Page 25 of The Alien's Unwanted Bride

Zora could see the barely leashed hunger in his eyes, the urgent need straining his control. He nestled his hips in the cradle of her thighs, the broad head of his erection nudging her slick opening.

“I need you, Zora. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.” His voice was a low growl that pebbled her skin with goose bumps.

Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, Zora pulled Dravek closer until his brow rested against hers. “Then take me, I’m yours.”

Slowly, ever so slowly, Dravek eased himself into her, filling her core with a deep, primal fullness. The exquisite stretching sensation almost made Zora moan aloud.

They moved together in a languid rhythm, Dravek taking his time to pleasure her, his thrusts deep and unhurried. The ache inside Zora continued to grow, the flames of desire stoked with each tantalizing caress, each leisurely thrust. She could feel herself clenching around him, her inner walls spasming, urging him to go faster, harder.

As though sensing her unspoken demand, Dravek increased his pace, his strokes becoming more urgent, greedier. He angled his hips, rubbing against a spot within her that sent sparks shooting through her.

Zora’s nails dug into the comforter, her head tossing side to side as the familiar heat once again pooled low in her belly.

“Oh, Dravek! Faster!”

He obliged, his thrusts now hard, punishing, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm that echoed through the quiet room. Their breaths mingled in a symphony of desperate pants and moans, each one a testament to their escalating hunger.

Zora’s orgasm built within her. “I’m... I’m...,” she panted, unable to finish her sentence as the world around her shattered into a million pieces.

White-hot pleasure consumed her, every nerve ending in her body lighting up like fireworks on the Fourth of July.

Dravek groaned out her name as he came, his powerful release triggering aftershocks that rippled through Zora’s spent form.

For a moment, they lay entwined, their panting breaths the only sound in the room.

“That was...” Dravek trailed off, seeming at a loss for words.

Zora propped herself up on one elbow, smiling down at him. “Amazing? Incredible? Earth-shattering?”

Dravek chuckled, pulling her down for a soft kiss. “All of the above,” he murmured against her lips.

As they settled back into the pillows, Zora nestled against Dravek’s chest, feeling safe and content in the circle of his arms. “We should try to get some sleep,” she said reluctantly. “Big day tomorrow.”

Dravek’s fingers traced lazy patterns on her bare shoulder. “You’re right. But, Zora?”

“Hmm?”

He tilted her chin up, meeting her gaze with a look of such tenderness it made her heart ache. “Whatever happens tomorrow, know that this - us - it’s special. And when this is all over, I want to see where this can go.”

NINETEEN

The makeshift laboratory carved into the heart of the rebel base hummed with energy. Zora’s fingers danced over the holographic display, manipulating the intricate molecular structure of a Xuevisian vine. Bioluminescent crystals cast a soft blue glow over her face, accentuating the determination in her eyes.

“If we can modify the vine’s cellular structure here and here,” she mused, zooming in on specific sections, “we could create a non-lethal restraint that’s virtually unbreakable.”

Ylara leaned in, her silvery hair brushing Zora’s shoulder. “Fascinating. And this won’t harm the plant?”

“Not at all,” Zora assured her, a hint of pride coloring her voice. “It’ll actually stimulate growth. Once it’s served its purpose, it’ll flourish wherever it’s planted.”

As she spoke, Zora felt a familiar presence behind her. Dravek’s hand rested lightly on the small of her back, a gesture both protective and intimate. The warmth of his touch sent a pleasant shiver through her, igniting a now-familiar spark of desire. But it was more than just physical attraction – his presence brought a sense of comfort and security that Zora was beginning to crave.

“Impressive work,” Dravek murmured, his deep voice carrying a note of admiration that made Zora’s heart swell. “This could give us a significant advantage in close-quarter combat situations.”

Zora turned, meeting his intense gaze. The connection between them crackled with unspoken emotion. For a moment, she was lost in the depth of his dark eyes. She saw more than just desire– there was respect and admiration.

Ylara cleared her throat, a grin beginning. “Well, I’ll leave you two to finalize the details. When you’re ready, we could use both of your expertises in the strategy room.”

As Ylara departed, Dravek’s posture relaxed slightly. His hand moved from Zora’s back to her waist, drawing her closer. “You never cease to amaze me,” he said softly. “Your mind is as beautiful as the rest of you.”

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