Sohut's Protection: A Sci-fi Alien Romance (Riv's Sanctuary Book 2) A.G. Wilde (best way to read an ebook TXT) 📖

rising over him so she could pull his trousers down from over his hips.

Sohut lifted his head a little to watch her, his green gaze hypnotic.

Sliding down his body, she came face to face with his hardness and it made a gasp lodge in her throat.

Even in the dimming light, he was impressive.

As she took him by the base of his cock, Sohut jerked in her hand. She could feel those hard rings that corded around him. They were underneath his skin, and when she squeezed her hand around them gently, he jerked again.

“Clee-yo?” There was shock in his eyes as he watched her, mesmerized.

Her gaze moved to the head of his cock and there was a glimmer of clear liquid there.

It slid down the tip and toward her hand at his base, like an invitation.

As she licked her lips, she felt Sohut stiffen underneath her.

“Clee-yo?” He called her name again.

Smiling up at him, Cleo licked her lips once more before closing her mouth over his cock.

Sohut stiffened completely as she took the head of his cock into her mouth, sliding him toward her throat.

There was no way she could fit him in without gagging and when she reached her limit, she raised her eyes to his.

His green orbs were two huge pools that stared back at her in complete astonishment.

His throat moved as if he wanted to say something and she kept her eyes locked with his as she rose toward his tip again.

Sohut’s eyes dilated completely and if she didn’t see him do it before, she’d have been a bit alarmed.

As she worked him in her mouth, Sohut threaded his fingers in the web below them, clenching his fists tight as he fought to keep himself still.

It was almost as if he was afraid of moving lest he hurt her or scare her away.

The thought only made her go down on him harder, swirling her tongue around his shaft even as she tasted him in her mouth.

A groan made his body shudder and he finally found his voice.

“I want to be inside you, Clee-yo.” He paused. “Now.” His throat moved with the effort of his restraint.

She didn’t need to hear him twice. She was already wet and ready just from the taste and feel of him in her mouth, his reaction to her, and the fact that he felt so good.

Rising, she watched his eyes widen again and she knelt over him.

“Like this?” he asked, his almost black eyes searching hers. “I’ve never done it this way before.”

A thrill went through her. “Then let me show you.”

Steadying him with a hand at his base, she lined up at her entrance and eased back slightly.

A moan slipped through her lips as his slick head popped in and Cleo paused, relishing the feel of him within her.

Sohut’s chest was heaving as he watched her, seemingly not daring to move as she settled herself on him.

Only when she adjusted to his width within her and started finding a rhythm did his hands move to her hips.

As she moved over him, taking him as deeply as she could, Cleo’s eyes moved to his.

He was looking at her as if he was seeing something…perfect.

No one had ever looked at her like that before.

Moving a hand from her hips, he pulled her toward him, grinding his hips against her pelvis as she took him while he captured her lips with his.

This wasn’t just sex. This was more than sex.

The feelings blooming within her were almost overtaking her and she cried into his mouth as an orgasm hit her unexpectedly.

Sohut groaned against her lips and he held her hips steady, pistoning in and out of her for a few more strokes before he stiffened beneath her too, his cock jerking inside her as it let out streams of warm spend deep inside her.

“Sohut.” Her voice quivered and Sohut pulled her closer.

“Clee-yo,” he answered.

And that was all he needed to say.

She knew, because it was obvious that whatever she was feeling, he was feeling it too.

21

Wawa appeared some time in the night and Cleo wasn’t sure how he found them up in the tree but he quickly climbed up the trunk and settled between them, much to Sohut’s annoyance.

Nevertheless, they got as comfortable of a sleep as they could lying on a web so high in the air.

Morning came, they hunted and ate, and set off once more.

It was a long walk and Sohut offered to carry her several times, but Cleo refused.

Instead, she tried to keep up and not slow him down, which she managed, but her entire body argued about it.

For two more days, they traveled. In the nights they rested in trees high in the canopy and in the days they took few breaks as they made their way through.

It was not until darkness began to fall on the third day that Sohut suddenly stopped walking and looked back at her.

“We’re here,” he said.

Cleo’s gaze darted to the bushes around them. She couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

“The camp is just beyond these trees,” Sohut said. “I’ll go ahead and announce our arrival. These Torians are a bit…”

“A bit what?”

Sohut smiled a little and shrugged. “You’ll see.”

With that, he looked at Wawa, who was at his spot on her shoulder.

“You,” he said to the slizz, “don’t let anything happen to her.”

Wawa frowned. She was sure he did.

He locked gazes with Sohut, his eyes slowly bleeding black and she was sure he was going to attack. She reached for him, but his eyes slowly bled back to their usual brown.

Cleo’s mouth fell open.

Was Wawa…was he beginning to tolerate Sohut?

He still didn’t like the blue stranger, but he was no longer trying to kill him all the time.

Moving toward her, Sohut clasped the back of her neck and tilted her head up to him.

His kiss was sensual, slow, and Cleo’s eyes fluttered as he let her go.

“I won’t be long,” he said. “Don’t move.”

Nodding, she watched him leave.

It was getting