Ajos: The Restitution - A Sci-fi Alien Romance, Book 1, стр. 40
“These plants…the trees above us, even the bushes and plants below them…”
“Hm?”
“Most of this is roots, not vines… There are so many aerial roots…and they seem to be running from one tree to the other.”
Her nose scrunched up in a most strange manner. He almost wanted to poke it to see if it would bounce back to its regular form.
“What do you mean?”
“It’s like…I know this might be reaching but…it’s like this,” she motioned around them in a big sweep of her arm, “is all one big tree…one big organism. At more than one point, I even noticed one root connected to two different trees.”
Ajos frowned a little, he didn’t get what she was saying.
“We have something similar on Earth, called the Pando Aspen. It’s in Utah—not that you know where that is—but it’s the largest living organism on Earth.” She paused. “I can’t be positive, this is all just speculative, but I think that this forest is something similar. There are seeds but not many of the trees seem to bear fruit, only a few. Yet, they dominate the land—at least, this section of it. There is no wildlife to spread the seeds either. Wherever they fall, that’s where they end up. So for the forest to grow and spread, it’s possible it uses its root system. I could be wrong, but the trees look identical too.”
She glanced up at him, her filaments brushing against his chin as she did so.
“Sorry, I’m babbling.”
Ajos blinked. “Don’t stop. I like it.”
She smiled and moved into him more, either of her own accord or involuntarily, he didn’t know.
All he knew was that the brush of her body against his was making his cock pulse so hard she’d feel it.
Ajos swallowed hard as a cool breeze blew across them and Keh-reh-nah shivered a little.
He shouldn’t…
He really shouldn’t…
But though his mind was strong, his flesh was weak.
Knowing he was playing a dangerous game, he wrapped his arms around her as he leaned back to lay against the vines with her cradled against his chest.
She went with him without protest, only adjusting herself so she was more comfortable.
In the silence of the forest, a deep peace settled over Ajos. One that felt undeserved but, yet, one that he craved.
This felt…good.
She felt good.
For long minutes, he stared up into the darkness, watching as the stars above them began to appear, and he wondered what the gods were trying to tell him.
She felt warm against him. Warm and soft and it didn’t take long before he realized she’d drifted off to sleep.
She snuggled into him, spinning so that her front was turned to him and he could feel every single beat of her life organ.
Did he dare relish in this feeling she was stirring within him?
Ajos swallowed hard as his arms closed around her tighter, pulling her closer to him and when she sighed, he lost all his resolve.
His shoulders shook with the tension of unspent emotion.
He wanted her.
And it was not his body, not the urges, not the heat, that he was feeling.
This was more than the heat.
He wanted her.
For the first time in a long while, someone was evoking feelings in him that he hadn’t allowed himself to feel.
The only problem? He wasn’t worthy of a female and Keh-reh-nah was too pure to be associated with him.
But could he allow himself this one moment?
Maybe…
Just once, and tomorrow, he would accept the fate the gods had given him.
Pulling her a little closer, Ajos buried his nose into the pale strands on her head.
Tonight he would allow himself to live a little.
Tomorrow, he would forget this ever happened.
15
Kerena woke with a start and strong arms closed around her immediately, preventing her from moving.
Ajos.
She remembered now. They were in the forest.
It was still dark, but she didn’t remember falling asleep.
She must have been more tired than she’d thought.
She felt warm, so warm and she soon realized the reason for that.
There was warmth underneath her.
Ajos was burning up.
“Ajos?” She tried to ease up so she could look at him, but his arms tightened around her even more.
“Don’t move.”
Kerena stilled.
It hardly sounded like Ajos at all.
That voice was hard, rough, strained…
“Are you in pain?” She tried to move again but he only held her tighter.
“Keh-reh-nah,” he rasped. “Don’t…move.”
For a moment, she didn’t move, and her eyes widened as she tried to sense if any threat was around them.
But it soon became clear that he wanted her still for some other reason—some reason she did not know.
She lifted her head and looked upward. She couldn’t see his face clearly because of the angle at which he held her, and the darkness around them didn’t make it any easier.
Reaching upward, she felt for his face and as her hand made contact with his neck, she heard him inhale sharply.
There was a thin layer of perspiration there but just that one touch told her that he was indeed burning up.
A small yelp left her lips when her hand was suddenly snatched as Ajos’ palm closed around her wrist. He pulled her intrusive hand from his flesh.
“You’re burning up.” She searched his face in the darkness. She could barely make out his outline, but she was sure she saw the muscle tick in his cheek.
He was burning up and agitated.
This wasn’t the same Ajos she’d fallen asleep on.
She had no idea how long she’d been sleeping for, but it must have been for a few hours at least, judging from how dark it was.
“Ajos—”
“Keh-reh-nah,” he rasped again, and his entire body shuddered.
He sounded so strained, panic rose within her.
“Let me go,” she ordered. She needed to get a better vantage point so she could help him somehow.
His arms tightened around her, but when she struggled against him, he finally loosened his arms a little. Still, he did not release her.
“No,” he said. “Just don’t…don’t move.”
Was she the reason he was in pain?
She could understand that his body must be hurting laying on the hard ground and with her added