11. Chapter 11

Ihate this. I close my eyes and rest on the pillow, fighting the urge inside me. I want to hold Hazel in my arms. It feels like the right thing to do. Her soft body is going to feel so great. I won't make her do what she doesn't want to, but...

Why am I such a rule follower all of a sudden?

I can do whatever I want to her, but I can't make myself do a thing to her.

The sadness in her eyes pained me. I wish I could help her and make her happy. But... I'm not sure whether I want to send her home either.

The markings on my body burn again. They were fine when I was out of the room, far away from her. But when she is so close, right next to me, it is impossible to hide.

Does she feel that?

Her little fist is so cute. I don't mind if she wants to punch me.

My cock twitches. Or I could have used the chance to pin her down and punish her for that.

I silently groan. Maybe I shouldn't roll around to stare at the wall instead. I want to watch her. Her sweet scent fills the room and I can't escape from that.

Is she asleep?

She remains quiet, not moving a slight bit. If I don't pay attention, I won't even hear her breathing noise.

I pull the blanket higher for myself. The bed is a bit too small for both of us, but still enough for us to stay away from each other. Yet... I can feel her warmth and that's a bit too hard to stand.

I close my eyes, trying to get my mind away from her. Maybe I should think about what to say when I bring her around tomorrow for everyone to see.

Whether she wants it or not, she is going to be my mate. At least, I'm going to convince everyone that's the case. That will be the only way I can keep their hands off her. I can control my hands and my cock, keeping those as far away from her as possible.

But with that soft body, she is going to feel so amazing—

I silently groan again, hoping I won't wake her. She deserves some sleep.

Maybe I can use some sleep too. That's probably what I need to get my mind off her.

Something heavy is on me and it is heavier than the blanket. What's that?

I flinch. Is the ship attacked? I snap my eyes open and am about to jump out of bed when...

Hazel... Her eyes are still closed, but her arms are wrapped around me and she is snuggling to me.

What does this even mean?

A pulse of heat shoots through my body and my cock is so hard that it hurts. Maybe I'm overreacting, but what is she even doing?

Is she still asleep? Is she doing this to test me?

Dammit...

It has been taking all my effort to keep myself in check, but she is here trying to crack my defense.

I don't mind, and I'd very much enjoy pinning her under my body and making her take my cock. She is going to enjoy that. But...

"Hazel..."

Maybe she is the one who can't keep her hands off me. Is that why she cracked those silly jokes? Those slips of the tongue that feel like she is trying to hook up with me?

"Hazel..."

Her eyes are still closed, and her breath is still steady, the way a sleeping being acts. Maybe she is still asleep, and I shouldn't wake her. But when she holds me like this, am I supposed to just keep lying on the bed and doing nothing?

The longer I watch her beautiful calm face, the stronger the urge in me grows. I want her. I need her to calm my cock.

She is still snuggling to me as if I'm her pillow. Her smile is so sweet. If I wake her, will that disappear?

Well... I suppose I'll have to bear with my hard cock for another while if it means I can watch her for longer.

Maybe she used to grab a toy or something when she slept, so...

I move my hand, reaching for her hair. I poke a strand with my heart racing. She seems oblivious, so I stroke her hair. She has smooth hair and her scent seems to grow even stronger. At least I'm here with her. I won't let her stay with anyone else.

It has been a while since I was that possessive of someone, so much so that I fought the captain for her. Now that I have her, I'm not letting go.

But the plan is to send her home when I get to.

Well... When I get to, so I suppose there's time.

She stirs and eventually opens her eyes. I let out a sigh when her sleepy smile is gone. She flinches the moment she wakes up. It doesn't take long before she glances at her arms on my waist. "Oh..."

She watches another moment before she takes her arm back, but she ends up stroking my abs and I'm not sure whether she is that clueless. She pats my stomach. "Sorry."

I huff. "Look at you. You are the one cuddling to me. I didn't put those arms on me."

She stares at her arms. "No way!"

I roll my eyes at that. "Except that's the case. Maybe you've been wanting me more than you dare to admit."

Her eyes widen at me with fear. I didn't mean to say that. But my hard cock makes it a bit too hard to come up with the right words. "I won't make you— Fuck!"

She puts her hand on my cock, which is already erect and ready for her. I thought the blanket would hide that from her. Did she see that or... Is she searching for that?

Her eyes snap wide open. "Oh..."

"What's that about?" I lift an eyebrow at that. It's not like I've paid attention to other uzains' cocks, but I'm sure I have a good one and I can more than satisfy her. "You better have a good explanation for that."

She runs her hand over my cock, making it even harder to control myself. I clench the bedsheet, trying to keep my hands to myself. She murmurs. "You are so hard, so large."

"You better be careful with your hands and your mouth."

"Oh..." She picks up speed, stroking my cock as if she is asking for it. "How should I be careful with them?"

A heat surges in me. If she is asking for this, maybe I should just do it. Acting on my impulse can't be that bad. There's nothing she can do to me. She is the one cuddling to me and stroking my cock. If she doesn't want this, she should have known better. She only has herself to blame.

I grab her throat and roll over, pinning her under me. "Hazel... I've tried to keep my hands away from you, but apparently, you want this."

She purrs. "I want to thank you, Zil."

I like how my name rolls off her tongue. "But you don't have to thank me."

I grit my teeth and growl at myself. Why am I saying that? She doesn't have to, but I don't mind if she wants to thank me. I don't have to tell her about that though.

She pats my chest. "Maybe you've been wanting me so much that you—"

I press my lips on hers. The markings on me are burning. Maybe this is how it feels when I find my mate. Maybe...

She wraps her arms around me and hooks her legs onto my waist, grinding her pussy against my abs when I'm taller than her. She lets out a soft moan before she moves to take my lips even better. Fuck... She is good at this...

Her lips send me burning and my cock pulsing with heat. I resist a growl, not wanting to scare her.

When our lips part, she licks hers. She is such a tease. I thought she was worried that I would do something to her, but she seems more than eager now. That's... confusing.

I ask, "Are you sure about this? I don't want you to feel like you have to. We can just sleep through the night. If you want to, you can just cuddle with me and that's all."

She watches me for another moment. "Big guy, after all the effort, you don't even want me? Am I not good enough for you?"

"Fuck."

She smirks. "Come at me. Show me what you've got."

"Deal. There's no regretting it now."

"I won't. Unless it is boring."

This fucking woman...