Page 68 of Claimed by an Alien Warrior

“So it does. I guess that means game over!” She leaned forward to slip off his lap.

He held her firmly in place; his grip wasn’t painful, by any means, but it was clear she’d never break it on her own.

“I believe there is the matter of my prize to be settled, little human.”

Well damnit, if I’m going to kiss him, I’m going to give him a kiss to remember me by.

Zoey turned her torso toward him and placed her hands on his shoulders. His grip yielded as she shifted her legs, swinging one to the other side of his lap to straddle him. It placed her sex right up against his hard, constrained cock.

Ren’s smug grin vanished, his expression becoming something she could only describe as a lustful smolder. His eyes burned with desire, with intent, with promise. He slid his lower hands to her outer thighs while he moved his upper hands over her ribs to brush the undersides of her breasts with his thumbs.

Just one kiss. One incredible, unforgettable kiss.

But could she stop herself there?

Zoey reached up and cupped his face. “You wanted a kiss? I’ll give you a kiss.”

She parted her lips, pulled his head down, and claimed his mouth with hers. Electric jolts coursed through her as their connection sealed. His hands tightened on her, urging her on, but she didn’t need any encouragement to give more, totakemore.

She flicked her tongue against his lips and he opened to her, but this time she did not allow him to take control; she set the pace, and she explored him firmly, boldly, and at her leisure.

Of their own accord, her hips undulated against him. His hard shaft stroked her clit through her pants, and she moaned as a bolt of pleasure pierced her core. Moisture flooded her. She knew her panties would be soaked by the time the kiss ended.

His nostrils flared as he inhaled. Body tensing, he groaned against her mouth and raised his hips to meet her gyrations.

Zoey gasped. She was wracked by a shudder, and dropped her hands to his shoulders, digging her fingernails into his scales. She was so close, just a few strokes away from coming.

But this needs to stop.

Grasping for the willpower that she knew was buried somewhere deep within, Zoey pulled away from him, catching his lower lip between her teeth as she broke the kiss.

Rendash growled, head falling back and chest swelling with a deep breath.

“You got your prize,” she said.

He didn’t release her when she tried to climb down.

“Why stop there?” he asked huskily.

“A kiss, Ren. That was the deal.”

With a frustrated sigh, he released her, curling his hands into fists and letting his arms dangle at his sides.

Zoey slid off his lap, making sure to brush his cock with her leg in the process. He shivered and groaned.

“You are not playing fair,” he said.

“Here’s another Earth saying for you — all’s fair in love and war.” She grinned and stepped away from him. He wasn’t the only one suffering. She was paying for her teasing, too, but hell if she was going to let him see it.

“Where are you going, Zoey?”

“It’s late, and kicking your ass five times in a row wore me out. I’m going to bed.”

“Five times in a row? I won the last match.”

She glanced at him over her shoulder, dropping her gaze quite deliberately to his groin. “Oh, did you? Goodnight, Ren. See you in the morning.”

Slowly — as though it pained him — he leaned forward and rested his arms on the table. “In the morning? You’re making me sleep in a separate room again?”

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