Free Possessing Providence [Warriors Of Kelon Book 6] by Angela Castle Page B

tongue and fingers on her to bring her to climax over and over. He spent hours simply exploring her body, claiming he wanted to commit every inch of her to his memory. Why, she didn’t know, but then didn’t care when he was so sweet and tender.
    She talked about her life, growing up in a small town, schooling, always being a tomboy and doing her best to try to please her dad. Her big Z man talked about his planet, how it was completely covered in sand, and the population lived below, protected by huge crystal domes. She wanted to see his planet for herself. The universe was such a huge, diverse place.
    “We can’t do this forever, you know.” She lay on the bed staring up at the florescent light tube. She frowned, knowing how tough the light tubes were to get into, being built for safety.
    Zelron paused in his sit-ups. He routinely did two hundred every day, along with push-ups and those martial arts-type moves. Oh boy, she loved to watch him work his body. He was every woman’s wet dream and was sure he would be the envy of every buffed-up, boffin head, body builder. And all mine.
    Only for now. She insisted on reminding herself of this over and over. Once they were free, everything would change; she knew it would despite all his ‘mine forever’ claims. She couldn’t let her heart trust in a forever; she knew it would only be broken.
    “We do what we must to stay alive.” He went back to his sit-ups.
    “Don’t you want to escape?”
    He grunted. “At the risk of losing you, no.”
    She rolled to her feet and walked around, picking up the fork, wondering how she could use it. Her gaze slid to the door. There was no lock on this side for her to pick and it would be hard to short out an electrical circuit with only a light bulb socket.
    “What are you thinking?” Z paused again, his gaze on the fork in her hand.
    “I have a plan, well kind of half a plan. It’s not as if I’ve ever had to think up an escape plan before.”
    Zelron climbed to his feet, stretching and flexing his delicious muscles. Damn, why was she always thinking about sex with him?
    “You are not a fighter. When we escape, we must be careful. I do not want you harmed.”
    She smiled as he came in closer, wrapping a sweaty arm around her. Sighing, she leaned into him while he pulled her against his body. She loved his —no , not loved —really , really liked his warmth and the way his arms felt around her.
    “I know, but you are a fighter and maybe somehow, if I got us out, you could do the rest. I know the way out and you know how to fight. We just need a — ”
    “Chance.”
    “Yes, a chance. I know you want to protect me, but staying down here is no life at all. These people have to pay for what they’ve done. If no one makes a stand, they will continue to get away with this evil.”
    He brushed stray hairs from the crook of her shoulders, leaned down to kiss the junction between her neck and shoulder, while his other hand snuck around to cup her left breast, squeezing it through the T-shirt’s fabric. She melted. How well he learned her body, knowing where to touch, to kiss, and turning her into soft putty in his wonderfully, strong hands.
    “I confess to being a coward for the fear of losing my greatest possession, the one treasure of my life.” He murmured against her skin. “You put me to shame with your strength. Our life is not to be lived here, to die victims of vile humans. You are right; it is time to fight our way to freedom and put a stop to this evil.”
    Oh damn, why did he keep doing that to her? Calling her his most treasured possession put her heart in serious danger of losing the battle to keep her distance.
    Plan. She had a plan, didn’t she? Zelron’s touch muddled her brain. Focus, Prov.
    His touch continued downward over her rounded belly to the junction of her thighs. Because she wasn’t wearing the sweat pants, he had easy access to her intimate place. His fingers easily opened her folds, finding her