Kneus: A Terraneu Novel (Book Four) by Stormy McKnight Read Free Book Online

“friend.” She had to remember that Kneus was highly analytical and might
need some kind of push to see her as a “female” and not a colleague. She would
have to put some thought into how to go about swinging him from thinking of her
as friend material, to wanting more.

Chapter Nine
    Kneus walked into the technology dome and his heart
rate picked up. Gwen had arrived before him and was sitting at a console. He
smiled when she looked up and offered a quick hello.
    “Good Morning.” She replied, “How did you sleep last night?”
    “Well, thank you.” He moved and took the seat next to her. “How are the
twins?”
    She had turned to watch him, “They are doing well.” He was surprised when
she got up from her seat and leaned over to him. “How long are we going to do
this?” When his eyes widened and before he could ask what she was talking about
she leaned closer, placing her hands on either side of his chair. “How long are
we going to deny our attraction for each other?” Then before he could recover,
she pressed her lips firmly against his.
    He had read a lot of those romance novels Amber had insisted he send back
to Terraneu. It was something he considered “research” for when he had a mate.
In all of the scenes where the female and male kissed, this is what was
described. The burning feeling of her soft lips moving against his, the push of
her tongue trying to gain entrance into his mouth. With a low groan he opened
his lips wider to allow their tongues to spar. Kneus felt the chair shift as
Gwen moved her hands from beside his head, into his hair. It was unbelievable
the heat that her fingers were rubbing into his scalp. When her fingernails
gently scraped against him, he thought the answering electric spark might catch
his hair on fire.
    Breaking his mouth away from hers he gasped in air, “Gwen...I don’t
think...” she moved a hand desperately into his pants and he stopped trying to
talk.
    “That’s right love...don’t think.” She flexed her fingers and his eyes
closed at the feel of her soft palm against his hard shaft. “Don’t talk.” She
squeezed again, harder this time moving her hand back and forth as much as his
pants would allow. “Don’t do anything but feel.” She leaned in and this time
moved her mouth aggressively against his.
    All thoughts of going slowly were driven from his mind. With a growl of
frustration Kneus grabbed the clip holding Gwen’s hair and released it. Her
brunette curls fell free down her back, the soft length of it brushing against
his hands. Moving his grip from her shoulders into her hair, he fisted great
handfuls and pulled her against him. His fingers going along her neck, he
grabbed the soft length and squeezed slowly.
    “I do feel something.” He whispered, “I feel your pulse beating in your
throat.” He squeezed harder. “I feel your panic building as I squeeze.”
    Gwen grabbed his wrist in frail fingers and tried to pull his hand away.
Her violet eyes were widened in growing terror.
    “ We are coming.” The voice called out to him, a hint of mocking
laughter instead of malevolence in its depths. “We are coming.”
    Kneus jerked awake his body drenched in sweat as per the usual. He
struggled to wake fully and hold onto the dream at the same time. With a groan
he swung his legs over the edge of his bed and moved drunkenly into the
bathroom. He had been having a dream about Gwen and they had been kissing. When
she had grasped his shaft he had almost lost control right then. Glancing down
he almost laughed that the ‘erection’ part of his dream wasn’t real. Still
nothing down there to report. With a start he remembered the final part of his
dream. He had grabbed Gwen by the throat and squeezed. What was wrong with him
that he fantasized about choking someone? Not just anyone either, it was Gwen
during a sexual dream.
    He had not been truly worried about the voice and the warning. He had not
been really worried about finding