WIP Wednesday – Clans of Kalquor 9: Alien Indiscretions

                “I’m waiting, Cecilia.” Diltan crossed his arms over his chest.

                His domineering attitude made her already fired-up temper flare in an instant. She went on the attack.

                “Okay Diltan, let’s talk. Why don’t you start with why my cousin Lindsey doesn’t like you?  I’d be interested in finding out why she hinted it would be a good idea to avoid getting involved with you.”

                Cissy didn’t know what she’d expected the Dramok’s reaction to be. It certainly wasn’t seeing him go deathly pale. The man’s jaw snapped shut so hard she thought he might break his teeth.

                His clanmates looked at him with obvious confusion. Rolat asked, “What’s this about, Diltan?”

                In a tone tight with fury Diltan snarled, “It’s something we don’t need to discuss in front of her.” His glare was enough to make Cissy cringe a little. Skewering her with that look, he told her, “At least Matara Lindsey can be counted on for discretion. You might learn a thing or two about that.”

                He turned on his heel and stormed into the bath facility. Cissy heard the water run and loud splashing.

                Recovering from her surprise at his reaction, she called out, “Are you saying I have no discretion?”

                The water switched off. Diltan came back into the sleeping room. Without pausing, he grabbed up his pile of clothes from the floor and kept going towards the door that led to the greeting room. As he went, he said, “It is not your strong suit, from what I’ve seen.”

                Unmindful of her nudity, Cissy hurried out after him. Diltan stood in the middle of the room, yanking his clothes on. He seemed intent on pretending she wasn’t there.

                Hurt by his refusal to look at her, Cissy yelled, “You don’t know anything about me, you pompous, self-important jerk!”

                He stepped into his shoes, finishing his quick dressing. He brought his eyes up to stare at her. “I know this.”

                With that, he made two quick strides to stand in front of her. Before she could react, Diltan grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her close. His mouth fell on hers.

                Cissy instinctively parted her lips. Diltan’s tongue forged in, taking possession and kissing her soundly. At the same time, the hand not holding her in place slid over her pussy, stroking and fondling. Cissy’s senses lit, arousal filling her gut and making her clutch the man with need. Honey slid from her to cover Diltan’s talented fingers. She moaned, grinding hard against his touch.

Releasing March 27.