Page 27 of Krin

My palms began to sweat as I imagined Krin following through on his promise toclaimme. With him here, the question lingered in my mind: was I truly prepared to go after everything I had been dreaming of?

It seemed strange to think of myself as somebody’s mate. The longest relationship I had been in lasted for about six months. It went so wrong that I swore off relationships.

This was different. We were talking about Krin. An alien male who was unbelievably good-looking and unexpectedly sweet. Despite not knowing him well, I was certain he wouldn’t disappoint me.

As his K’sha, I was unsure of what the hunk expected from me. I hoped I wouldn’t disappoint him.

Krin didn’t seem upset to see Aza with me, thankfully. I did not want to argue with him again.

“I thought you might be here,” he said in his deep, dominant, Captain tone.

I greeted him with a cheerful smile as I smoothed my hair.

Aza quickly made an excuse to exit the room, while Krin remained fixated on me.

The intensity of my attraction to him was something I had never experienced before, and I couldn’t understand why it consumed me so completely. I had to admit I had no objections to exploring him...I mean the connection between us.

My senses were overwhelmed by Krin’s captivating presence, as if a magnetic force surrounded him. His appearance was intensified by his spicy, masculine scent, as well as his sculpted bare chest and form-fitting black trousers, making it hard to look away.

The turquoise alien made me feel things I’d never felt before. There was something he awakened in me I couldn’t put into words. Given that I hadn’t considered a long term relationship in years, it should have scared me, but it didn’t.

The craving to have his lips and hands on me was so strong, it seemed criminal. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, telling my libido to calm the hell down. Parts of me ached now that he was here.

God, I was totally into doing dirty things with this bad-ass warrior. My cheeks flushed and burned with heat.

I need to get myself under control or I will be begging him to fuck me right here.

“You interested in getting some exercise? Or are you here to scold me about still hanging out with Aza?” I murmured seductively.

Krin tilted his head to one side, as if considering my words. “I didn’t say you could not train with him. But I prefer he keeps his hands to himself. I dislike the idea of other males touching you.”

I smiled at this. There was only one guy—alien I wanted, and he was right here with me. “That’s fine. I don’t want other males touching me, either.” I chuckled, twirling my ponytail around my finger, giving him a once-over.

“You didn’t answer my question. Do you want to spar with me?” I winked.

He swallowed, his throat bobbing, before a sexy grin spread across his face. “Sure. I have the time to show you a few things.”

I placed my hands on my hips. “Good. Why don’t we start right now?”

My body was on fire at the thought of his hands all over me. I had spent weeks lusting after him, now all I wanted was to have him all to myself. In my bed. Or his. The specific location didn’t matter to me.

Krin’s eyes dropped to my lips, and I saw a subtle shift in his expression. “Yes...now is good.”

The effect Krin had on me was both intense and impossible to resist. I was dying to catch a glimpse of what was hidden underneath those pants.

I had a sense sex with the guy would be mind-blowing. And it wasn’t just because of what Grace said about Alaran males. Okay, the ribbed, vibrating peen thing was intriguing. But Krin had that special something that got me all hot and bothered unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.

Simply being near him made me feel tingles in my chest and elsewhere.

Maybe it was the mate thing, but I couldn’t be sure.

In an instant, my insecurities flooded back, leaving a lump in my throat. Given my history with men, I was hesitant to have high expectations for a relationship with Krin.

Not now,I scolded myself. I straightened, and pushed away the negativity. I couldn’t afford to dwell on my flaws right now.

In a swift motion, Krin seized a sword hanging on the wall and placed it in my hand. The cool metal sending a shiver up my arm.

Gripping the sword tightly, I was taken aback by its unexpected heaviness. With Aza, we’d discussed me using daggers. We hadn’t gotten to swords yet.

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