Ar'Tok - Alana Khan Page 0,36

As if he can read my mind, he rearranges me, splitting my legs wide and nestling me against his rock-hard cock. This pulls a gasp from me as my eyes flare open. How can I live through this without bursting into flames?

“Tonight,” I promise. “I can’t wait for you any longer. We have to be together tonight.”

“We will,” he agrees as he rocks us together. Between his movement and mine and the rhythmic swaying of the sea, my passion ratchets past the point of no return. Need—the pure desperation of wanting this male—blasts through me.

My hands move to his hard buns, pressing him against me with even more force. “Yes, right there,” I say when the placement and rhythm are perfect. Squeezing my fingers into his shoulders as I ride him, I crush against him hard enough to hurtle over the edge of pleasure.

“Ar’Tok!” My passionate scream is carried off over the waves and out to the next continent. “I bit your neck,” I apologize when I realize what I did in the throes of passion. To make up for it, I kiss the red spot, then lick it.

“You must be dying for release,” I say as my hand sneaks between us and stealthily slips inside his shorts.

“Yes, I am,” he says, grasping my wrist and placing it back on his shoulders. “But I can wait until tonight in a proper bed.”

“Tonight,” I promise.

Chapter Seven

Star

There are only so many times a girl can ignore intrusive pings on her comm before she opens her eyes in the morning. I squint at the device on my wrist using the time-honored technique I’ve developed over the years. I pretend that if I don’t open my eyes all the way I won’t wake up all the way. It’s never worked, and it’s not working today.

There’s been a flurry of communications from the females on the two ships. I keep scrolling and see dozens of comms. What it boils down to is that a group of them are going to get mani-pedis in half an hour.

A few texts are directed to me personally.

Star, say yes. We all want to spend some time getting to know you, says Anya.

This will be fun! Brianna says.

The best part is that the guys are coming with us. You absolutely MUST keep the secret that this is not something Earth guys do. We all told them it’s a couple’s thing. Bring Ar’Tok! This is from Aerie, the female who helped me negotiate this vacation.

What’s a mani-pedi? I ask.

I get a flurry of responses.

It’s da bomb.

It will be off the chain.

It will rock!

It will be the epitome of chillaxing.

None of you answered my question. Will I like it?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Will Ar’Tok like it?

Totally. Unless you tell him it’s only for females.

OK. I respond with a shrug. What do I wear?

Like you were on the Fool. No need to dress up, although Savannah recommends boots. Tell your guy to wear cargo pants and a t-shirt, I think several of our males loaned him some. Meet you in half an hour outside your room.

I smack Ar’Tok’s glorious ass which is hidden under the covers, but I know from memory it’s definitely glorious.

“Wake up. We need to be on the other side of our door in half an hour. Fun is right around the corner.”

I see his brow, bunched tight on his forehead. Shit, the poor guy is never going to find satisfaction at this rate.

As I’m brushing my teeth, I review the events that kept us from being intimate last night.

Rula, the driver who seemed ever so concerned with our comfort yesterday, did not sit around with nothing to do while Ar’Tok and I played in the ocean. He was evidently friends with the barkeep at “Paragon’s best beach,” which, I’m sure, is why we wound up there.

By the time Ar’Tok and I slogged out of the water, our digits pruned beyond recognition, Rula was hammered. Since neither Ar’Tok nor I had a clue how to fly a hover-limo, we had to wait for him to sober up.

Once he seemed lucid, Rula drove ninety minutes in the wrong direction. Ar’Tok and I dragged into our room around three this morning.

“I want to be clear-headed and awake when I sheath myself in you for the first time,” Ar’Tok had said as we arrived at our room.

By then, I was so tired his words didn’t even sound sexy, though they and the lusty look on his face should have made me want to drag him to bed