Bandar
Kendrick cursed softly from where he knelt behind a large tree. He’d been following the human female, intending to talk to her, when he heard the rustle of dry leaves on the ground. Crouched in battle ready position, he swiftly scanned the darkness behind him, his senses on high alert. He gripped the lethal Tandura knife his grandfather gave him, ready to strike, when a small animal darted across his feet. No one would dare attack him, but he was always careful. He slowly relaxed and sheathed the weapon.
When he turned, however, the female was no longer there. Disappointment twisted inside him. She’d managed to elude him.
He’d gone to The Rendezvous tonight on impulse, hoping to have a drink and relax before the journey back to Bandar. He was about to leave, deciding it was a waste of time, when he saw her walk in wearing that short, shimmering dress that gave tantalizing glimpses of smooth, tanned limbs. His body’s instant hardening reminded him it had been a while since he’d lain with a woman. Still, the force of the lust that hit him came as a surprise. He’d already staked her out for his own when another man began to approach her. It had been easy enough to dissuade him. The young man didn’t even put up an argument and had readily turned away. Tracking the human female’s swift exit from the club, he decided to follow her, driven by a compulsion he didn’t understand or question.
“Why are you following me?”
At the sound of the husky, feminine voice, Kendrick grinned. He swiveled slowly, his eyebrows rising at the weapon she held in her small hands. The computer controlled clouds parted at that moment, giving him a clear view of her face. The soft glow of the moon illuminated her smooth skin. “Do you know how to use that weapon? Or is it just for show?” he drawled.
Her blue eyes flashed. “You don’t want to find out, trust me. Why are you following me?”
Kendrick crossed his arms. “You left so suddenly.”
She flicked a switch on the plasma gun and a red light came on, signaling a full charge. “You’re very arrogant.”
“And you’re very brave,” he countered softly. “Human females don’t normally appeal to me. You’re different.”
“I’m not interested.”
He took in her generous breasts pushing against the sheer material of the dress she wore. They were high and round, tipped by stiff crests. “No?”
“You can leave now.” When he didn’t move, she pointed the gun at his crotch. “I don’t think you want me to shoot you there.”
In a lightning fast move, Kendrick slapped the plasma gun away from her hand. The weapon landed a few feet away. One second was all he needed and he swooped in. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her close, her back against his front, and wrapped his arm around her. The maneuver was executed with flawless precision. With an outraged shriek, she struggled against his hold.
Kendrick held her close to him and buried his face in her fragrant hair. “I told you not to point that thing at me.”
She flailed and kicked in a vain attempt to dislodge his arm. “Let me go,” she bit out furiously.
He grinned. “Why would I want to do that?”
“I’m giving you one last chance to let me go.”
He chuckled, amused by her audacity. “Or else what?”
“Or else I’ll kick your ass,” she snapped.
“I’d like to see you do that.” Her wiggling backside rubbed against his cock, the friction further arousing his flesh.
She made one last admirable effort to extricate herself, struggling with surprising strength. Bracing her feet on the ground and managing to take him by surprise, she pushed back and knocked them both to the ground. Kendrick fell, pulling her on top of him, absorbing the impact. Without giving her a chance to react, he rolled over and pinned her underneath. He quickly clamped a leg over hers and held her arms above her head.
Her angry eyes locked onto his, her breaths coming in pants. She bucked and kicked angrily. “Let me go.”
The human female was strong and knew how to defend herself, but she was no match for him. He was bigger, wider and heavier. With her hands held securely by one of his, he was safe for the moment. He didn’t dare take anything for granted. The moment she was loose, she’d attack without a doubt.
Kendrick marveled once more at her beauty. Her full lips were currently pulled in a thin, angry line but didn’t detract from her loveliness.
“You’re going to regret this,” she warned.
“Tell me that again when you’re not horizontal beneath me. In the meantime…” He trailed his fingers from her cheek to the side of her neck before pushing the fragile bodice of the dress down to her waist. Her sharp intake of breath didn’t escape his notice. He grinned in delight and cupped the soft flesh in his palm.
The look she threw him was scathing. “You’re nothing but an animal.”
Brushing against the soft swell of her breasts, Kendrick kept his touch unhurried and deliberate. He flexed his fingers, gently kneading the generous bounty he held. Leaning down, he tongued her nipple, giving her one long, slow lick. Her strangled moan broke the silence of the night.
“Stop,” she choked.
He looked into her eyes, the deep blue pools shimmering in the night. “Kiss me and I’ll let you go.”
“What?”
Kendrick lowered his head in slow degrees, giving her time to protest and stop him. She remained mute as he drew closer. When he closed the distance between their lips, her eyes fluttered closed.
© 2005 Beverly Havlir
