned forward to kiss his cheek.“I’ll think about it, okay?Besides, I haven’t even cookedyoua meal yet.Maybe what tastes good to humans is disgusting to everyone else,” she joked.
“You did say something about a ‘mean steak’ last night,” he reminded her, cuddling her closer.
Cara laughed.“I did.And I do owe you one, especially after all yourhardwork last night.”
She purred that last part and all at once, he needed her with the intensity of last night.
He growled at the innuendo in her voice.“Wicked female.”
“Come on, baby,” she whispered, running her fingers down his arms.“Let’s get up so I can make my male a steak.Yeah?”
My male.
No sweeter words had ever been spoken.
“Tev,” he purred.
TWENTY
“Tev, female,” Devix rasped, his eyes flickering from her eyes, to her bobbing breasts, to the place where his cock slipped in and out of her pussy as she rode himhard.
A choked moan tumbled from her lips when his palm struck her ass and she snapped her hips down harder, grinding onto his cock.
Cara looked down at him, her eyes half-lidded, hands splayed across his heaving, wide chest to balance herself.Up and down, she rocked her hips, a constant moan sounding from her throat as she fucked her male on the floor of the room she’d dubbed the ‘kitchen’ a week before.
