Page 47 of Kissed By the Alien
“You’re stubborn.”
A dainty blonde brow raises. “I preferdetermined.”
I love the fire in this female, and her resilience. But those qualities worry me, too.
“The first time I met you, Lexi, you were purchasing a weapon from a dangerous male.”
“Moses?” She waves her hand in a dismissive manner. “No balls on that one.”
“He tried to kill me.”
Her face pales. “I forgot about that.”
“And yesterday I found you with a group of known criminals. Each one capable of snapping your neck. Stabbing you, or?—”
She holds up a hand. “Point made. What you don’t realize is that’s part of my job. Well, not the risks I took last night, precisely. I usually control where I am. Making sure I have an escape route. But meeting with men who aren’t exactly the safest to be around… That’s something I do fairly often.”
Unbidden, my horns pitch forward. Hearing how she regularly endangers herself scares the drekk out of me.
“What job? You told me you work for your family business. Who forces you to put yourself in danger?”
“No one forces me to do anything, Lutan. You should know that by now,” she says as she approaches me, her hips swaying from side to side enticing me beyond belief.
My cocks press against my trou in the worst way possible. I pray she doesn’t notice. She doesn’t believe in heartmates, or the unique bond they share. If she did, then she’d use her power over me to get what she wants.
Though, I’m unsure precisely what that is.
“Why are you here?” I repeat my earlier question as she grabs hold of my shirt and tugs it up. My arms fly up without hesitation, allowing her to remove my shirt.
“I want to get to know you better. And to apologize for yesterday.” A hand glides over my pecs, making me harder, if that’s possible.
“I figured if I could get you the information you sought, then they’d let me in the embassy to speak with you. But if I showed up here empty-handed, I’d never get to see you.”
“Your family’s business, Lexi. Who’s forcing you to endanger yourself? You will not leave here without answering me.”
Her hands circle around my neck. One hand travels through my hair, making it hard to focus on anything except the need to touch her, claim her, make her mine.
“Answer my questions,” I growl.
One hand brushes over the pleasure nodes at the base of a horn and I cannot stop the moan from leaving my lips.
“Ooh, that’s so sexy, Lutan. I want to hear that again. Now, where was that spot?” Her hand sifts through my hair, caressing the nodes, but this time I restrain myself.
Until she licks her finger, then draws circles over each of my pleasure nodes.
I lift her up and slam her onto the bed, caging her between my arms while pressing my cocks against her pussy. “You will answer my questions, female.”
“What are you going to do if I don’t, Warrior? Fuck me?” She lifts her hips and grinds against me, making me wonder who is in control here.
“Maybe I’ll put you back in a cell.”
“Then Hunzu can release me and we can start this little game all over again.”
“You think this is a game?” I ask as I piston my hips, sliding against her.
A feminine moan escapes her and my cocks are on fire. I’m a heartbeat away from shoving my pants past my hips and thrusting into her.
“Not a game.” Her breath hitches as her eyes grab me. “Because if it were, I’d win. I don’t like to lose. Especially when I see something I want.”
