Page 46 of Alien Warrior Unclaimed

I glided my thumb across her nipple, and she moaned again. But when I rolled it, she cried out.

Gone were thoughts of the Steps of Videen. I focused on my mate and what gave her pleasure. I didn’t need fancy techniques or structure. I only needed to touch her, kiss her, and show her how much I cared.

I kissed her throat and across her chest, stopping at her breasts. Full and round, they had dusky pink nipples. They called to me, and I couldn’t help but taste.

While I stroked my tongue across one, I gently pinched and tugged on the other.

Summer was so responsive to my touch. She moaned and lifted her hips toward me, mimicking the movement we’d soon find together.

I glided my palm across her hip, and when I reached the juncture between her legs, she parted them.

“Mate,” I sighed as I stroked my thumb down her slit. It was slippery from the water, but also from her inner juices. She dripped for me; her inner thighs were coated.

“I want you,” she breathed.

“You have me. I’m yours.”

While I teased her opening, I kissed across her belly, pausing at the indent in the center. My species had nothing like this, and I wondered if she’d been injured in the past. I’d ask her about it later, however. I had one goal in mind, and nothing would dissuade me.

I wanted to devour her clit.

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