Kozav by Celia Kyle

Author:Celia Kyle [Kyle, Celia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-29T23:00:00+00:00

15

Grace was a big kid. There was no reason to be nervous about sharing a bed with a man—no, male—she hardly knew. They were mates, right? It should be fine; normal, even. Yeah, someone needed to tell that to the butterflies in her stomach. Actually, they were more like a dozen ouxch. The Knowing supplied the word, but her human mind translated it to something like a prehistoric pterodactyl. Great, massive winged things were making a mess of her belly.

She licked her lips, mouth dry, and stared at the massive bed that dominated Kozav’s sleeping chamber. Their sleeping chamber, she supposed. He moved around the room, pulling out tomorrow’s uniform, setting his blades in their place beside the bed.

“Within easy reach should we be attacked. I will protect you, shaa kouva. I will not fail you again.”

She’d wanted to correct him. Her altercation with Impe wasn’t his fault. It was her own, but she knew it would be a pointless exercise.

Kozav strode to the other side of the room and tapped on the wall. A drawer slid out, revealing its contents. Two rows of fabric lined the rectangle, varying colors ranging from white to black and every shade of grey in between. He propped his hands on his hips, staring down at the clothing for a moment. He turned his attention to her, eyeing her with narrowed eyes from head to toe and back again, before returning his attention to the drawer.

“I believe I have made an error, shaa kouva.” He finally focused on her fully. “I ordered the ship to construct day clothing, but nothing for rest. I’d believed we would share—”

She could just imagine what he believed. She could just imagine what her mother would encourage her to do now, too.

Embrace life Gracie. There’s no doubting he’s yours, is there?

Yeah, well, she’d embraced enough life for the day thankyouverymuch.

He cleared his throat. “My off-duty clothing will be large on you and the Preors only wear pants. Wearing something like a human shirt could interfere with our wings.”

So, she’d be topless. Great. She was really regretting the whole “leave the clothes for now because the ship can take care of things” decision. And she’d had the crazy idea to wear Preor clothing.

“I…” The big bad warrior was hesitant. “I live my life with honor, now, shaa kouva.”

She shook her head, not understanding him and hating the uncertainty in his tone. “What does that have to do with shirts?”

“I vow I will not peek or touch you as we rest. Or we may wait to retire another two hours for the ship to create pee-jays.”

Grace almost groaned. Almost. She was torn between, “Please peek and touch me,” “I will cut you if you look my boobs,” and, “Maybe it’d be best if we waited for the ship to handle things.” Mainly because knowing she was his mate and knowing she was his mate were two very different things. She wanted him, but… Nope, she wanted him. She just had societal norms and expectations bouncing around her head.

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