Overwhelming emotions from everything which happened became suddenly too much for her to handle. Tears pricked behind her eyes. Damn it, she was not one to get all girly and cry, but she couldn’t stop the tears spilling down her cheeks. She sniffed, swiping at them.
“Sorry…I’m n…not usually like this.”
His hand stroked down her arm over the blanket. “Be brave, little Providence. I will not let them harm you. I swear by the great god, Elron.”
Chapter 5
The banging against the bars jolted Zelron from his sleep. “Oi, wake up!”
“Mine!” Zelron’s head snapped up, growling at the guard.
His gaze softened as he glanced down at Providence, his soft, little human. He remembered holding her, watching her red, wet cheeks, her lush body racked with sobs, until they faded and fell into a deep slumber. He gently laid her on the bunk and removed himself to the corner of the cell to watch her. For an endless time, he watched the soft rise and fall of her chest under the blanket. He studied the beauty of her straight, little nose, light brown lashes against pale cheeks and stray strands of her multi-coloured hair falling in wisps over her face. He admired her full, pink lips, parted slightly while breathing.
The magnificence of nebulae and star systems paled in comparison to the beauty of this little female, yet she seemed unaware of this.
Over and over, he battled to make sense of his mind and body concerning her. The human males disregarded her as important. His hatred for human males grew with the way they treated their females.
Was he being foolish to hope either of them could escape and have a future? Many other Kelon males took human females as their life-mates. From past experience and his damaged face, he could never win the favour of a Kelon female. Providence was an opportunity he would be foolish to pass up.
Why could she not be his prize for all he’d suffered at human hands? Take something they choose to neglect. The fact she did not find him repulsive helped to strengthen his growing resolve. Why fight the natural impulses riding him?
I want her and I will claim her and possess her. Remove her from a world that abuses their females. He would protect and treasure her. She and I are alone no longer.
Renewed determination to escape their captors and take her back to Kelon strengthened.
He would not touch her yet, not until she was ready. He clung to those thoughts while doing repetitive sit-ups and many more push-ups. Practicing his combat moves, as much as he was able, working his body, so he would not give in to his desire to pull her body against his.
“Breakfast for you and your little fuck friend. I was hoping for more of a show last night—so disappointing.”
“You kiss your mother with that mouth?” Providence sat up, rubbed her eyes with the heel of her palm before glaring at the guard. “There’s a special place in hell for assholes like you.” She shuffled around, the blanket falling form her shoulders, as she stretched.
“Yeah, yeah. The docs want you to eat and keep up your strength. You’re sure gonna need it today. And to think my shifts is now over.”
Zelron marched forward, snatching the tray. Glancing down, he saw it was covered by a tan, hard lid. There were items there he has not seen before. Zelron sniffed at some of them.
“Don’t worry, beast, it’s not drugged this time. Some of that’s for your lady friend.” Zelron did not like the way the guard was staring at his Providence. He gave a low, warring growl and the guard backed off. He felt the menacing grin curve up the corners of his lips. Yes, they were all afraid of him and what he could do to them, if he ever got loose.
Zelron set down the tray on the end of the bunk and lifted the lid. The wafting, exotic smell felt good, making his stomach growl with hunger.
“Gee, there’s enough food here to feed—” She glanced up at him, her delicate eyebrow arched. “I guess you would pack away a lot.” Her brow creased in a frown. “Have they been feeding you right?”
“Docs said be good and you’ll be treated well,” the guard spoke up. Prov and Zelron narrowed their eyes at him and he backed off, shaking his head and muttering. “Acting like a married couple already.”
Providence’s soft sigh brought Zelron’s attention back to her. “Why do I get the feeling they don’t give you a breakfast like this every day?”
“Food is food. Need it to stay alive.” He picked up the glass of water and took a sip to make sure it wasn’t drugged before handing the glass to her. “Drink. I make sure it has no drugs first.”
Her fingers brushed his, sending his body back into a hardened state. The glass wobbled and he wrapped his hands around hers to steady them. The blanket slipped further off her shoulders, revealing the creamy swell of her breasts.