Khol (Rescued by the Alien)

20. Khol

Chapter 20

Khol

I was taking a big chance by sharing my feelings with Nancy, but I’d not only sensed her sadness, but it had also tugged me close to her. I wanted to hold her. Love her. And if one of us didn’t take a chance and lay ourselves bare, we might never know where a life together might take us.

“Weela was special, but she’s dead,” I said. How could I explain it to her? “We were both young. Too young to be fated to spend a lifetime together. I wish her parents hadn’t killed her, that they hadn’t forced her to be with my friend, Nevarn.”

“If they hadn’t, you’d be with her now.”

“Perhaps.” I swallowed and the lump wouldn’t go down. “I wish she was alive. But I can’t imagine not meeting you. I don’t compare you and her, not one bit. You’re each special in your own way. But she’s gone. I felt responsible for her death for a very long time, and that tainted my feelings for everything. You’re right when you say I isolated myself to atone for my mistake. I felt it wasn’t fair that I lived when she didn’t.”

“You left when they discovered who’d killed her.”

“Do you know why?”

She shook her head, gazing up at me with what I prayed was affection in her eyes. “I assume guilt drove you.”

We’d only known each other for a few days, but in some ways, it felt like a lifetime. When you knew, you knew.

Weela was my past, and Nancy was my future.

“Yes, I felt guilty. A need to be punished. But I now believe I needed this time to learn to forgive myself so I’d be ready for you.” I laid my heart open to this precious woman who would either cup it gently in her tiny hands or tell me she’d never feel the same.

I’d survived Weela’s death, but I knew right now that I would not be able to survive Nancy’s rejection. What I felt for her was bigger than anything I’d experienced in the past. It encompassed all of me.

“I don’t know what you’re saying.” Nancy’s voice came out thready, as if I’d stunned her. “You loved her. You’ll always love her.” She tapped the mating mark on her hand. “This is a mistake. The gods will see they messed up and remove it.”

“And what about mine?” I tapped the one on my arm that matched hers. “Was that a mistake as well?”

“Well . . . ”

I held her face, making her look at me. “You’re mine, Nancy.”

The strips of hair above her eyes lifted. “I belong to no one but myself.”

“You’re mine. To love and to adore until our dying day.”

“It doesn’t work like that.”

“Why not?”

“Water flowing beneath a house doesn’t get to decide who I love or who you belong with.”

“You’re right.”

Her breath whooshed out. “See? I’m right. It was a mistake.”

Leaning close, I captured her mouth, kissing her hard, putting all of myself into it. When I lifted my head, she trembled and the heat in her eyes . . . If only I could claim it as my own. “We are not a mistake. I’ll never believe that.”

“You can’t love me.”

“I don’t.”

She sucked in a breath, and her eyes widened.

“But I will. I feel so much for you already. You’re everything to me already, and we’ve only known each other for a few days. Don’t throw away what we’re building together. Give it a chance to grow and flourish. Please.”

She jerked out a nod. “I don’t know what’s happening between us, but I like it. It’s overwhelming, consuming, and scary.”

“Loving someone can just about kill you, but it’s also the purest, most wonderful feeling in the world. I want to share it with you, Nancy. You. Not anyone else and with no expectation but being together however the fates intend.”

“I want you,” she said. “You’re right. We don’t know where this will go, but I need to give it a try.”

My smile made my face ache.

She rose up onto her knees, facing me and cupped my cheeks. “I’m going to kiss you, Khol. I don’t know how far I want to take this tonight, but I’m not going to analyze it. Let’s see where fate takes us, okay?”

I nodded. “You’re special, Nancy. Never forget that.”

Falling for this woman would be a gift I’d be foolish to throw away.

Her mouth claimed mine in a kiss that flamed through me. My cocks rose, pressing against my pants while her lips whispered across mine.

I kissed her back, putting my heart and my soul into it. I could shout to the world that I wasn’t in love with her, but my soul already knew. This had nothing to do with us being fated. She was sweet perfection, my perfect fit, and I ached to show her.

Because she was so precious, I’d take care. Flora’s father had hurt her, and I’d sacrifice myself before doing anything that might cause her pain.

Her lips parted, and she released a moan that shot right to my core.

My cocks smacked against my pants, wanting her. I ached to be with her fully.

It was crazy. I’d only met her a short time ago, but it felt like I’d known her forever.

I deepened our kiss, gliding my tongue into her mouth. She tasted sweet. Like berries, arousal, and life. Her hands gripped my shoulders tight, and she wrapped her legs around me, pumping her hips up against my abs.

Everything inside me ached to create something lasting and special with this woman alone.

Gone and with no desire to find myself again, I laid her back onto the couch.

Falling for someone meant taking a risk. I’d lost my family, my first mate, and my life in the clan I was born into. But if I didn’t snatch what I could from what the fates offered me, this second chance, I’d miss out on something special.

For now, I’d let fate decide. If we were meant to be together, things would continue like they had with us getting to know each other, laughing and exchanging warm touches. If life had something else in store for us, at least I’d know I gave us a chance.

Continuing our kiss, I crawled up over her, bracing my palms on the couch on either side of her shoulders.

I left her mouth and kissed down her throat while she bucked up against me. She clung to me, her breathing ragged.

When I slid my fingers beneath her shirt and teased them across her belly and higher, she nudged me up only to pull off her top and toss it aside.

I feasted my eyes on her breasts. Zuldruxian females had no nipples, and I couldn’t stop staring.

“They’re pert,” I said.

A smile quivered across her lips. “It doesn’t take much friction to make my nipples ache. Touch them if you want. Suck on them. That feels amazing. ”

I nodded and dove down, tugging one nipple into my mouth while stroking my fingertips across the other. Touching her in this way sent heat roaring through me. I’d never felt this way about intimacy before. Never. And that told me how wonderful this moment between us was already.

She clung to my shoulders, pumping her hips up against my leg. Heat coiled tightly inside me; a wild thing that was determined to be set free.

I traced my fingers down her belly and cupped her between her legs. When she bucked up against me, I looked up and released her nipple. “Can I taste you?”

She nodded. “Yes. Yes!”

I didn’t need more than that.

After gently removing her clothing, I crawled down between her legs and ran my fingertip through her wetness. She wanted me, and there was nothing more humbling for a male than that.

When I dipped my finger inside her, my groan ripped out.

Lifting my head, I watched her face as I slid my fingers in and out of her passage.

“Tell me what you like,” I said.

“What you’re doing is amazing. Touch my clit, though, if you want things to get really wet.”

I loved how she could smile about this. And I loved it even more that she was eager to tell me how to please her.

“This?” I rolled her clit.

Her moan echoed around us. She lifted her legs, bracing her heels on the couch, and thrust up to meet my fingers. “More, more. ”

“And this?” I slid more fingers inside her and rubbed my thumb against her clit. “You take my fingers so well. Amazing,” I purred.

She gasped and rocked against me, her breathing feverish and her hands fluttering by her throat. “I’m going to come, Khol. So fast and so hard.”

“Take it, sweet. Let me feel your body give into my touch.”

Her eyes slid closed as she gave into the feelings I created in her body.

“Tell me how this makes you feel, Nancy. I need to know.” I pulled my fingers out and pushed them back inside, twisting them to give her inner walls equal attention.

“Yes, yes, more.”

I couldn’t stop grinning. She was so responsive, so wonderful. “More of what, sweet?” I brought my fingers to a halt.

Her groan roared up her throat. “Don’t you stop now! I love what you’re doing. That finger twist thing? Do more of it and do it faster.”

“Like this?” I drove my fingers inside and pulled them out just as fast while twisting them.

“Khol!”

Leaning close, I sucked in her heady scent, then licked her clit, flickering my tongue across it before dragging it down to join in with my fingers. She tasted wonderful, and I needed more.

My cocks were on fire, but they could wait. Now was for Nancy, for making her shatter from my touch.

She went wild, lifting her hips while yanking on my hair, and I loved it. I slid my tongue through her folds before sucking on her clit, over and over while her whimpers grew louder, and her body started to shake.

And when she came, I drove my tongue inside her.