Alien Mine (Zerconian Warriors Book 7) (12 page)

“Rapture, huh? That’s a pretty strong word.”

“It is.” He moved closer, his hard body pressing against hers. Her mouth went dry and she swallowed heavily. Had she seriously thought this was a good idea? His gaze turn amber as his cock pressed against her thigh, heavy and hard. Her pussy clenched and she licked her dry lips.

“Are you sure you’re up to this?”

“Oh, I assure you. I am up.”

Her eyes widened. “Was that a joke?”

“No joke. Would you like to see?”

Standing, he stripped before she could protest. Hell, who was she kidding, she was never going to protest. She’d been dying to see him since the first day she’d met him. The man was her every day dream brought to life.

Except she’d never imagined
that
.

“You’re huge.”

“Thank you,” he said proudly.

She hadn’t exactly meant it as a compliment. But men were sensitive about penis size. At least Ricardo always had been.

But then, he’d been tiny compared to Thor. Like comparing sausages to toothpicks. Sitting, she forced her gaze from his hard, erect cock up his chest. Wide and thick with muscle, she could scarcely believe just how gorgeous he was.

Breath-taking.

And so out of her league.

“Maybe we should do this with the lights off,” she suggested.

“You do not like what you see?”

“Oh, me like. Me like a lot.” Now she couldn’t even speak properly. Get your act together, Lucy. “I mean, you’re hot. Extremely hot. I just think, well, I’d be less shy if we turned the lights off.”

Thor nodded. “Lights low.”

The lights dimmed. It wasn’t completely dark, but dark enough to unclench the knot in her stomach.

“You are certain you want to do this? We can still wait.”

Oh man, could he be more perfect? Seriously?

“I don’t want to wait. But I understand if you do. If something happens to me, and we’re mated it could be dangerous for you.” It had weighed on her mind. There was more than just her life at stake, especially if they were mated.

Her breath caught as he grabbed her, pulling her onto his lap. She sat facing him, her legs straining to straddle his wide thighs, her pussy snug up against his hot cock.

“Nothing will happen to you. Nothing.” He drew her into him and took her mouth with his. Rockets of fire exploded in her blood. Music flowed through her, happy and upbeat. When he drew back, they were both breathing heavily and his gaze was pure amber.

“Strip for me.”

Shyness gripped her and she ground her teeth. She would not let her hang ups ruin this moment. Reaching for the bottom of her top, she drew it up and over her head. His gaze immediately turned to her bra-covered breasts.

“There’s not much to see,” she said shyly, resisting the urge to cover her breasts.

“Show me.”

She reached around her behind her and undid the clasp of her faded green bra. Zerconian women didn’t wear bras, so she had to make do with what she had until she could get her hands on more. Or she could just do without one entirely. Wasn’t like she had much to support.

Thor licked his lips as she released her breasts. Her embarrassment faded under his frank look of approval.

“You are even more beautiful than I imagined. Perfect.” He covered once breast with his hand. Hell, his hand almost covered her whole chest. She was tiny next to him. But she didn’t feel even a flicker of fear.

This was Thor. He would not harm her.

He flicked her nipple with his thumb and her breath caught as her clit responded in kind.

“Oh God.”

“What do you like? What makes you feel good?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never felt this way before.” As though she was on fire. As though every nerve ending had flickered to life.

“Then we will have to experiment.” He rolled her onto her back and leaned over her, careful not to put any of his weight on her as he licked her nipple with his tongue. “You tell me what you like.”

Fuck.

“I like,” she told him as he circled her nipple with his tongue. He drew it into the warmth of his mouth and her hips thrust up. “I like.”

Like was a stupid word. It didn’t cover even half of what she felt as he played with her breasts. He expertly flicked, nipped and suckled until heat engulfed her, pushing every insecurity and fear from her mind.

“Are you ready for more?”

“Yes,” she squeaked out as his hand dipped down under the band of her pants.

Sitting up, he pulled her pants down, leaving her dressed just in her plain, cotton panties. Her breath caught as he ran his gaze over her.

“Beautiful.”

She blushed. Thank God it was mainly dark in here. He drew down her panties, baring her completely to his gaze. He cupped her mound. “You removed your hair here?”

“Ricardo insisted on having it permanently removed. You don’t like it?” She’d noticed he didn’t have any pubic hair.

“I love everything about you. Zerconians have no hair here.” He ran one finger along her slick lips. Then flicked her clit.

“Ooh,” she said.

“You like that?”

“Ahh yep. I like. I really like.”

He grinned then twirled his finger around her clit again. “Relax, Lucy. Just close your eyes and feel.”

Lucy closed her eyes, relaxing was the last thing she felt like doing, though. Her insides were boiling over, a strange feeling filling her. Was this what she’d heard other women talk about? This achy need, the strange emptiness inside her that begged to be filled?

Lips touched the inside of her thigh and she jolted. Thor pushed her legs further apart, lying between them.

“Thor? What are you doing?”

“I wish to taste you.”

“You don’t have to,” she said quickly.

“Why would I not want to?” He leaned up on his elbows, peering up at her inquisitively.

“Well, men don’t actually like doing that? Do they? Ricardo didn’t.”

His eyes narrowed. “Ricardo is not a man. And I do not wish to hear his name in our bed again.”

Fair enough. She wouldn’t like him bringing up his former lovers either.

“Okay, so long as you promise to do the same.”

“I have no former lovers.”

What? No way. He acted so confident. Without hesitation.

“You’ve never done this before?”

“I have attended the academy and learned the art of bringing pleasure with joining. I have also joined with females before, but have had no attachment to them.”

Right so he’d slept around without making any commitment? She frowned.

“I never promised myself to another woman. I always hoped to one day find you, my mate. So I made sure that any woman I joined with knew I would always belong to another.”

Oh. That was all right then.

“I have waited for you for a long, long time.” He kissed across her thighs and the top of her mound. “I long to taste you. Make you mine.”

She couldn’t imagine living as long as he had without knowing whether he would ever find his mate. Ever find the one person to complete him. And now he was letting her risk herself, risk everything. She wasn’t sure she could do the same. Lucy understood his protectiveness, it made him all the more incredible for helping her do this.

Finally, he slid his tongue up her lips, flicking her clit. He played with her the small bundle of nerves, sucking on her, licking, exploring with a skill that blew her mind. He pushed one finger deep inside her and she clenched around him.

More, she needed more.

“Thor!” she cried out as he continued to play with her clit while thrusting his finger in and out of her pussy. She clasped at the sheets beneath her, trying to find something to anchor herself.

“Let go, Lucy. Just let go.”

Let go? What did he even mean? She was on fire. The ache so deep and furious it consumed her.

He pushed another finger deep, curling them inside her and stroking. Lucy screamed as she exploded, clenching around his fingers, pleasure so delightful it almost had her crying flooded her. Wave after wave of bliss rocked her.

Thor lightly licked her, bringing her back down slowly. He kissed the inside of each thigh then up her stomach, swirling his tongue around each nipple.

“Do you like?”

She opened her eyes, gazing at him incredulously. “Uh-huh.

“Good. So did I. When I get you home, I will do that to you every day.”

Every day? She might die. Happily, of course.

But even though she’d experienced bliss she’d never imagined actually existed, her body screamed for more.

Greedy.

She ran her hands over Thor’s shoulders, delighting in the smooth feel on his warm skin which was stretched over thick muscle. She pulled him towards her, kissing him deeply.

“I want you, Thor.”

“I want nothing more than to be inside you. Are you certain?”

“More certain that I ever thought I would be.”

He kissed down her neck, over her breasts and stomach, returning to her pussy. He gave her lips a long lick. “I love the taste of you.” He pushed her legs back against her stomach. “I want to see you. Lights up.”

Before she could protest, light flooded the room. Her legs were open. She was completely on display.

The look of rapture on his face stilled her protest though.

“Gorgeous,” he murmured.

He really did seem to think she was beautiful. Strange when she had always thought of herself as skinny and ugly. He dropped his mouth to her pussy again, running his finger over her entrance then dipped his tongue into her pussy. In and out.

Oh baby, she didn’t think she could handle another shattering orgasm. Not without completely losing it.

“Thor, please. I need you.” She wanted him inside her. Filling her.

He flicked her clit with his thumb, continuing to thrust his tongue in and out of her.

“Thor, please.”

He continued to ignore her.

“Damn it, Thor.”

He moved his thumb around her clit. It swelled, throbbed. She nearly sobbed with need.

“Thor!” she yelled with demand.

Leaning up, he grinned. “Yes, my mate? Was there something you desired?”

“I want you inside me.”

“Why did you not say so?”

Grr.

He winked and she realized he was joking.

“Thor? Can I touch you?” She was itching to run her hands over his skin.

“I never thought you would ask.” He rolled onto his back.

Lucy sat and studied him for a moment. She hesitantly ran her hand over his chest then down his stomach. “What do you like?”

“Anything. Everything.”

“Anything? That’s a big thing to say.” She grinned.

“I know I will love anything you do.”

She reached his cock. It was thick and erect. Huge. She licked her lower lip. She wondered how he would taste. She surrounded the base of his cock with her hand then licked the head of his cock.

Thor jolted. “Lucy!”

“You like?”

“Yes. Yes. Too much.”

She ran her hand up and down his cock while sucking the head into her mouth. The taste of pre-cum tingled on her tongue. He tasted slightly salty. But there was a little sweetness there as well. Lucy licked her way down his cock, exploring, enjoying every inch.

“No more.” Thor moved, rolling her onto her back. “I must have you.”

“I’m ready for you.” She hoped. He was massive and it had been a while since she’d had sex. Plus, Ricardo had nothing on Thor.

She pushed all thought of Ricardo from her mind. Thor didn’t want him in their bed and she agreed. Ricardo no longer belonged anywhere in her life. He was the past and he should stay there.

Thor rolled so he was on his back with her straddling him. “We will go at your pace.”

Again, could he be any more perfect?

Hand shaking with a mix of anticipation and nerves, she grasped hold of his cock and guided it to her entrance. She pushed down on him, drawing him inside her. Thor placed his hands around her hips.

“Easy, Lucy. I do not wish to hurt you.” He forced her to pause for a moment so she could adjust to the feel of him inside her.

She breathed deep, her heart racing so hard it almost hurt. Then she moved again, taking him deep inside her. She was stretched, almost to the point of pain, but she was slick enough to ease his way. Thor closed his eyes, his jaw tight and strained.

“Thor? Are you okay?” Had she moved too fast? Had she hurt him? Mortified, she attempted to slide back. His hands tightened around her hips, stilling her.

“I am attempting to stop myself from coming too soon. Please do not move. Not yet.”

Oh.

He opened his eyes. “I apologize for my lack of control. You feel so very good.”

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