Soul of Eon (Eon Warriors #8) - Anna Hackett Page 0,30
her clothes off. The water wasn’t warm, but it wasn’t cold either. She stepped in. She didn’t care that it was lukewarm. As long as she could get clean.
She sank into the water. Hanging from a small hook, she saw filmy, white fabric.
A loose dress with thin straps at the shoulders. She reached out and touched it. It was nearly translucent, like it was spun from the finest silk.
It would do. It’d be nice not to wear her dirty sports bra.
She sank into the water and stifled a groan.
If this was her last night alive, this wasn’t too bad.
She glanced at the adjoining door, her mind whirring with thoughts and images, wants and needs.
Thane stomped into the room he’d been assigned.
He felt tired, dusty, and worried. The thoughts of the pathogen, and what it could do to the Eon churned inside him.
No.
He removed his armor with a thought. The wooden tub filled with water beckoned. Methodically, he stripped his borrowed gray pants off, then leaned over to splash water onto his face.
He wouldn’t let it happen. He’d die to stop the pathogen.
And to get Kaira off this cren-cursed planet.
He wanted her safe and alive, to live the life she wanted. To do whatever made her happy. He glanced at the adjoining door, then he grabbed a cloth and got into the tub.
He leaned back against the edge. He never thought he’d have a mate. It shouldn’t hurt this much to have her, but know he couldn’t touch her. To know that he’d lose her.
He dumped water over his head.
He tried not to think about waking to her stroking his cock. To spilling his release on her belly.
With a groan, he splashed water on his face. He had his duty. That had to be enough.
Small cramps knotted in his gut. He groaned and breathed through it. In the danger of the attack, and meeting Nisid, the symptoms of the mating fever had dulled.
He was an Eon warrior. He’d get through this.
All of a sudden, the adjoining door opened and he tensed. Kaira appeared in the doorway, her wet hair loose, and a diaphanous dress covering her small body.
She saw him in the tub and paused. “Can I come in?”
He nodded wordlessly.
As she moved, the dress flowed around her. It was almost sheer, and he could see the shadow of her dark nipples. He bit back a groan.
She reached the tub, a strange, intense look on her face. “Let me.” She took the cloth from his hand.
She moved behind him, reached forward and dipped the cloth in the water, then she started washing his back.
Helpless, Thane leaned forward, his chin dropping to his chest. The brush of her fingers on his skin felt so good.
“You have a bruise.” She gently touched his shoulder blade.
“My helian will fix it.”
She washed his back, setting desire alive in his body. His cock lengthened. If she looked into the water, she couldn’t miss it.
This was torture, but he didn’t stop her.
“You really believe we can get the pathogen and get off this planet?” she asked.
“Yes.” He put all his conviction in his voice. “I won’t accept anything less.”
Her hands stilled. “You’re a hell of a man, Thane Kann-Eon. I admire your determination.”
He turned his head to look back at her. Cren, she was beautiful. “If we don’t fight for what we believe in, for what we love, life isn’t worth living.”
She nodded. “I want to be with you, Thane. I want tonight to be ours.”
All sound ceased. Every muscle in his body froze.
“What are you saying?” His voice was deep, held an edge.
Her strong, unwavering gaze met his. “I want to make love with you.”
Her words were like a punch to his body. His cock throbbed.
“I want to explore every part of you.” Her lips parted. “We might only have tonight.”
It was all a rush in his ears. He couldn’t think past his desire and need. “You have to be sure, Kaira.”
Her lips quirked. “There’s that noble man. I’m sure, Thane.” Her hand smoothed over his shoulders. “I’m tired of being afraid.”
Lightning-fast, he reached back and dragged her into the tub.
With a gasp, she tumbled over his shoulder and into his lap, water plastering her gauzy dress to her body.
By the warriors. The muscles in his gut stretched so tight. He stroked a hand up her body and cupped her firm breast through the fabric.
She undulated against him, her round ass rubbing against his cock.
“Kaira.” His voice was guttural, filled with need. “Tell me.”
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