Free A Forgotten Kitten (Sea-anan Saga Book 2) by Jessica A Kong

were fully extended and had raked into the bark between his thighs in response.
    Sev closed his eyes tight, dipping his head forward on a loud groan. His nails clawed deeper into the bark. He was mere minutesfrom completion. He was unsure if he could bear anymore of this bittersweet torture. Still, he continued to watch Areo bathe.
    He recalled what had happened between them in the control room. His right hand rubbed along his erection. His groans became louder. As in his dreams, Areo fit perfectly underneath him. She had responded to his touch. Unlike his dreams, Areo was small, tight, and extremely wet.
    Sev bolted to his feet. He tore opened his pants and faced the tree. He grasped his manhood and tugged. Within seconds, thick, white fluid spilled over his hand in steady flows. Sev leaned his forehead on the tree. Turning his head, he opened his eyes. He believed they glowed brighter now than when he’d had Areo in his arms.
    “Areo,” he whispered. He had chosen his mate.
    Sev wanted to go to her with every aching need in his impassioned body, but a horrible thought stopped him. Areo wanted to leave. His chest tightened painfully. His heart accelerated, this time out of fear of losing her. Sev shook his hand and cleaned it the best he could with the broad leaves around him. He placed his member back into his pants and carefully closed the zipper.
    He had to convince Areo to stay. He could not give his heart to someone who would take it and then disappear. Sev watched Areo dress. She made herself comfortable at the base of the tree he was hidden in. It was time to get some questions answered. Sev landed in front of Areo without making a sound.
    Areo gasped. “Jeezum, you scared me! What’s wrong with you? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?”
    What was she doing? She knew Sev was not to blame for sneaking up on her. It was her own fault for not using her preternatural senses to scan the area for intruders. She was lucky it was Sev and not Jack the Ripper.
    “I’m sorry.”
    “No, I’m sorry. I should’ve been more aware of my environment.”
    Areo could not miss the hunger that shone behind those partly closed lids. His arousal stood proud and bold. It matched how she felt. Her cold bath had not diffused the bomb about to explodewithin her. It was on a timer, and each time Sev went near her, it clicked a second closer to zero.
    It dawned on her why Sev was hot and bothered. How long had he been there? she wondered. Areo moved a wet strand from her face. “What do you want?” she breathlessly asked him. The idea of him having watched her excited her, pushing her closer to detonation.
    Sev roguishly grinned. Those flaming orbs raked over her outstretched legs. They lingered at her junction, touched her tummy, then remained at her bosom.
    “You don’t want me to answer that,” was his fervid reply.
    His words were like a sharp knife to her heart. Areo turned her face away so he would not see their effect on her. It seemed she was too slow, for Sev swiftly knelt in front of her.
    “Are you all right?” he asked. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing. Everything,” she downheartedly answered. “Sev… what happened between us in the control room was beautiful. But it can never happen again. It must never…happen…again.”
    “But why? Is it because of Jugar? Is it because of something he said? Is he the reason why you are turning away from me?”
    Areo wanted to end the conversation. Dwelling on the topic only hurt her more. “Yes and no.” She lowered her lashes and tried for an easier explanation. “Sev…we have to remember that I will soon be heading back to my own world.”
    Sev clenched his jaw.
    “We can’t get involved when I can’t stay with you.”
    “Why can’t you stay with me? I told you, the castle is your home for as long as you want it to be.” He edged closer to her.
    Areo read the pleading in his eyes. “But I’m not like you. Look at me.” She lifted her hands