Page 16 of Bride for the Space Cowboy

“Good.” My voice is breathless. I swallow nervously.

His lips quirk slightly at the corners. “It’s been too long since we kissed.”

My eyes lock onto his mouth. I manage a shaky breath as I nod.

He takes a step closer, and his palm lands on the side of my neck. His lips brush over mine once and then again. He pauses, lifting his head incrementally. When he speaks, his words are moving against my lips. “I don’t think I can wait.”

“I don’t want you to wait.” I’m trembling with need.

The heat of his body is like a force field surrounding me. My arm slides around his waist. Even though I know he has a tail,I’m a little startled when I feel the twitch of it. We are pressed together from head to toe.

Kayden fits his mouth over mine, his hand gripping my hair as he angles my head to the side. His kiss consumes me completely.

It’s as if we are melting together, his tongue tangling sensually with mine, his kiss bold and masterful. All I want is him. All I want is more.

I shift on my feet as my need rapidly builds. His kiss kindles the fire inside me, the flames licking higher and higher.

We break apart, breathing raggedly and deeply. I look up at him, feeling nearly wild inside. My control has snapped.

He is the only thing that anchors me and keeps me from completely losing control. Kayden is the very source of my need and intense desire.

He lifts me in his strong embrace and carries me. I hear the echo of his footsteps on the floor as he strides quickly out of the entryway. My senses take in bits and pieces of our surroundings. The light streaming through a skylight. A room with a bed. He sets me down on the end of the bed, his palms resting on either side of my hips as he stares deep into my eyes.

“I want you. Now.” His words are a gruff command.

I can’t even speak as I stare at him and nod. I’m frantic and needy in a way I’ve never experienced. I tug at the buttons on his shirt. He’s kissing me as he deftly unlaces my dress.

Cool air strikes my skin as my dress falls to my waist. His touch is warm. One palm slides down my side, and the other curves over my belly. My pussy clenches, my arousal soaking my panties.

His lips blaze a hot trail over my skin. He murmurs something against the hypersensitive skin of my breast just before I feel the hot shock of his lips closing around a needy, taut nipple. I arch into him, crying out as I feel the graze of his teeth.

A moment later, he releases it. His gaze burns into mine.

“Kayden…” I gasp.

I’m impatient, and I want so much, all of it, all at once. I’m yanking at the laces on his breeches as he shrugs out of his shirt. I take in the warm surface of his bronze skin that shimmers under the skylight above.

He’s strong and fit. My palms trail over his muscled chest before my eyes dip down to where I see the hard ridge of his shaft. I need to see him; I need to touch him. His cock springs free a moment later. It’s swollen and proud, his arousal glistening on the crown.

I can’t help myself. I curl my palm around it, sliding my thumb over the tip and swiping his cum away. I lift my finger to taste him. He lets out a little growl when I lick it, tasting a salty flavor.

Chapter Nine

KAYDEN

I look down at Nadine. Her eyes are wide and dark with desire. There’s a saucy glint in her gaze as she licks the tip of her thumb, tasting my seed.

Her cheeks flush a deep shade of pink. In the heat and intensity of this moment, I forget all of my reservations about allowing myself to give in to the infinity pulse that beats with its own heart between us.

She sits on the end of our bed. Her wedding dress has fallen to her waist, exposing her plump and full breasts. As I take her in, I see the fading bruise underneath her eye. It elicits a surge of protectiveness. I will make sure she’s always safe. I will protect her with the shield of my very being, with the shield of our connection.

The mythology about our people includes stories about the infinity pulse casting a spell of protection for the couples blessed enough to experience it. Its rarity is alleged to give it more power.

I take a breath and lift a hand, trailing my knuckles along the side of her cheek and down, gratified at the feel of goose bumps rising on the surface of her skin in the wake of my touch. Hereyes hold mine, her breath coming in sharp pants, and her lips parted.

“Please don’t make me wait,” she whispers.

“As you wish,” I nearly growl as I dip my head to kiss her again.

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