Page 16 of Mated to the Alien Warlord

I decided that a cup of wine might be good to strengthen my nerves and nodded. "Wine please."

Contrary to me, Vandor seemed relaxed when he approached me with my requested drink. When I held it in my hand, he clinked his cup against mine. "To new beginnings."

"To new beginnings," I echoed and gingerly drank a sip, watching him over the rim.

"You are nervous," he observed.

I tried to giggle, but it sounded just like he said—nervous.

"I won't hurt you." His dark eyes met mine and my heart hitched. He had given me no reason to believe otherwise, so I nodded.

"You are very beautiful," he said, reaching for my glass and placing it on the table next to his without breaking our eye contact.

"Don't be afraid," he reassured me in a deep, raspy voice before his right arm slung around my waist and he pulled me forward against his chest. He was so tall, I had to crane my neck up to keep eye contact.

Slowly, giving me time to push out of his embrace if I wanted to, his head lowered until our lips were mere inches apart.

"Damaris." His voice was nearly a breath.

And then his lips crushed against mine and it was just like the night before when he kissed me for the first time, only this time, I knew he wouldn't stop there. Tonight, he would make me his true mate. He would seal our marriage, guaranteeing the safety of my people.

He bent down and his other hand curled around the back of my knees. With a groan against my lips, he picked me off the ground and carried me to the bed, where he laid me out in the center of the stacked furs and kneeled beside me.

"I've dreamed of this kiss all day," he confessed when our lips parted.

I stared up at him, astonished at his confession and gentleness. His hand moved up to the edge of my towel, where I had tucked it in to keep it from falling off. Automatically, my hand moved up too, to stop him from opening the towel.

His eyes were still glowing, dark and hypnotizing. His breath sounded much heavier than before as he unknotted my fingers from the towel. Without a word, he gently placed my hand down next to me, where it stilled along with the rest of my body. I allowed him to undo the knot on the towel next.

My heart hammered hard inside my chest, and the same pulsing sensation I had experienced the night before began to throb between my legs. My breathing deepened like his and our eyes still held contact when I felt the towel move to the side.

Cold air hit my breasts and puckered my nipples, even though I didn't think it was the cold air alone. The towel covering me was swept to the side and his gaze slowly lowered from my eyes down to my breasts, down my stomach, and over the triangular patch of hair.

His heated gaze swept over me and my skin pebbled underneath it.

"Beautiful," he repeated, letting go of the edge of the towel and using the tips of his fingers to glide over my skin.

A hiss escaped me at the light, intimate touch, and the pulse in my pussy intensified.

His fingers swirled over my breasts in lazy circles, closing in on my fully erect nipples, increasing the speed of my heart and deepening my breathing even more in anticipation of his fingers reaching my nipple. The little nub throbbed with need. I closed my eyes, and when Vandor brushed against it, I sucked in a hissing, hitching breath. How could anything feel this good? This intense?

He fully cupped my breast and stars exploded behind my closed eyelids. A sound left my throat I hardly recognized as coming from me. Then I felt his breath on my chest; his fingers were replaced by warm lips as they encircled my nipple and his mouth gently sucked on it. My eyes flew open and my head off the furs as I moaned with pleasure.

"You are so responsive," he praised, trailing his mouth down between my breasts, my abdomen.

He changed his position, prying my legs open.

There was only one moment of hesitation in me, one short moment of modesty, before I laid back down and opened my legs even wider to find out what delicious sensations he would arise in me next.

I wasn't prepared for his lips or his tonguedown there, but once they werethere, I moaned in earnest, deeply and throatily.

Fingers dove into my most intimate opening and more stars exploded as he fingerfucked me while sucking on my clit. I cried out in deep bliss while trying to sort through all the sensations he arose in me.

Warmth spread inside my belly. My core began to tense in the most exquisite way, and I was panting now.

"That's right, come for me beautiful czira," he enticed.

My entire body tensed before an explosion of unexpected ecstasy erupted, taking my body for a ride I would have never thought possible.

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