Page 41 of Alien Barbarian's Little Human

I almost choke on my tea.

“This jalshagar thing, how serious is it? Should I be worried?”

“It is a blessed thing, not to be feared, but celebrated.”

“In your culture, maybe. I’m not sure I can wrap my head around the concept. There are trillions of sapient beings in the galaxy. Am I really supposed to believe that one of them just happens to be my perfect match?”

“Believe what makes you comfortable, Chloe. No one will force a pair bond upon you, least of all me.”

I give him a look, then burst into laughter.

“That’s a nice sentiment, but meaningless since you believe that we’re fated mates, and there’s only one way I’m going to decide.”

His hand slides across the table to envelop my own.

“Perhaps. Or perhaps, I simply have great patience.”

His warmth emanates into my skin. I feel sweat break out on my brow. His scent, his presence is overwhelming. I can’t hope to think clearly under these circumstances.

“I don’t think anyone in the world has the patience to be with me. Full disclosure.”

Varona leans in close, his warm breath enticing on my skin. His sensual lips are mere inches from my own.

“Challenge accepted.”

His lips are like the first rays of sunshine peeking over the clouds. Divine but comforting all at the same time. I gasp as our breath mingles, his flavor spreading over my palate. I love the way he tastes. There’s more than a spark here. There’s a full blown inferno.

He pulls away slightly, and we rest our foreheads together.

“You kissed me,” I say at last.

“And you enjoyed it.”

“I fucking loved it.”

I kiss him back, aggressive and hungry. He’s taken aback at first. Then his hands seize my body and yank me into his lap.

My gasp of surprise turns into a moan of pleasure as he kisses me, hard. His tongue probes deep, taking charge like my horned dream lover. Exactly like my horned dream lover. How could I have imagined their kisses being so much the same?

Or maybe this is the first man to measure up to my dreams? Maybe I should stop overthinking for once in my life.

He kisses my neck, just in the right spot. Like he has a roadmap to my body. Varona’s big fingers tease my nipples through my uniform, something else I like.

“Are you all right?” he whispers in my ear.

“Fuck yes, keep going!”

His nails rake across my skin as he tears my uniform open from collar to waist. Half the buttons snap off. Good thing I brought a spare. Varona buries his face in my bared breasts. His hot mouth alternates licks, kisses, and sharp nips.

It’s like my hottest dreams come to life, only better. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I only just met him, but it feels like I’ve known Varona forever. He sure seems to know my body.

“I’ve waited so long to touch you again,” he purrs.

“Again?”

My question goes unanswered, but I don’t really care. Not with the amazing things he’s making me feel. I rear my body against his hand as it probes between my thighs. His eyes widen. I’ve finally managed to surprise him with my audacity, at least.

“No one’s going to come up here, are they?” I ask nervously as he hikes my skirt up to my waist.

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