Page 21 of Claimed by an Alien Warrior

She’d never seen so many muscles in her life. They were positively lickable.

Did I seriously just think that?

She hadn’t merely thought about it, she’dimaginedit, had pictured running her tongue over every ridge of muscle on his torso, lingering at his belly to offer individual attention to every ab. Her pussy clenched, and a sudden rush of arousal flooded her.

Her eyes dipped, and Zoey gasped, jaw agape. It was several seconds before she was able to overcome her shock and turn away from him.

“Oh, my God, you’re naked! And you calledmeprimitive!” She snatched up her blanket and blindly threw it at him. “Cover yourself!”

It wasn’t like Rendash covering himself with her favorite blanket could erase the image from her mind — that would be scalded into her memory for the rest of her life. The size of his cock was breathtaking; she was frightened to guess what it was like at full attention. Though it had to be at least six or seven inches flaccid, it wasn’t only a matter of length that had shocked her. It looked as thick as her wrist, and there wereridgesalong the top.

She could just imagine what those ridges would do inside her, all the spots they’d perfectly brush. She squeezed her thighs together as though it could ease the sudden throbbing of her sex.

Talk about ribbed for her pleasure…

Oh, my God, what iswrongwith me? He’s an alien!

She inhaled deeply. This was just her body telling her it’d been too long, that was all. A severe case of sexual frustration. Her body craved intimacy and sex and it didn’t care who — or what — it came from.

“I do not understand why you are upset,” he said.

Zoey wrung her fingers together. “I take it nudity isn’t a problem in your society?”

“Why would it be a problem?”

“It’s just that… No one—” She groaned. “Here, people don’t just walk around naked. It’s…indecent. Are you covered?”

“Which part do you prefer I cover, human?”

“Are you serious right now?”

“I am covered.” His voice held a hint of mirth. “I hope you will forgive me. I wasn’t satisfied with the clothing options when I fought my way out of the back of a transport and ran into the wasteland.”

Zoey turned her head and chanced a peek at Rendash. He’d wrapped her blanket around his hips like a kilt; it looked startlingly natural on him.

“You just surprised a girl, is all.” Her eyes helplessly roved over his body again before she forced them up to his face. She motioned toward the bathroom. “Do you need to, um…”

He blinked — his side eyes first, and then the front pair, just slightly out of sync. “You’ll have to be more specific. What is back there?”

“A bathroom. Do you need to…pee or anything?” Zoey’s cheeks felt like they were on fire.

“I believe I understand your meaning, human.” His gaze swept over her,slowly, and she shivered under its intensity. He walked past her, pausing only to remove the blanket and toss it onto the bed.

“Ren!” she exclaimed, turning away, but not before catching a glimpse of a very firm, very fine ass.

“I will return. I’m sure you prefer I not soil the fabric.”

“Yes, I prefer you don’t. But you better cover yourself back up when you’re done,” she called, bending to pick up her purse from the floor and slipping its strap over her shoulder. “I’ll go get us some drinks.”

She walked to the door and opened it.

Rendash was suddenly behind her, catching her arm in his firm grip and slamming the door shut before she had a chance to step out. Zoey’s heart leapt into her throatagain; that feeling was becoming a little too familiar for her liking. He spun her to face him and placed his lower hands on her hips as he pressed her against the door.

“Where are you going?” he demanded.

Zoey tilted her head back to look up at him. His upper lip was drawn back to reveal an elongated pair of canines to either side of his mouth, like doubled-up vampire fangs. It wouldn’t take a big leap in imagination to picture him using them to tear out someone’s throat.

“I-I was just going to get some water from the vending machine. Drinks.”

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