Khol (Rescued by the Alien)

16. Khol

Chapter 16

Khol

K issing Nancy was like reaching up into the sky during a storm and grabbing onto lightning.

Heat roared through me, centering in my heart. It dove down to smolder in my groin. My cocks shifted, as eager as me to claim this woman as my own.

Her mouth . . . So sweet and tender and with a touch of innocence that drove me out of my mind. I lifted her and gently placed her on the counter, nudging her legs apart to step between them.

I’d give almost anything to be alone with Nancy right now, to peel off her clothing and touch her. To welcome her into my life forever.

Wait. No. I wasn’t dreaming of anything like that. Or was I?

Hope was a furious thing, slashing its way through me, and if I could just grab onto it, I sensed something wonderful might happen .

I let it slide away and lifted my head to watch her face, girding myself for the regret I was sure I’d find there. She’d initiated our kiss, but it must’ve been driven by curiosity.

Regret didn’t come. She smiled up at me. “I hope that was okay.”

I’d heard the other women use this word, oh-kay, and after time, I finally determined what it meant.

“It was more than oh-kay,” I rasped, stroking her cheeks with my big hands. I was huge compared to this tiny female. If I wasn’t careful, I’d snap her in two. “I hope it was oh-kay for you.”

Damn hope. It kept surging up inside me, driving my actions.

My heart . . .

Oh, my poor, poor heart that was feeling so many amazing things for Nancy.

“I like kissing you, Khol. I thought I’d feel your tusks, but I didn’t. Not much, that is. They’re firm but they just rested there. Your lips, however . . .”

“My lips?” I asked.

“They . . .” She sucked in a breath and released it. “I liked them very much. Liked kissing you.”

“Then we should do it again.”

Why had I said that? I waited for her to reject me now, because surely, she would.

Instead, her smile widened, and mine joined in. I felt like I could scale the tallest mountain with one leap. Fly through the sky without wings. And right everything in my sad, lonely world.

“We goin’ swimming?” Flora chirped from beside me. “Why Mommy on da counter? ”

“Yes, we’re going swimming, sweetie,” Nancy said. She shot me a smile that made my blood boil before nudging me to step backward. “I was looking at something,” she added. “But yes, we’re going swimming.” After sliding off the counter, she sashayed over to the sofa to grab the outfit the god had provided for swimming. It didn’t appear to be much, just a few wisps of cloth.

If her kiss made my blood boil, I could only imagine the heat that would charge through me if I saw her wearing only bits of fabric.

“What will you wear to swim, Khol?” she asked, pausing in the entrance to my bedroom. My bed. My woman if I let her inside my heart and she wanted the same.

If only I dared claim the life she might be offering.

“I don’t wear anything to swim,” I said.

Her gaze fell on Flora. “You might need to with little eyes about.”

“Dats me,” Flora said with a nod. “Little eyes.”

My grin couldn’t get any wider, could it?

“I could wear a loincloth,” I said.

“That might be wise. You don’t want to give me too much of a view, now do you?” With that, Nancy sauntered into my bedroom.

Maybe I did want to give her a view.

Fire surged through me, and it was all I could do not to succumb to the flames.

What would she think if she saw me completely naked?