Page 38 of Beauty and the Alien Beast: Naxer

To sink into her over and over while she cries out for more.

I need to feel her surrender to what lay between us—to our mating.

Being with her was as natural as breathing, and I craved her as much as air.

I was so hungry for her; I knew I had better rein myself in. Let her come to me instead of chasing her. But definitely show my interest.

But it was difficult to wait on the sexual interest of another, far more than I had expected it to be. It was my duty to wait on my mate’s season—for her body and heart to warm to mine.

I will win her heart.

I’m certain that she will be mine.

But will she stay mine? Will her soul truly bond with mine, or will she walk away one day, as she herself has told me humans do?

The tiny thread of doubt annoyed me. I banished it, focusing instead on the anticipation and the growing heat between us.

CHAPTER18

AMARA

Naxer is holding back from me.

I could feel it in his touch—it was so very gentle. Powerful hands that could have crushed bone instead cradled my face as if I were made of gossamer. His huge, callused fingers brushed my skin delicately. His expression was tender as he caressed me, but his eyes were feverish with lust.

I want him.

I was exhausted, achy and sore, with one shoulder stiff and both of my feet still too sensitive to be on them for long. But a deep ache throbbed between my thighs, filling me with cravings to feel his cock slide deep inside my pussy.

I need him now.Before more chaos happened and we missed our chance.

Then, to my surprise, he let me go and got up suddenly, going to stand on the far side of the fire, his back to me. His shoulders rose and fell shakily.

I stood. “What’s wrong?”

“I…” He took a deep breath. “My desire for you is too strong. Being near you, touching you…”

Oh.He wants me too.

I strode around the fire, coming up slowly behind him. I heard his ragged breathing. The ache in my core deepened—pure craving.

“I should walk the perimeter,” he said. “Give Chaser a chance at his meal. Or I may end up losing control of myself.”

“Don’t go.” I laid my hand on his shoulder and felt him freeze under my touch. He stood there, still as I slid my palms up and down his wide, muscled back, inching closer. He shook, his muscles tensing, then relaxing, under my touch.

“I’m attracted to you, Naxer,” I told him in a low, breathy voice as I trailed my fingers over his skin, then laid my cheek between his shoulder blades. Sliding my hands around him, I ran them up his chest. His double pectorals felt strange to my fingers, but the way his muscled belly fluttered as I explored him through his clothes felt familiar. His breathing grew heavier as he stood there, head tilted back a little, allowing me to explore him.

Releasing him, I moved around in front of him, and all four of his hands moved to touch me, two settling lightly on my back and the other pair cupping my hips.

“But I’ve been unsure about the logic of exploring my attraction to you,” I said, “especially when we were fighting for survival.”

“And now?” His glowing eyes were half-lidded, his chest shuddering a little with each breath.

I felt his hard cock pressing against me. “Now I have a few ideas…”

His grip on me tightened, and his lips parted, an expression of pure need on his face. “Such as?”

I leaned up, brushing his lips lightly with my own, then stared him in the face as he blinked down at me with fierce lust reflecting in his eyes. “Take that armor off and I’ll show you.”

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