Page 113 of Riv's Sanctuary

His voice was raspy and low when he spoke.

“Leave, La-rehn.”

Two words.

Two words that shot through her consciousness and brought her back to reality.

Lauren stiffened against him.

She was an idiot.

How could she have let herself get away so much she’d forgotten who he was?

The alien she was inconveniencing.

Wringing out of his grasp, Lauren pulled away, her back to him.

She kept her head straight, pure disappointment in herself fueling her anger, and stepped out of the room without a backward glance.

* * *

Riv leaned his forehead against the wall of the cleansing room, his breath coming in hard gasps.

Squeezing his eyes shut tight, he forced himself to regain control.

His cock throbbed insistently, missing the warm soft body it had just been against and he slammed his fist into the wall.

He was becoming undone by a barrage of emotions.

Feelings he’d locked away so long ago. Feelings he hadn’t known he still had the capacity to experience.

Every fiber within him ached with need and he had to clench his teeth, squeeze his fists, and plant his feet into the floor so he wouldn’t go after her.

He wanted her.

He’d admit it.

He phekking wanted her.

The memory of her body against his still fresh in his mind was like torture and his cock jerked again, demanding attention.

Gripping himself at the base, Riv clenched his teeth.

As he moved under the spray once more, he let the water run over his head and shoulders and let go of his cock.

He wouldn’t relieve himself of the pressure, the pain.

He wouldn’t be so weak as to indulge. He’d endure it till it went away.

Hanging his head, he took a deep breath.

He was weak. Weaker than he’d realized.

All these years of telling himself he was better off alone, all of that was crumbling in just the short space of time he’d been around the sweet-smelling human.

Didn’t she understand?

She’d been thrust into his space and now she was invading his entire being.