Page 50 of Claimed by an Alien Warrior

Zoey slipped a hand behind his neck, wrapped her fingers around one of his crest locks, and rose up on her toes as she yanked his head down. She pressed her mouth against his.

Rendash’s eyes widened. He was rarely surprised, but her action caught him completely off-guard; it was overwhelming, foreign, and incredibly intimate. Her lips moved over his with unexpected pliability; their touch began light and soothing but grew increasingly bolder and insistent. He groaned as he slipped his lower arms around the small of her back and embraced her fully.

Zoey moaned. The sound vibrated into him and rippled through his body. Her mouth opened, and her tongue flicked against his lips. It sent a bolt of pleasure straight to his cock, causing his hips to jerk forward.

“You taste so good,” Zoey rasped, then moved her mouth from his to brush her lips along his chin and jaw and down his neck. When his coat stopped her downward progress, she growled. Rendash’s fingers flexed.

Deep within his mind — a mind hazy with desire and need — those old lessons struggled to reassert themselves.

Control.

He dropped his lower hands to Zoey’s rounded backside, cupping her soft flesh, and lifted her off her feet. She yelped and threw her arms around his neck. Turning, he set her down on the edge of the freestanding counter and guided her legs around his sides. With one hand flat on the counter to brace himself, he leaned forward, shifting another arm up along Zoey’s spine to support her and twine his fingers in her hair.

“Ren,” she breathed, squeezing her legs around him. She crossed her ankles behind his back and pulled him closer to her core.

Tantalizing heat radiated from between her thighs. He inhaled deeply. It was that same smell he’d picked up before, the same fragrance, even more enticing now. Every time they’d gotten close, every time lust had lit her eyes, she produced that scent.

And it was forhim.

Instinct.

Rendash lowered his mouth and kissed her neck, sampling the taste of her skin with flicks of his tongue. She released a heavy sigh. He brushed his lips over the base of her throat and up, along her jaw, and finally back to her mouth. She responded ravenously, her tongue slipping past his lips to stroke his. It was a new, erotic experience, and it elicited the most exquisite sensations.

Now that he knew what akisswas, he would master it.

Having learned the motions of the sensual dance between their tongues, he took the lead, grasping her hair and angling her mouth to delve deeper.

Her hands slid from his shoulder to fight with his clothing, shoving his coat down his arms until it caught on his elbows before yanking his shirt up. She pressed her palms to his abdomen and trailed them upward until her arms caught on his clothing.

“Take them off,” Zoey begged, kissing the side of his mouth and nipping his lower lip.

She propped herself on her elbows as Rendash straightened. He shrugged off the coat, thrusting it behind him, and grabbed the bottoms of his hoodie and shirt to peel them up over his head simultaneously. While his vision was obscured by the cloth, he felt Zoey sit up. He tugged the clothing off to see her remove her own shirt and cast it aside. Her dark hair cascaded around her shoulders.

He trailed his hungry gaze over her bared torso.

Her flesh was pale with a soft pink undertone, and there was nothing to hide the enticing flare of her hips. Her lush breasts were contained only by a small, lacy, purple harness, wholly unlike any clothing he’d ever seen — the only functions he could imagine for such a thing were to tease and arouse.

Zoey reached for him, cupped his face, and kissed him again. He wrapped his lower arms around her, palms flattened against the scalding skin of her back.

Her hands fell away to smooth down his abdomen and chest, fingers tracing the contours of his muscles. His scales tingled in the wake of her touch. When she trailed her fingertips over the sensitive scales of his lower stomach, the sensation was too much. His hips bucked, and his straining cock — confined painfully within his pants — pressed between her legs.

Zoey gasped against his mouth and undulated her pelvis, creating such exquisite friction that tremors coursed through his body.

She tore her lips away; they were pink, swollen, and utterly enticing. “Touch me, Ren.” She ran a single finger down the center of his chest, pulled back, and looked up at him. “Where do you want to touch me first?”

“Everywhere,” he rasped, sliding his palms up her back.

His instincts were nearly too much to ignore. He needed to have hernow, to taste her fully, to claim her, but another part of him wanted to savor their coupling — to prolong it and allow them both time to reach new heights of pleasure. Heights he hadn’t known existed until recently.

His gaze fell on her chest.

Zoey chuckled. “Everywhere, but you’re staring at my breasts.”

She sat up straighter and reached behind her. The action thrust her chest toward him, forcing the mounds to strain against the fabric of her harness. Rendash’s mouth watered. He suddenly understood why the man in thepornhad put his mouth on the female’s body.

Rendash wanted to put his mouth on Zoey, and he knew exactly where he wanted to taste her the most. His gaze dipped to the spot between her legs, the source of that enticing scent.

She loosened her harness, slipped it off, and flung it away. Grinning, she leaned back and braced herself with her hands flat on the counter behind her.

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