Page 23 of The Alien's Runaway Bride

He licked from her entrance to her clit, savoring her sweet taste. His cocked filled again, hardening and ready for another round. Raelee closed her eyes, and he covered her sex with his mouth, sucking and teasing. Pleasure rolled through him with each pleasured moan from her.

Slipping two fingers inside her hot, wet pussy, he flicked his tongue over the bundle of sensitive nerves. Her hips moved in time with his thrusts and licks, telling him what she wanted. Picking up the tempo, he replaced his tongue with his thumb so he could watch her when she came.

“Come for me.”

A scream ripped from her as the orgasm slammed into her and her body spasmed while her pussy squeezed his fingers.

Good, gods, he loved watching her come undone.

He kissed his way back up her body until he settled between her legs and entered her in one smooth, searing thrust.

Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, fueling the flames of an inferno that burned brighter than any fireplace could ever hope to match.

Raelee clung to him, her nails raking his back as the fire within her built higher and higher. “Vex,” she moaned, her breath ragged and full of desire. “Oh, gods, Vex.”

He growled in response, his movements becoming even more frantic, more desperate. He needed to feel her, needed her more than he’d ever needed anything in his life. He could feel the edge of their release drawing closer like a storm gathering in the distance.

“Come with me,” he gasped, his voice a harsh whisper in her ear. “Give yourself to me, Raelee.”

As if by command, their orgasms crashed over them like a tidal wave, their cries of ecstasy mingling with the crackling of the fire. He pulled out and stretched out beside her, holding her close.

Out of the blue,Vexor’s communicator buzzed insistently in his backpack. He excused himself, stepping outside to take the call from Garek. The night air was crisp, carrying the promise of frost. Stars glittered overhead, so different from the constellations of his home world.

“Vex,” Garek’s voice crackled through the device, tension evident even through the poor connection. “We have a problem. The rebel faction is on the move. They know about your Earthling. If they find you...”

“Spit it out, Garek,” Vexor growled, his free hand clenching into a fist. “How bad is it?”

Garek sighed heavily. “Bad. The Drakanor sect sees her as a threat to their vision of Tharvis. They believe eliminating her will derail our alliance with Earth.”

Vexor’s blood ran cold, fury and fear warring within him. “They won’t touch her,” he snarled. “I won’t allow it.”

“With all due respect,” Garek’s voice was gentle but firm, “you may not have a choice. The only way to keep her safe is to leave her. Draw them away.”

Vexor’s mind rebelled against the idea. “There has to be another way. I can’t just abandon her, Garek. She’s everything.”

A moment of silence stretched between them before Garek spoke again. “I know, Vex. I’ve never heard you speak of anyone this way. But sometimes, to protect those we love, we must leave them.”

The use of his name rather than his title drove home the gravity of the situation. Vexor closed his eyes, fighting the emotions threatening to overwhelm him.

“What if I told her the truth?” he asked, grasping at straws. “Brought her back to Tharvis now?”

“You know that’s not possible,” Garek replied gently. “The alliance hangs by a thread. If she doesn’t come of her own free will as an ambassador of Earth, everything we’ve worked for could crumble.”

Vexor let out a frustrated growl. “When did my life become a bad soap opera, Garek? ‘Alien Prince Falls for Earth Girl, Universe Conspires Against Them.’ We could sell the rights to Earth television.”

Despite the gravity of the situation, Garek chuckled. “Your sense of humor remains intact, I see. That’s good. You’ll need it in the days to come.”

“Days to come,” Vexor repeated bitterly. “You make it sound so simple. Have you ever had to leave behind someone you... someone you care about?”

Garek’s voice softened. “Once. Long ago. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. But also the right thing.”

Vexor sighed, the fight draining out of him. “I understand. I’ll... I’ll leave in the morning. Keep me updated on the rebels’ movements.”

“Of course. And Vex? I’m sorry. I truly am.”

“I’ll go. But you need to ensure we have eyes on this cabin and Raelee at all times until she’s at Tharvis. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes.”

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