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vacuumed her out like it was no big deal.” Liz shudders. “So I’m guessing that wherever they’re taking us, they don’t want pregnant girls. Just young and healthy.”
“Hey, you did better than the rest of us, Georgie. Seriously.” She mock-punches at the air, pretending to box. “You want me to hum you some ‘Eye of the Tiger’ to get you pumped up?”
Yeah. No one is equipped for this. At my side, Liz hums “Eye of the Tiger.”
“You ever see Star Wars? The original ones?” “Don’t tell me—” “Yep. It looks like we landed on fucking Hoth. Except I see two itty bitty suns and a huge-ass moon.” “Not Hoth,” Liz yells. “It was the sixth planet from its sun, and I don’t recall it having a moon.”
I’m from Florida, for chrissakes. Palmetto bugs, I can handle. Gators, I can handle. My pinching boots sinking up to my knees in the snow with every step? I cannot handle that.
It wasn’t a monster come to eat me. It was this monster. Who’s come to eat me out.
I’ll protect her with my life if I must.
I hear him inhale sharply. Hear the vibrating purr start in his chest again. He murmurs something, voice thick, but all he does is wash my hair. No demanding touches. No insisting of anything. Just pleasure in touching me. In pleasing me.
It’s clear they’re trying to decide if I’m friend or foe. They remind me a bit of Wookiees from a Star Wars movie—Jesus, I’ve really got to get my mind off of Star Wars—except
“It’s a good thing you can’t make me pregnant, buddy,” I say, even as I lock my feet behind his back.
I cannot wait for her to swell with my child. Our child.
From now until my spirit departs this plane, there shall be none for me but her.
But the thought of them touching him makes me . . . unhappy. Jealous. Crap. I cannot be falling for a big blue alien. No matter how good he is in bed.
“That stuff burns my tongue. Even now, it’s making my eyes water.”
“Humans have weak tongues.” “Gah!” She gives me an exasperated look. “We do not.” “Weak tongues, weak eyes, weak bodies,”
I trace my fingers down her soft cheek. Does she not realize? Anywhere she goes, I will gladly follow. She is my heart, my resonance, my soul. My mate. It grieves me she is so miserable here, with me.
“I wish it was just me that I had to think for. Then this would be easier.” “It is easy,” I tell her, pressing my face to her leather-covered body. Even through her coverings, I can smell her wonderful scent. I long to taste her again. “Accept the khui. Accept me.”
“This is my mate. I resonate for her.” As if on cue, his chest starts to vibrate, the thick, steady purr jiggling my cheek. “She is beautiful to me. Different, but beautiful nevertheless.” He brushes his fingers through my hair. “I have seen her bravery, her spirit, and her will. She has trusted me when she has no reason to. She has given me her body when she has no khui to compel her. And it does not matter what any eyes think of her but mine . . . and to me, she is the most wonderful, most attractive, and most compelling of creatures.”
might not have had a choice about the baby thing, but . . . I’m not upset. Which is weird to me. It’s hard to be angry when you see so much joy on another person’s face, and bringing Vektal that joy gives me a sweet sort of satisfaction, too. Maybe I’m more crazy about the guy than I like to admit.
“A Great Dane can still make a Chihuahua pregnant,” Liz points out. “Guess which one you are.”
“Oh shit, they’re totally going to think it’s Christmas around here,” Liz says and starts to laugh. “I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces.”
