Page 5 of Alien Prince's Claim

His eyes rose above her to the Claiming Room’s wall, and then his golden-purple eyes slid across it, slowly, until they moved past me…

And then, unbelievably, shifted back in my direction and focused on me.

My mouth fell open and I clasped a hand over it to prevent any sound from coming out.

He can’t see me… can he?

The wall was thick and had been made to withstand any alien male that might turn rogue and attack — after all, these creatures were most dangerous during their Steyatt and could become unpredictable.

This male stepped around the female standing before him, shaking like a leaf, and moved toward the wall.

Toward me.

I gulped as he towered over me on the other side of it.

Although I knew he couldn’t see me, was it possible he could smell me?

His eyes were golden-purple and seemed to drill into mine.

He licked his sharp fangs — so much like a vampire’s that I almost fainted at the sight of them.

His tongue ran the length of his bright red lips and his eyes drifted down…

Down…

Down…

To my sex.

My pussy.

That’s what he can smell!

Somehow, he could scent it through the thick wall.

He breathed in deeply and his eyes shut as he savored the scent.

Then his eyes bolted open and he turned back to look at something hidden behind his enormous form.

He had to be seven feet tall with massive muscular shoulders shaped like bowling balls, his pumped muscles hidden beneath a flimsy piece of ragged cloth torn across his broad chest.

The female who’d been shaking earlier had managed to regain some of her composure and taken the alien male by the hand.

She smiled at him as he looked upon her.

But he didn’t move.

Instead, he turned to look back at the wall, at me, and his eyes were filled with deep longing and…

Confusion? Doubt?

Then his eyes lowered and he turned and took the female by the hand and led her out of the Claiming Room.

The room was now empty.

The Claiming was over.

There was no one to replace.

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