Page 7 of Possessive Alien Mate

He couldn’t make Tyra suffer, however, nor did he wish to hurt her. If anything, he wished to prove her wrong, to show her that he wasn’t grumpy and that he could have fun, despite claiming only moments ago that he didn’t need to have fun.

A glint of worry shone in her eyes suddenly, as she glanced from Rem to the bed and back again. Was his outspoken little human nervous? When she exhaled a shuddering breath an instant later, he decided she must be at least somewhat anxious about being claimed by him for the first time. His cock thickened in his pants and his balls drew up tight.Fluxx, he wanted her now.

He leaned down to press his lips to hers.

Chapter 4

His kisses were making her delirious.

Tyra’s head swam as she clutched onto Rem’s shirt and began to tentatively kiss him back. He responded to her cautious efforts by holding her face and deepening the kiss, causing heat to surge through her in sharp, quaking waves.

The steady pulses of warmth between her thighs became more urgent, and she pressed her legs together, hoping to ease the needy throbbing sensation that threatened to drive her mad. If Rem didn’t reach down and touch her there soon, she feared she might combust.

In between kisses, he would pull back for a few moments to stare at her, before he dipped his head down again and resumed delving his tongue into her mouth and tangling it with hers. He held her in place, completely in control as he kissed her, and the knowledge that they would soon end up in bed together made her desire mount further.

It was pure physical attraction, she realized, but she didn’t care. She didn’t know Rem well at all yet, and he didn’t know her very well either. But they were attracted to one another, and she was at least thankful for this as he lowered her to the bed and pressed his huge body to hers.

Oh God. He was on top of her. As his hard cock pressed to her thigh, she imagined she could feel the heat of his stiff appendage through the layers of their clothing.

Breaking the kiss, he focused on her attire. She was wearing a yellow sundress, and he slipped the straps over her shoulders and began tugging the garment down over her body. She lifted her hips to assist him, even as she felt her face heating. He was still wearing his black uniform, while she was now only wearing panties and a bra. His dark otherworldly eyes scanned over her body as he tossed her dress to the floor.

His nostrils flared and a deep growl resounded from his throat. Her stomach flipped. She had thought Marttiaxoxalian males only growled when angry, but apparently, they made such noises when sexually excited as well. But, though the animalistic sound had startled her at first, when he issued yet another growl, this time it caused goosebumps to rise on her arms and a fresh surge of heat to flare between her thighs.

As she squirmed around beneath him, she felt the wetness of her arousal pressing onto her panties. His nostrils flared every time she moved around, making her wonder if he could detect the scent of her essence. Her face flamed at the prospect.

“You are the most beautiful female I have ever seen, sweet Tyra.” Affection gleamed in his eyes, taking her aback. She liked this side of him much better than his jealous side. She hoped he treated her with warmth more often than he behaved like a jealous brute.

“Thanks. You know, you’re pretty good looking yourself.” She reached for the top buttons on his black shirt and unfastened them, revealing the top half of his muscular chest. Lord have mercy. The longer she stared at him, the more difficult it became to breathe.

He reached for her panties and she heard a tearing noise a second later. She gulped hard and watched as he tossed the ripped undergarment to the floor. Next, he focused on her bra, but before he could tear it off her, she quickly unfastened the front clasp. She’d only brought a handful of bras with her to Mars and she didn’t want any of them ruined so soon. She wasn’t sure what kind of clothing, let alone undergarments, were available to the females who lived on this planet.

As she revealed her breasts to him, he helped her shrug off the bra, then he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and even dragging his teeth along her flesh. She arched into his touch, even as she attempted to undo more buttons on his shirt.

He ground his center against hers, allowing her to feel the fullness of the erection still encased within his pants, before he rose off the bed and started stripping his own clothes off.I’m really on Mars and I’m really about to mate with a Marttiaxoxalian. This realization struck her as she watched him undress. The sight of his naked body, so powerful and huge, made her mouth go dry.

But suddenly, he froze. She peered up at him, taking note of his tensed posture and the angry look in his otherworldly eyes. His nostrils flared and yet another growl left him, but this time he sounded decidedly angry. He wasn’t looking directly at her though, she realized, and she followed his gaze down to the necklace she was wearing. The locket had come open, revealing the picture of a young man smiling warmly for the camera.

“Rem?” She couldn’t believe this. Was he really getting jealous over a picture of another male? The least he could do was ask who the man was before he started growling at her. His sudden jealousy and the darkness entering his eyes was a splash of cold water. All the excitement and arousal she’d felt moments ago vanished. All she wanted was for him to get off of her and leave her alone—at least until he could learn to behave like a reasonable man.

“You dare to wear that around your neck, female?” A vein on his temple throbbed and the ridges on his forehead drew together, making him look even more menacing than usual. “You dare to carry the reminder of a former lover into our mating union?” He grasped her shoulders and gave her a slight shake.

Tyra snapped. She pushed against his chest with all her might and tried to wiggle out from underneath him. When he reached for the locket, she screamed “NO!” and cupped the precious item in her hands, shielding it from his grasp. “No! Get up! Get off me right fucking now!”

To her relief, he rolled off her, though he didn’t quite release her. He kept hold of her elbow, giving it a brief tug, as if trying to get her to surrender the locket.

But she wasn’t going to let go, not until she was certain he wouldn’t harm it. The locket was all she had left of the man on Earth whom she had loved most. A man she would never see again. It was a private pain, one which she didn’t wish to share with Rem or anyone else. She’d wanted a fresh start on Mars. Perhaps she shouldn’t have brought any reminders from Earth, but then she hadn’t expected her mate would be a jealous brute prone to overreacting.

He pinned her with a fierce look. “You are dishonoring our mating vows by wearing an image of another male around your neck.”

“The man in the picture is my father, you giant ass!” She wrenched away from him and shot off the bed. She grabbed her dress off the floor and ran for the door, determined to escape this house and the beast who lived here. Determined to run as far as her legs would carry her.

Oh God, what a horrible mistake she’d made in coming here.

Chapter 5

Rem cursed and scrubbed a hand over his face.Fluxx.

He took a deep breath and rose to his feet, his anger dissipating as quickly as it had fallen over him. He heard Tyra’s footsteps on the stairs and called out a verbal command to the security system, ordering the house to go into lockdown. She wouldn’t be able to escape him.

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