Page 58 of Starborn Husbands

Taking the risk, I slide my hand up his shirt. He lets go of a soft, slow exhale. The man has reflexes better than any feline on Earth, if he wanted me to stop, he’d have my wrist locked in a hold by now. I’m going to play a game.

“Fine. What do they say about how I’ll kill you?”

He pants a little when I push his shirt up to reveal—holy fucking shit—a twenty-four-pack of abs and striated muscles like you wouldn’t believe. It’s a good thing I’ll have to lay off the crispy chicken sandwiches since fast food doesn’t exist in the Nebuli. I have a nice body, but not like his.

There is zero guilt in me when I press my lips to his belly. He’s stolen two forehead kisses; I’ve got one more to lay down before we’re even, and I know just where I’m going to do that.

My fingers go to the waistband of his sleep pants.

“Treyu.”

Okay, fine. So, I’m not going to kiss his dick. I’m still kissing him. One swift maneuver is all it takes to be on top of him. I expect to get tossed off him in the same breath, but instead, we stare. His eyes are wide-set teardrops. Dark. Ancient. The most beautiful eyes I’ll ever see.

A swift hand grabs the back of my neck, and my skin washes with a wave of wild prickles. My breathing changes under his hungry gaze. That’s not all that’s changed. I was in charge, but I’m not anymore. I’m held hostage by that hand while my heart beats in my throat.

His hand reaches out, ghosting over my lips as if they’re the most forbidden fruit in the world.

“Forgive me,” he says, and then his violent lips crash to mine.

It’s like diving underwater before taking a breath. I’m not ready for it. I couldn’t be ready for it. But I’m already under the water. I open my mouth to let him inside, his tongue curls over my teeth to meet mine. He deepens the kiss, and I stop caring about air. Screw oxygen. Who needs it? I need this. An unhinged buzz crackles its way through me, sinking into my marrow.

My knees lock into the grooves of his waist, and my cock’s already seeking friction—any friction.

From deep inside, my star glows. If I can just reach it, maybe I could pull it to the surface. As soon as I get a fragile grasp, it slips and falls even further into the darkness.

We pull apart, stunned, desperately pulling breath into our lungs. I’ve never felt anything like that before. I blink like a fucking doe-eyed schoolboy. Goddess, where the fuck did he learn to kiss like that?

Doing what Treyus do best, I slap his face gently. “Morning, babe. Told you I’d corrupt you in your sleep.”

I climb off him with every intention of getting the fuck out of here, and hoping to fuck he sees that kiss as another one of my mischievous (and adorable) pranks. “Look, I’m all better.”

Springing out of bed, I get as much distance as possible. This time, I have no issues changing into my clothes—in the closet, far away from him—but my foot gets caught and I tumble to the ground.

A set of large bare feet land in front of my face. Zhang towers above me, his long red hair loose and his arms crossed over his chest. He extends his hand.

“Maybe you shouldn’t play with fire.”

I take the hand, pouting. “But I always play with fire.” He lifts and tosses me over his shoulder. “Zhang!”

I’m carried to the chair by the bed and plunked down into it. He leans over, getting in my face.

“Stop being difficult. You got exactly what you wanted.”

Yeah, I know. “You’re supposed to stop me.”

“And have you pawing all over me? No. You weren’t going to stop until you succeeded.”

“Bullshit, Centaurus! You admit that you couldn’t resist me, right now.”

He takes a shuddery breath. “I couldn’t resist you. It’s getting hard to … Treyu,fuck. I want to shove my cock so far down your throat, use you till you’re too raw to swallow.”

“That’s a far cry from not even taking your shirt off yesterday.” I waggle my brows ripe with sweet, sweet victory.

He nods. “It’s your fault. You’re too Godsdamn tempting.”

I started this game, and I am getting exactly what I wanted, but that was when I thought it was just going to be sex. I don’t like what that kiss did to my star.

“I’m going to visit my family,” I announce, changing the subject with something that will piss him off.