Page 22 of Captured By the Alien Captain
A moment of weakness, that’s all this is.
Barely brushing our lips together, I’m twisted around to face him.
Before I can figure out what is happening, I’m lifted into the air. Out of all the times I’ve been lifted by his strong arms, this has to be the one time I don’t want to be let down.
“Mine.” One growled word is all I need to hear to feel the possessiveness down to my very soul. Wrapped with a smoldering heat, he presses me against the wall.
Our mouths meet in a hot fury. Distracting me with his tongue, I feel how thin it is as he licks deep to discover my taste. Pulling away for only a moment, I discover his tongue is forked. Almost like a snake.
He nuzzles my neck and places a kiss against my throat. Every time he presses against me, I want to squirm. This ache is undeniable.
I can’t think about our differences. All this overwhelming heat is making everything impossible.
Despite those differences, I want Runar. My body calls out for him. His touch feels so right. There’s a need to have his hands everywhere.
“Runar.” I can only do so much from our position. Rubbing against him, trying to get whatever friction I can get, it’s not enough. I need more. “Please.”
Shifting away from the wall, I’m carried over to the bed next. Flattening my body with his own, he eases the ache with everykiss to my body. Lower and lower, his body shifts. The bed groans beneath our combined weight.
He could tear my pants if he wanted with his brute strength, but I’m thankful he figured out how to undo my pants without popping a button.
Fighting off a chuckle, I hiss when his mouth grazes my lower stomach. Breathing me in, I realize how much I like the way he growls in approval.
“Everything about you is right.” He meets my gaze, those yellow orbs looking like melted gold. “I want you, myRhis.” Inhaling deeply, his pupils dilate. Like my scent can get this man off, another groan rumbles through him as he sinks his fingers beneath the band of my pants.
I can’t argue, not when I’m lifting my hips to aid him in getting my pants off.
“You are mine,” he repeats as if he thinks I need to hear the words again.
At this rate, I think I’m starting to believe him.
6
Runar
I can’t think. Not when her aroused scent is filling my senses. Everything about her body is screaming to be taken. Somehow, I found the strength to hold back for as long as I have.
Sure, I may have slipped up more times than I can count, but I’m confident this creature is made to be mine.
Even though I don’t know if our kindscanmate, everything inside me screams to claim her. To leave a mark on her throat for every male on board to see.
They’ll know better to respect her. She’ll be as much their queen as I am their king.
My cock is throbbing, aching to be wrapped around her walls. I’m too busy thinking about the future when I should be thinking about the present.
I am a man who has little control over himself lately. Will I be able to stop myself if she finds this to be too much? I have so much hunger that needs to be filled.
“Runar.” Her groan is nothing but enchanting to my ears. As I get rid of her pants, her scent floods my senses and my ability to think goes right out the window.
“My queen.” Peeling off the last useless layer covering her slickness, I’m left looking at glistening pink folds. Taking everything in, I realize humans aren’t too different from Medarian women. However, Jax seems so soft and slick anddelicious.
Despite her thighs being thick muscles due to what I assume is a result of her training, her flesh squishes beneath my fingers.
“You better not cut me with those talons,” she huffs under her breath. While her words make her sound annoyed, those green eyes of hers are watching ever so carefully.
Has she had other human men touch her like this? Or, is she like my kind?
We save ourselves for ourRhis.Sure, some of my brothers have fooled around with other species ever since our kind started dying off and the chance of finding their soulmate became slim to impossible. Not me.