Page 81 of Fractured Souls

“Funny? How so?” He found her little observations about him intriguing, because he’d never really cared what anyone thought of him before.

“Oh, your eyes go a little distant, your eyebrows come together a bit. It’s cute.”

“Cute?” Nobody had ever called him cute. The fact that she felt comfortable enough to find him cute…

Strangely, it pleased him.

“Get ready. We’re going outside.” He unbuckled her restraints, unable to stop his hands from lingering over her waist, her hips, the strong planes of her thighs.

She responded by giving him a sultry look. “Outside? For what?”

He went hard in an instant, his cock straining against his armor. Thank the Goddess they were in this private passenger cabin, separated from the rest of the warriors.

She was making him crazy.

His horn-buds throbbed. His senses became even more heightened.

It was like there was a switch inside him, and she could flick it on at any given moment.

He wanted to taste her again, just a quick little fuck before this mission became unpredictable.

“Nythian, what are you doing?” She was breathless, leaning forward as his hand found a seamless zipper at her waist. He slipped it open and slid his fingers over her lower belly, down, down…

He pulled her up out of her chair, curving his arm around her waist. She leaned into him, her body molding comfortably against his.

Her heady scent surrounded him. He soaked it in, letting it turn him into a mindless savage.

He would have her.

“Quickly,” he whispered in her ear, unclipping her weapons belt, slipping her pants down over her hips. Her custom-made light armor was made from a flexible Callidum-fiber and fabric composite. The standard black metal armor worn by Kordolian warriors was too heavy for any human.

“What if someone comes in here?”

“They won’t. Trust me.” The soldiers on the upper decks wouldn’t come down until he gave them the all-clear. There was a silent understanding between all of them that when he was with Alexis, he was not to be disturbed.

Being a First Division warrior had its perks.

“Come here,” he growled, pulling her against him. She was deliciously warm and soft.

He closed his eyes and dived headlong into her presence, letting her distinctly feminine scent wash over him.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him toward her with a frantic intensity that he hadn’t seen before. He pushed her up against the wall and she wrapped her legs around his torso, her body lithe and powerful.

Nythian let his armor melt away completely, his nanites causing a moment of agony as they were absorbed into his skin.

The pain sharpened his need, turning it into much more than simple desire. When he was with her, even his pain became exquisite.

Alexis gasped. She ran her hands over his naked body, her fingers searching, frantic, hungry…

Appreciative.

“You’re terrible,” she whispered, somehow turning it into a compliment. Her sadness had all but melted away. “I need you to be gentle, Nythian. Just— ”

“Like this?” He pinned her against the wall, gently grabbing her arms. He kissed her lips, leaving her breathless and surprised.

Her eyes were wide, her cheeks dusky and flushed. Her heart pounded out a mesmerizing rhythm. Nythian closed his eyes and listened, becoming entranced all over again.

His erection was almost painful now. He couldn’t hold back any longer.

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