Page 27 of Tricked By the Alien Prince

“Maya,” he groans. One hand grips my chin and he kisses me with a bruising force. I meet him, reveling in the passion. He kisses me like he needs me for his very next breath. I’ve never felt so wanted before.

His hand slides to wrap around my neck, holding me in place. He squeezes gently, holding me in place with slight pressure without actually restricting me. I should panic. I should be afraid, yet my body thrills at his possessive hold. My core clamps down on him and I swear I nearly climax from that one touch.

Volan pulls back, his hips surging forward. My entire body bounces as he slams himself home. Again and again.

I meet his thrusts, our slick bodies sliding against each other. I’m aware of my cries echoing from the cave walls, and the sound is so erotic that my blood sizzles.

I’m clutching at him, my nails scoring his skin, as I writhe beneath him.

He’s relentless. Merciless. He pounds into me, each thrust jolting me until I’m seeing stars behind my eyelids.

I’m so close. I’m so very close.

What breaks me is the long groan that tumbles from Volan’s throat. He throws back his head, eyes closed in an expression of pure torture.

My entire body prickles as my climax starts to take over. My legs begin to shake, then my core tightens. Then suddenly every muscle is on fire, lightning shooting through my limbs. The cave could come tumbling down around us and I wouldn’t know. Every fiber of my being is focused on that connection between Volan and me.

He gives a hoarse shout, and then I feel his seed bursting from him. His heat bathes my walls, gushing from him. It triggers another climax, my cries of pleasure ripped from breathless lips.

Spent, we collapse. Volan’s arms wrap around me, and he somehow finds the energy to roll us so that I’m lying on top of him. My legs wrap around his as his no doubt float in the steamy water.

My entire body thrums. My clit pulses, and every subtle shift causes my core to clamp down and a fresh wave of pleasure to wash through me.

I close my eyes, listening to the sound of his beating heart.

For the first time in a long time, I realize that I feel relaxed. At the colony, Eve’s Rest, I always felt on the edge. The need to prove myself was strong, especially for a female working in a male-centric role. Out here… it’s just me and Volan. There are no expectations. It’s just purely us.

I trust him more than I should, I realize. I barely know him. Yet he’s proved that he’s protective and caring—he’s literally put himself in danger multiple times just to keep me safe.

And I do feel safe.

I drift off to sleep, my thoughts swirling, as I wonder if this is what it feels like to be truly loved.

Honestly… I kind of like it.

ChapterSeventeen

MAYA

Iprop myself up, looking down at the gray-skinned alien that lies beneath me. His hand gently strokes soothing circles on my back, claws scraping with an erotic caress.

Realizing I am awake, he rolls us so that his body rises over mine. His hips nestle between mine, an iron bar pressing against my already slick core. His breath ghosts across my skin as he gazes softly down at me.

“Good morning,” I squeak, a shyness returning to me. Yesterday was… intense. He’s intense.

The bravery I’ve been displaying isn’t natural to me; it’s born from some desperation. I’m not one to usually take such huge leaps, such as running away from the safety of the colony. If I had another choice, I’d be curled up in front of a fire reading a good book. Instead, I’m here with this alien as he looms over me and makes me feel… what exactly? Safe? Cared for?

My heart flutters, that tiny buried place in my chest warming at the idea. Wanting this; someone who actually cares for me, puts me first. Walking around dark tunnels isn’t exactly how I imagined my life going, but it’s scary how quickly I could see myself doing it if it meant staying with Volan.

I can’t fall in love with the alien, I tell myself for what feels like the hundredth time. Because seriously, I think I’m developing emotions for Volan. I can’t. I refuse to.

Volan hums, dipping his head to brush a gentle kiss across my lips. It feels… reverent. This isn’t some caught-up-in-passion moment, but something soft and tender. The way he hovers about, like he actually cares about me… well, it’s been a while since someone cared that much.

I cannot fall in love with this alien, I repeat silently.

The male is annoying. He drives me utterly insane. Of course, he knows how to push each and every one of my buttons. And heaven help me, I think I actually like it… Because even when he pushes me, I have this distinct impression that he’ll catch me when I fall. And no one’s ever done that for me before.

Volan’s ministrations move to my jaw, then to my neck. I moan at the feeling of his teeth scraping my sensitive flesh. My mind screams at me to put a stop to this before my emotions get too entwined, but my body… I’m plagued by visions of him biting me, marking me for all to see that I’m his…

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