Deeper than the Night - By Amanda Ashley Page 0,56
natayah," he murmured.
"Am I?"
Alex nodded. She looked like the ErAdonian goddess of fertility. He watched the color rise in her cheeks, felt his blood thicken as his body grew heavy with desire.
"Kara . . ."
She couldn't speak, could hardly breathe, as he moved toward her. Unable to draw her gaze from his, she waited, her heart pounding wildly in her breast. Tall and broad-shouldered, roguishly handsome, he cut smoothly through the water, the heat glowing in the depths of his eyes hotter than the bubbling spring.
And then his hands were on her shoulders, and he was bending toward her, until she saw nothing but his face, felt nothing but his hands sliding slowly, sensuously, down her back, locking around her waist, drawing her body against his.
With a low groan, he slanted his mouth over hers, his tongue skimming across her lower lip like a silken flame.
Her skin was on fire and her bones were melting, she thought, dazed. Her legs felt like straw; every nerve ending tingled with awareness. Her head fell back, giving him access to the hollow of her throat.
His lips trailed down the exposed curve of her neck as his hands slid sensuously upward until they cupped her breasts.
"Alex," she moaned softly. "Alex, please . . ."
"What, Kara?" He drew back, his gaze burning into hers. "Tell me what you want."
She couldn't put it into words; instead, she pressed brazenly against him. "Alex . . ."
With a muffled cry, he swung her into his arms and carried her to the edge of the spring, and there, partially submerged in the warm swirling water, he joined his flesh and his spirit to hers.
She writhed beneath him, her nails clawing at the ridged flesh of his back, exciting him still further. Her legs locked around his waist to hold him close as she whispered his name over and over again, begging him to end the sweet torment.And then she was soaring, flying, reaching for that one moment of fulfillment and perfection.
His own release followed immediately. She felt the warmth and heat of him as his life poured into her, filling her, making her complete.
For endless moments, there was only the muted sound of the water lapping against their bodies and the harsh rasp of his breath in her ear. Never, she thought, never had she dreamed such ecstacy, such unity, existed.
She hugged him closer, wishing they could stay entwined in each other's arms forever.
She frowned as he began to draw away. "What is it?" she asked, her gaze searching his. "Alex?" A cold, nameless fear ensnared her heart when she saw his face. "Alex, what's wrong?You're scaring me."
He shook his head. "Kara, I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" Feeling suddenly vulnerable, she sat up and crossed her arms over her breasts. "Why?"
"We never should have made love."
"Oh?" Her voice sounded small and incredibly young. "I'm sorry you feel that way."
"Kara." He drew her into his arms, holding her in his lap as if she were a child. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just that we didn't use any protection."
"Oh," she murmured, relieved. "Is that all?" In spite of the fact that she had agreed with him that now was not the time to think about having a baby, she couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be to have Alex's baby. A boy, with his father's black hair and dark eyes.
"Kara."
"What?"
"I told you before that I didn't know if I could father a child with an earth woman."
Kara nodded. "I remember."
He took a deep breath. "I don't know what would happen to you if you did get pregnant."
"What do you mean?"
"That should be obvious. We're from different planets. My blood is different from yours, different than it was when I first came here. I don't know what effect these changes might have on a child, or . . . or on you. A pregnancy might be dangerous, even fatal, to you both."
Kara shivered. The water lapping at her feet felt suddenly cold. Dangerous. Fatal.His words echoed in her mind.
"Kara, I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault. I wanted it as badly as you did. Maybe more."
"But I knew better."
"Alex, it's done. There's no sense tearing yourself up inside. Anyway, there are always risks when a woman gets pregnant," she added, hoping to allay not only his fears, but her own. "It's part of life."
But she couldn't help wondering what would happen if she did get pregnant. What had she done? What kind of child would result from their union?