Alien Tryst by Cynthia Sax Read Free Book Online Page B

me. Eshe glanced over her
right shoulder, saw the desire in his brown eyes, and her need for him spiraled
higher.
    “If we join fully, the warrior will transfer both of us.”
She swayed against him, seeking more connection, more of his strength. “You
won’t be able to save your mother.”
    Kane groaned in her ear and wrapped one arm around her
waist, holding her upright. “We are saving my mother.” He grazed his teeth
along her skin, sending waves of sensation over her wet body. “Together.”
    Eshe said nothing. Very few off-worlders could outrun an Orogone warrior.
    “First, I’ll please you.” Kane skimmed his free hand over
her stomach, threaded his fingers through her private hair, dipped his
fingertips into her heat. Eshe jerked, the contact too intense, too right.
    “Easy,” Kane murmured into her ear, his lips humming against
her skin. “I’ll give you what you need.” He circled her clit, winding her
desire around her.
    Eshe panted, close to coming, her body primed from hours of
wanting him, of craving his rough fingers, his calloused caresses. Once she
reached satisfaction she’d feel better, more rational, more herself.
    Kane plunged two fingers deep into her and she cried out,
the fullness sublime. “That’s it.” The approval in his voice warmed her.
“Clench me with your tight little pussy.” He worked her hard, not allowing her
a moment to recover.
    Eshe obeyed her One, squeezing him with her inner walls,
increasing the delightful friction. Her arms and legs trembled, her grip on the
wall intensifying. She was feeble yet needy, not strong enough to stand on her
own yet unable to remain still.
    “Kane.” She swiveled her hips, grinding into his hand, into
him, teasing his hard cock with her ass cheeks. “I need.” Never in her long
lifetime had she needed anything, anyone this much.
    “I know what you need.” Kane thrust his fingers in and out
of her pussy, driving Eshe ruthlessly toward fulfillment. Droplets of water
danced upon her sizzling skin, evaporating within seconds of contact. Her souls
pushed and prodded, struggling to be free, to join with her destined male, with
Kane.
    “Fuck, you’re beautiful.” He nuzzled against her neck. “Hot
and wild and perfect.” He added a third finger, stretching her to the point of
delicious pain.
    A high keening sound came from Eshe’s throat and she shook,
held upright by Kane’s arm, her knees as liquid as the water flowing over her.
“Can’t stop.” She shook her head, the tension inside her too much, her lungs
and chest aching.
    “Don’t stop.” Kane filled her with his fingers. “Come for
me.” He rubbed her clit with his thumb.
    She broke, bucking backward, screaming. Her souls surged out
of her, bursting from her body, freed for the duration of her climax, the room
blasted with color and light. Kane clasped her securely as she thrashed, waves
of pleasure sweeping over her, restoring some of her energy, easing her agony.
    The tremors decreased and she leaned forward, pressing her
forehead against the tiles, the water flowing over her hair and back, cooling
her. Kane folded his muscular physique over her curves, and both of her souls
returned to her body.
    She hadn’t joined with Kane, her One. Eshe’s shoulders
slumped. She remained incomplete, less than. The pain already returned, fogging
her thinking, reminding her that death was close, her time limited.
    “Do you feel better?” Kane asked, his voice low and deep.
    “I feel better.” This wasn’t a lie. Her strength wasn’t
fully recovered but she did feel better. “We should leave before a warrior
locates me.”
     
    “We’ll leave,” Kane assured her, savoring his alien woman’s
curves. “After you come for me again.” He cupped her breasts, her nipples taut
against his palms. “I need you to be at full strength, Eshe.”
    She inhaled sharply, her responsiveness exciting him. “How
did you know I wasn’t fully healed?” Eshe turned her head, gazing