Page 53 of Savage Union

“So…if I was to…to taste your mouth, it would taste like peppermint right now?” I couldn’t believe I was saying this. I was sure I was going to make him mad. After all, males didn’t just casually talk about ‘tasting’ each other.

But Turk didn’t seem angry. In fact, he leaned over me again so that our faces were extremely close—close enough to kiss, in fact.

“Yes, you would,” he murmured. “And if I tasted your mouth, I would taste the…what did you say it was like for you?”

“Candied violets,” I breathed. “It’s an old-fashioned flavor—I had it once at an Old Earth festival. Have you ever…ever had it?”

Turk shook his head.

“Uh-uh.”

His voice was a low, sensuous rumble and his eyes were on my lips. Oh Goddess, what was happening here? Whatever it was, I didn’t want it to stop.

“Would…would you like to taste it?” I asked, hardly able to believe I was being so bold.

“Fuck,yes,” he growled.

He leaned even closer and our mouths touched. I moaned softly as I felt his hot tongue tracing my lips and then he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth, kissing gently but eagerly. I could feel the sharp points of his fangs, but he never cut me with them—not even once.

I lost myself completely then. Reaching up, I grabbed onto his horns and dragged him closer. I opened my mouth and his tongue was there, entering me, exploring me, making me his.

His mouth did taste like peppermint—and something hotter. A dangerous spice I’d been waiting to taste all my life—or at least from the moment I first realized he was my Fated Mate.

Goddess, he was my Fated Mate! We needed to stop this—we were getting too close! Abruptly, I stopped pulling at his horns and pushed instead, trying to push him away.

But he didn’t want to stop. Instead of pulling away, he wrapped his arms around me and deepened the kiss. His fangs seemed sharper now, though he was still careful not to bite me.

As he covered me with his big body, I felt the hot ridge of his shaft pressing against my pussy. He was moving his hips—grinding against me and parting my outer lips through my uniform trousers and the underpants I wore beneath them to rub against my aching core.

Goddess, oh Goddess it was sogood!But also, so dangerous.

Sparks of forbidden pleasure coursed though me but my anxiety jumped up a whole other level. Could he feel me as well as I was feeling him? What if he wondered why he wasn’t feeling a shaft between my legs? What if?—

Abruptly, Turk pulled away and sat up.

“Sorry…” He rubbed a hand over his face and shook his head. “I don’t…don’t know why I did that. I’m not a lover of other males.”

Well, at least he still thought I was male. But did he really need to?

For a moment, I thought of revealing myself and telling him everything. After all, we were out in Deep Space—it wasn’t like he could turn around and take me back.

Except, he might. We still had some worm hole jumps to make—we were only a little closer to the Triplex Cluster than we were to Rigelus Nine, our home planet.

Also, think how angry he would be with me if he found out who I really was! I shivered at the thought of revealing myself and seeing the look in the big Brute’s eyes when Turk learned I’d been lying to him.

No, I decided, I needed to keep my secret to myself. Later, after I had figured out a way to get out of my marriage for good, I could pursue him. But for now, my identity had to stay a mystery.

“Uh…” I wasn’t sure what to say but Turk was already getting to his feet.

“Come on,” he said. “It’s getting late. I think maybe we should continue this lesson later.”

“Oh…all right.” I nodded and accepted his hand, which he offered to help me up. My body was still on fire and my lips felt almost bruised from the intense kiss but somehow I managed to keep my face calm as I followed him out of the Ready Room and into his quarters.

I told myself that I had to be careful—the kiss had been going way too far—I needed to keep my distance.

I just had no idea how difficult that would be.

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