Page 27 of Bound to the Bounty Hunter

The simple declaration shattered the last of my restraint. I claimed her lips once more, pouring all my pent-up longing into the kiss. Samira responded with equal fervor, her fingers pushing my vest from my shoulders, struggling with the fastenings of my envirosuit.

I helped her, then gasped as Samira’s hands roamed over my newly exposed skin, exploring the ridges and planes of my torso.

Her touch left trails of fire in its wake. I groaned, nestling my face against her neck. My sharp canines grazed her pulse point, and Samira shuddered against me.

“Arkon,” she whispered, voice thick with need. “Please...”

SAMIRA

Ishuddered as Arkon kissed down my neck, his hands roaming over my bare skin. The rough texture of his fingertips sent sparks of electricity through my body. His touch was gentle yet possessive, claiming every inch of me.

I made a small sound in my throat as his sharp canines grazed my collarbone. I ran my fingers through his dark hair, reveling in its silky texture.

“Samira,” Arkon growled.

I arched my back, pressing closer to him. “Arkon, please...”

“Arkon, please... stop teasing,” I pleaded, my voice breathless. The cave’s cool air contrasted sharply with the heat of his touch, sending shivers across my skin.

He chuckled, a deep rumble that shook through his muscles and into mine. His lips smirked against my neck. “But you’re enjoying it so much, Samira.”

I squirmed in his arms desperate for more contact. My fingers dug into his muscular shoulders, feeling the strength coiled beneath his gray skin. The black marks on his arm seemed to shift under the cave’s faint illumination, mesmerizing me.

“I need you,” I whispered, arching against him.

Arkon’s red eyes locked onto mine, intense and predatory. He trailed a finger along my jawline, down my neck, across my collarbone. Each touch ignited a trail of fire on my skin.

“Patience,” he murmured, his sharp canines glinting as he spoke. “We have all night.”

I groaned in frustration, my body aching for him. The cave’s crystalline walls refracted what little light there was, casting an otherworldly glow around us. It felt like we were the only two beings in the universe.

Arkon’s hand slid lower, teasing along the curve of my breast. I gasped, my back arching involuntarily. He grinned, clearly pleased with my reaction.

“Arkon,” I said, my tone a mix of pleading and warning. “If you don’t stop teasing me right now, I swear I’ll-”

He cut me off with a searing kiss, his lips claiming mine with a hunger that matched my own. Everything else faded away until the only thing in my world was the feel of him against me.

When he pulled back, I was breathless. Arkon’s eyes glittered with amusement and desire. “You’ll what, little human?”

I narrowed my eyes at him, accepting the challenge in his words. Two could play at this game. I grazed his chest with my hand, feeling the ripple of muscles. Arkon’s breath hitched as I reached the waistband of his pants.

“Maybe I’ll just have to take matters into my own hands.” I shifted in Arkon’s lap, his muscular thighs firm beneath me. My hands ran across his chest, exploring every ridge and valley of his gray skin. The black markings swirled beneath my fingertips, a landscape I longed to map.

Arkon’s breath quickened as I ventured lower, skimming along the waistband of his envirosuit. The fabric was taut, straining against his evident arousal. I teased him through the material, relishing the way his muscles tensed in response.

“You know,” I purred, “for a fearsome bounty hunter, you’re awfully easy to distract.”

Arkon replied with a predatory smile. “Only by you, little human. Only by you.”

The cave’s crystalline walls sparkled around us, casting an otherworldly glow on Arkon’s sharp features. The erratic rhythm of my heartbeat felt almost like it was trying to outrun something as his large hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer. The contrast between his strength and his gentle touch made me melt.

I leaned in, my lips barely brushing his ear. “Maybe I should put that to the test,” I whispered, my breath hot against his skin.

A low growl rumbled through Arkon’s chest, vibrating against me. His sharp canines grazed my neck, sending sparks through my body. “Careful, Samira,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire. “You might not be prepared for the consequences.”

I pulled back slightly, meeting his gaze with a challenging smirk. “Try me.”

His sharp intake of breath sent a thrill through me. I had dreamed of this moment for so long, fantasizing about what it would be like to touch him, to feel his strength and power focused solely on me. Now that it was finally happening, I was intoxicated by every sensation.

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