Page 17 of Gemini
I’ve spent nights with countless men in my life, so I knew when I was being hugged in my sleep. Knew when I was nuzzling against achest.
Yet, this one felt different. Not like the human skin I was used to.
The cover shifted again, inching higher to reach the side of my face.
I finally opened my eyes, frowning in confusion.
Light still filtered from between the vines covering the entrance, even though we were deeper in the cave. It didn’t take me long to recognize the black and dark gray color of Nitochi’s skin. Although, now that it was day time, I could see the slight dark purpleundertone.
Around my waist, his arm tensed as it pulled me closer to him. He took a deep breath, nose sliding along the top of my head like he couldn’t get enough.
That’s it. He’s going to eat me.
The air got stuck in my lungs as his hand left my back to slide down my waist, hip, thigh.Shit, I’m way too aroused for someone who might be about to die.He stopped just before reaching the back of my knee andpulled.
All the trapped air escaped me as Nitochi placed my leg around his waist, bringing me even closer. The fabric he had used earlier to cover me was lost somewhere under the covers and my drenched core was pressing directly against his crotch. And it washard. Why washewearing pants? How fucking unfair…
“Shit,” I breathed out. “If you’re planning to eat me now, it’s just plain rude.”
He froze at my words. After a few charged seconds, his hand found my chin to lift my face toward his.
His dark eyes gleamed with the faint light as he searched my face, something between confusion and hurt on his face.
“Yitah hamun,” he said softly.
I blinked. The fucking translator couldn’t be updated soon enough…I recognizedhamun. I was pretty sure it meant no. But the other word? I didn’t think I heard it before.
“What is…Yitah?” I asked.
He seemed to think about it for a second before he took my hand away from his chest to bring it to his mouth and…bit my fingers.“Yitah,” he repeated.
Okay, it wasn’t a bite—more like a nibble. But damn, his teeth were sharp.
“Yitahis…eat?”
“Asae.” He nodded.
I blinked again, my mouth closing and opening on its own. “So you won’t eat me?”
Nitochi frowned, clearly getting annoyed. “Hamun.”
Instant relief filled me. “But…What did you say earlier then? When you…coveredme?”
His eyes seemed to gleam at my words—or was it the memory of his own? A small smile tugged at his lips as his hand slid back to my waist, his hips shifting just enough for his hardness to press harder between my legs. “Gymara hamunti.”
I groaned, yet my own hips couldn’t help but shift with his, seekingmore. I had spent nearly two weeks in the shuttle. Two weeks without sex. And after, I had been too scared and disgusted by the men who had taken me to even think about it. Now? Yeah, it felt like I would implode if I wasn’t going to be fucked right now.
“Will you…tell me once I have my translator updated?”
His tongue peeked out before his bottom lip slid between his sharp teeth. His hypnotizing black eyes dartedfrom my eyes to my mouth, large hand tightening on the naked skin of my hip.
His face inched closer, nose tentatively brushing mine. “Ulami.”
The cover moved over me again and I finally looked at it.
His large black wing was draped over my body, enveloping me in a warm and soft cocoon. Flushed against his toned chest.
My leg around his waist tensed, the slight motion sending more stars behind my eyes. “If you’re not going to eat me,” I started, a little breathless, “what are you—”
