Page 106 of Made For The Alien Warrior

She found his insistence strange and resisted. “What’s there?”

Tiegan released a giant sigh, rushed forward and threw her over his shoulder. Her forehead smacked against his back. It was all muscle and she squeezed. “Tiegan!”

“You are very stubborn, but I do not have the patience to wait.”

Symphony swayed with every step he took. Since her head was already pointed in that direction, she saw the exact moment the floor changed to a more wooden tone. Her eyes caught on a flower petal.

“What?” She gasped.

As abruptly as he’d picked her up, Tiegan set her on her feet. Watching her with his stoic brand of eagerness, he gestured to the room.

Her jaw dropped when she saw the lanterns with their purple flames. The roses at her feet. A giant quilt peppered with cushions. A small table with food and silver flasks.

She covered her mouth with a hand. “What is all this?”

“This is for you.” He slipped his fingers between hers and led her forward. “I do not have much experience with females. I only know how to protect, provide and mate.” He glanced down. “But I would brave a rizera camp if it would make you happy.”

She whipped around. “Don’t you dare mess with those lizard creatures. If they don’t kill you, I’ll do it myself.”

He caressed her cheek, his lips turning up. “Would you like to taste the food?”

“How about we skip that?” She had to jump to throw her arms around him, but Symphony succeeded. Pulling his face down to hers, she kissed her alien warrior with all the love in her heart.

His mouth was firm and hot against hers. She could feel the tension in the room rising with every clash of their lips. A strange brush caressed her leg and she realized his tail was stroking her thigh.

Symphony removed one of her hands from Tiegan’s neck. She wrapped her fingers around his tail and squeezed it, smiling when he groaned slightly.

“Did you pick these flowers?”

“By hand.” He growled, walking her backward onto the blanket.

“And did you scatter them?” she asked breathlessly as he slipped his fingers into the band of her space pants and pulled it down.

“I was to scatter them?” he murmured, wrapping his tongue around her chest.

She arched her back, clinging to him as a wave of heat surged through her body. The world spun around her, crazy and hot. Tingles spilled between her thighs, pulsing even harder when he brushed his finger there.

When he removed his mouth from hers to press kisses down her naked torso, she gasped. “Did you lay each flower individually?”

He lifted his head, his dark eyes hazy with lust and confusion. It was clear he found it difficult to follow the conversation. “My heras, was I not to lay them down in a pattern?”

“No.” She laughed softly even as he frowned. “You were just to throw them.” She mimicked the gesture of tossing flowers with her arm. “Throw them. Like this.”

Tiegan growled. “I spent much of the day placing each one just so.”

“Oh, you sweet, clueless alien.” She wrapped her naked legs around him and pulled him down on top of her. “I love you.”

He trembled in delight and she almost moaned from how good it felt.

Tiegan’s pants fell away with a button and she gasped when she saw him. “Tiegan.”

“I remember, Sim-pony,” he whispered, caressing her chest with his thumb, “it is your first time mating. I will be gentle.”

She eyed him, sure that even if he went as slow as a snail it still wouldn’t work. Plain biology said so.

But Tiegan rolled her to her back and descended, muttering words in his alien tongue that she didn’t understand but made her hot with need.

And Symphony realized that she was wrong.

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