Page 28 of Guardian's Destiny

"Good grief," I exclaimed at the sight of him, unable to look away quickly enough. First, because my gaze got captured by his mating marks, running all the way down his side, hips, and leg, and once my gaze traveled down that line, it inadvertently caught on what hungbetweenhis legs. And fuck me, if that hadn't been the most gorgeous sight I had ever seen. Semi hard, it was already larger than any cock I had ever come close to, thick and glistening silver it created a heating sensation through my core that got worse the moment I spied the ridges on his length. Ridges!

Ever since I caught the glimpse of that beautiful cock it had been on my mind, tormenting me and my pussy in ways that left the latter drenched and throbbing, crying for that beautiful shaft to fill me.

"About time," Vraax had replied with a smirk, screaming of satisfaction that he had noticed where my eyes had traveled and my unveiled astonishment. For the first time in a long time, I hadn't been able to school my features in time, because come on,ridges?

As good as the shower had felt, I was already drenched in sweat again, despite the climate-controlled room and mattress. A fever of a different kind was ravaging my body, making it impossible to find rest.

Briefly, I contemplated taking care of things myself because he sounded deep asleep, but my pride wouldn't let me. Therewas no way I was going to get off while he was sleeping only a few feet away from me.Ifhe was sleeping, for all I knew, he could be pretending or be able to see even with his lids closed. These aliens were capable of anything.

Bathroom? My traitorous mind suggested. Hell no. I was better than that. I could deal with horniness, even if it had reached DEFCOM 1. I was the master of my mind and my body.

I squeezed my legs closer together, rubbing the part that needed relief the most, and turned to the side, only to have my right nipple press into the pillow, sending another jolt of yearning through me.

"Oh, come on," I groaned, turning on my back and reaching for a pillow to press over my head to muffle my frustrated scream.

"You alright over there?" He mumbled.

"Peachy," I replied sharply.

"Can't sleep?"

Oh, he was anEinstein,alright. The master of stating the obvious. "Nope."

He sat up.Don't come over, don't come over, don't come over.

Of course, he did. The mattress shifted as he sat down by the foot of the bed. "Want something to help you sleep?"

A vision of his cock appeared behind my closed lids and I groaned. I was certain that he hadn't alluded to his… anatomy. But any kind of sleeping aid was off the table for me. Not only because I didn't trust him enough to be completely out of my wits, but because there had been a time in my life, a short time, where I had depended too much on sleeping aids.

"I'm good, thank you," I mumbled, trying my best to stay polite.

"Bad dreams?" He kept going no matter how much I willed him to shut up and go back to his corner of the room.

"Bad somethings," I admitted, blaming my overtired mind for divulging so much.

The mattress dipped some more as he leaned forward. "Want to talk about it?"

"Nope."

His sigh was overloud in the quiet room.

Since he didn't seem to be going away, I sat up. "My mind gets restless when I finally lay down," I told him, as much of the truth as I was comfortable sharing.

"That's because you're so frygging tense all the time." He chided. "Here, turn over on your stomach."

"No, thank you."

He sighed again. "Sloane, I swear I will not touch you in any inappropriate way. I just want to help you go to sleep so that I can go to sleep because you keep waking me up."

I grumbled under my breath but finally did as he said.Out of curiosity, I justified to myself. Not because he was demanding it or because I didn't want to be the cause of his sleepless night, although it served him right for parading around naked.

Oh shit, why does my mind have to go there again? Fuck me.

I turned on my stomach, and he scooted around.

"Try to relax, okay?" he advised.

How the hell was I supposed to relax when he was this freaking close?