Page 68 of The Alien's Major Dilemma

She needed sleep, though, and he didn't think he'd stay awake long enough to watch her face. He loved watching her find her peak. He could watch it for hours, had, if the clock was right, and never be satisfied.

He laid her beneath the covers then crawled in after her. Whatever doubt he'd had in his heart was soothed by the way she rolled into his arms. Satisfied purrs filled his mind when he reached for hers.

Marissa woke before he did and he came to full wakefulness as he slid inside her, his hands gripping her hips, while she rode him. The smug pleasure she sent told him this was exactly her plan and he let her set the pace, using his fingers and thumbs to heighten her pleasure as he plucked her desires out of her mind.

They exploded together and she collapsed against his chest, her muscles clenching to keep him seated inside while she changed position. His hips bucked and pushed him deep inside her which inspired a delighted gasp.

"Good morning," he said with a chuckle. Then he gasped when she wiggled on him.

"Oh, I like that," she said and he could feel the wicked grin against his chest.

"Keep it up, and I'll make you get off."

"But I just got off!"

He smacked her ass and they both moaned.

"Behave, I haven't eaten yet."

"I have something you can eat," she said, and flexed around him.

"Right, that's it," he said, and buried himself deep inside her, then flipped them over.

Marissa laughed, then gasped, as he started moving inside her. Obviously, this was what she had wanted and he was happy to oblige.

Round two rolled naturally into round three before they were both sated enough to talk.

"How did the lunch meeting go yesterday?" she asked. "I caught bits of some of it but I didn't think Ae-cha was going to let go of your ship short of an invasion."

"I didn't either. And I suppose I have you to thank for that, in a way."

"Oh?"

Cooper smiled and rested his chin against the top of her head. Her breath against his chest was warm and pleasant.

"Well, not on purpose, but I discovered something when I was channeling your emotions. My face changed to look like yours."

"Oh, I didn't know you could do that."

"I didn't either," he admitted. "Or, I knew I could change, but I didn't realize I could do it without thinking about it. And the others had never seen that before."

"What do you mean?" Marissa asked. She leaned back and looked up at him, her eyes crossing briefly while she tried to focus on his face.

"I mean that neither Zoric nor Ae-cha had seen a Chelion change before. They think it's an ability exclusive to the Dragor."

"You're not a Dragor," Marissa stated. "I saw a picture of the one Zoric used to work for."

"No, I'm not," Cooper said. "So there are more mysteries than our tales and the history lessons we've all learned."

"So she's bringing your ship back to get to the bottom of them?"

"No, she's bringing my ship back because she's so nosy, she couldn't help but try and keep a connection after she helped me break out of our sympathetic emotional state."

"She did what?" Marissa demanded, her anger swirling through him.

But he knew what the anger was and met it with laughter. "She shocked me enough to break our connection so I could get control of myself and tried to hitch a ride. And got more than she bargained for at the meeting."

Anger turned to embarrassment then amusement.

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