Ajos: The Restitution - A Sci-fi Alien Romance, Book 1, стр. 45
Not after what he’d done.
His life organ wrung and he planted his other fist into the tree. More wood split and broke away.
He had watched his sister die, and he hadn’t been able to save her.
It was something he could never be forgiven for.
Not only had he lost his family’s treasure, but he’d inadvertently lessened the bloodline of his people.
That’s why he’d joined the Restitution to fight. But no matter how many beings he saved, how many females he helped rescue from the Tasqal’s clutches, it didn’t lessen the guilt he lived with every day.
And now this…
The gods must be punishing him even more.
Memory of Keh-reh-nah would haunt him now forever.
He’d tasted her…
His cock pulsed again and there was pain in his seed sack, but it was a pain he’d have to endure.
He’d gone too far…now there was no going back. There was no way he could control himself around her now that he knew what her skin tasted like…what she felt like whimpering beneath him…
Qef.
He’d have to stay away from her.
As Ajos hit the tree one last time, the trunk snapped.
The sound of wood splitting apart filled the forest followed by that of the huge tree crashing down.
Ajos watched it fall, feeling nothing.
His rage was still simmering, an effect of the heat, of not finding release, and his bloodied hands itched for something else to punch.
He could use his fists…pleasure himself…but that would only make things worse.
As soon as he touched himself, he would cross a barrier that he wouldn’t be able to uncross. It would open the gates of his need and he still needed to try to hold it together, at least till he got Keh-reh-nah back on the base.
How he was going to do that?
Only the gods knew.
As he turned to begin running again, a high-pitched sound echoed in the direction in which Keh-ren-nah rested.
He’d heard a similar sound before, when he’d helped his brothers open the stasis hold.
The sound was human. A sound of fear.
A chill down his spine immediately.
Keh-reh-nah.
He was shooting through the bushes so fast, it felt like he was moving faster than light.
His feet were made for running and he knew he was fast, but his body pushed even harder as another scream echoed through the forest.
As Ajos broke through the bushes and came upon her, he stopped dead in his tracks, unable to process what he was seeing.
One of the roots she’d been observing yesterday was wrapped around her leg and she was trying unsuccessfully to use his spear to pry it off.
His heart was finally allowed to beat—he hadn’t even realized it had stopped—and Ajos took a breath.
She was okay.
“Ajos!” she screamed, “Help me!”
He moved, grasping his spear and prying it from her fingers. With one swift downward movement, he slammed the sharp part into the vine by her leg, slicing the plant in two.
It almost seemed as if the thing retreated somewhat and the part that was still wrapped around her leg loosened a little.
Her fingers were frantic as she tried to pry the vegetation off.
“Let me,” he growled before clearing his throat.
He still sounded angry and he needed to hide it.
Taking her leg in his hand, he fought back his feelings and grit his teeth as he pried the vegetation from her leg.
As soon as it was removed, Keh-reh-nah pulled her leg toward her and rubbed the area.
Her movements were still frantic as she rubbed her ankle. It was as if she wanted to remove her actual skin with how hard she rubbed and he had to swallow his feelings as he reached forward and touched her once more, placing his hand over hers.
“Keh-reh-nah?”
She sobbed a little and that’s when she glanced at him.
Her eyes were wet.
She was hurting and he didn’t know exactly why.
He had never felt so helpless in his life. “Keh-reh-nah?”
“It wrapped itself around me,” she met his gaze and blinked back the wetness, “I swear. It wrapped itself around me while I was sleeping. I felt it tighten. I felt it pull me.” She scrubbed her skin again. “I mean, I work with plants but that just…it creeped me the fuck out and you weren’t here. I thought you’d left me and—”
She stopped and took a deep breath.
Her throat moved as she swallowed hard and then she was standing.
Her back was turned to him as she wiped her eyes and then her shoulders stiffened and she took a deep breath.
“I freaked out,” she said. “It won’t happen again.”
He could see her throat move the more she tried to hide her true emotions.
“Maybe these plants just grow ridiculously quickly and the root thought I was something to climb over. Climbing plants can curl or cling to other plants.” She looked up into the trees. “That can make them dangerous in some cases…”
Her gaze scanned the vegetation and Ajos got the distinct impression that she was talking to herself again.
She seemed to do this whenever she was talking about plants and he found his anger and rage quelling a little as he watched her.
Keh-reh-nah spun, her gaze still moving around them. “But these are roots, not vines…”
Her fingers were working in a strange pattern as another breath shuddered through her and she caught hold of her emotions. It was as if she was weaving invisible thread with her fingers and his eyes locked onto her movements, mesmerized.
“They’re roots but they act like vines and vines that grow that quickly could choke the plants they grow on…” Her eyes held no wetness anymore and she frowned. “…because they’d deprive the other plant of light to the point they’d kill it.”
Her gaze finally landed on him, the frown still on her face.
“Ajos,” she said. “I don’t see any roots climbing on the trees or even the plants around us.”
She looked down and he followed her gaze.
There were roots all below them and Keh-reh-nah crouched.
He watched her work, his own urges halted momentarily in awe of the female before him.
He’d expected her to shout or scream at