Chapter 7

• tyger
• Almost twenty minutes later, Emily's body relaxes assuring me that she's asleep, my hug intensifies a little more on her small body, I smell her hair and her fruity scent is my favorite now. She fits so perfectly in my arms, I want to keep her here, all to myself.
• But I cannot and will not do that. I love my freedom and attaching myself to a female would make me possessive as well as vulnerable, I would live only to protect her from the whole world. Emily would become my weakness, my addiction and if anything happened to her it would drive me crazy.
• I followed firsthand everything that happened to the males who took human mates and mated, it was not easy for them to be together, they suffered too much and suffering is not what I wish for Emily or me.
• Not to mention that with each passing day, the mated males become more and more addicted to their mates to the point of not being able to see themselves without them, of not being able to bear any scent on their bodies other than theirs.
• I can imagine the anguish it must be to live at all times dependent on someone to exist, because that's what males in love experience, without their females these males go crazy. I do not want it. I like freedom once I have it.
• The years of being trapped in a cage hybrid with humans doing scientific experiments on my body, altering my DNA, forcing me to undergo various tests and even kill people, makes me want to be free, make the most of everything I never had .
• I inhale more of her scent closing my eyes, my cock is still hard and I'm glad I was able to hold on and not have sex with her, she's too small, it would hurt I'm sure. I would never forgive myself if I had caused a female pain, especially Emily, so soft and fragile.
• I don't want to admit that this is the least of my problems, because the truth is, I would be obsessed with riding it, I would want to keep it. Developing some feelings for her would be inevitable because I find sex too intimate to be done in a trite way and by doing that, everything I avoid would be coming to me.
• I do not want to fall in love.
• I should go to my bed now that Emily is asleep, but I can't take my arms from around her. It scares me, I confess. I've never been so attracted to a female. So I need to get away from her soon.
• I fight all my instincts wanting to sleep clinging to her and I get out of bed and go to my room. I can't sleep a wink and I see the sun rise with the end of the rain, my heart races when I remember that I'll be taking her away soon. I intend to feed her and leave her safe at home, who knows her family don't be worried about it disappearing for hours.
• I get up, take a hot shower, wear jeans and a black shirt with long sleeves. In a few hours I'll have to be leading daytime surveillance services at the gates after yesterday's incident. One of the idiot protesters threw a gas bomb over the gates, the uproar was great when our males took fire and some of them with hidden weapons fought back. Finally, we arrested those involved.
• In the kitchen I prepare breakfast. It's still early, around half past six. A light rain falls along with the sun and it is also cold. Emily appears in the kitchen pinning my gaze on her, her curly hair is loose and the sight of her bare legs wearing my shirt makes my cock want to rise, even more so when I know there's nothing underneath.
• — Good morning, how are you feeling? Did you sleep well? — I'm the first to speak.
• - Good Morning. I feel good and you? Slept really well too. Her voice is hoarse with sleep.
• "Are you still sleepy?" I could go on sleeping.
• — My bladder was so full, I got up to pee and couldn't sleep again. I used the toothbrush that was sealed over the sink, I assumed it was for me.
• - Was. I like to be forewarned. — I hear the rumble of your stomach — Sit down and eat.
• She surveys everything she has on the table with her eyes shining.
• "Thanks, I'm really hungry." There's a lot.
• - I eat a lot. Feel free, I dared to put on a plate everything I imagined I would like to eat for breakfast. — she looked at everything for a few seconds, there were eggs, toast, cake, cubed melon, plum yogurt and passion fruit juice — You don't have to eat everything, I know that human females don't eat as much as ours.
• She looked up at me, pretty dark eyes teary, low growl pissed off that I'd hurt her in any way. Maybe she thinks I'm too annoying for just wanting to take care of her.
• - Thanks. She placed a hand on top of mine and stroked. She wasn't upset, she was excited.
• Such an innocent touch sent waves of heat through my body and made me stiffen.
• Emily started to eat and didn't look at me as I tore my rare meat almost raw from the inside onto the tooth.
• "Can I get more cake and juice?" - ate so fast together the first dish.
• - Of course yes.
• — Thank you, I don't know when my next meal will be. I frown.
• "I suppose at lunch." — I'm satisfied but I stop to watch her eat.
• She looks hungry.
• — I can't spend much, I have little money for a few nights in some cheap hotel, food I can eat once a day, that's fine with me.
• Confusion fills my head.
• - Hotel? I ask.
• “It's part of why I was on that road alone at night. I was out of a job so my father kicked me out of the house where I lived, he only let me take a suitcase with a few clothes and some personal things, the only money I have is from my cell phone that I sold, I was smart and put it in my bank account, whether it would not be lost along with the suitcase. Now I even have no clothes to wear. I intend to stay at the hotel until I get another job and rent another house and if by chance I don't get another job until the money runs out, I'll only have to stay on the streets.