Daughter of the Alien Warrior - Honey Phillips Page 0,32
see?”
“It was all a trick, wasn’t it? You pretended to be interested in me, to make me feel like you could care for me, but all you wanted was to fuck a human female.”
“No! I do care for you. I think that you are my—” He stopped himself just in time. “I never thought to take advantage of you.”
Her face softened a fraction. “Oh yeah? Then why were you all over me yesterday but you’re trying to avoid me today?”
“I am not trying to avoid you. I am trying to control myself.”
“Is that a new way of saying, ‘It’s not you, it’s me?’”
Her voice was skeptical, but he nodded eagerly. “That is correct. I am wrestling with my own problems.”
“So you aren’t regretting what we did? You still find me attractive?”
“Attractive? You are the most beautiful female I have ever seen.” He heard the truth in his words as he spoke and felt a fleeting pang of guilt for his first mate, but he could not deny the truth. He had never felt this way before—so alive, so passionate, so… young. It was as if he had truly discovered mating for the very first time.
Her mask shattered and he could see both hope and disbelief in her eyes. How could he have been so thoughtless? He had never intended to make her doubt herself. With a muttered curse, he shoved his chair back and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her to her bunk and stripping her clothes away before he laid her down.
“Never doubt that I find you beautiful,” he growled. “Every part of you is beautiful to me. I love your eyes, so wide and green.”
He brushed a soft kiss across her eyelids as her eyes fluttered closed, then drew his lips across her impossibly soft skin to those full tempting lips. He worshipped there, sipping at her delicate flesh.
“Your mouth is as sweet as nillian honey and I could drink from it all day.”
Nonetheless, he forced himself to leave the tempting honeypot and descend to her breasts, to the equally tempting peaks, standing proud and waiting for his mouth.
“I love your breasts, so soft and perfect.” There, too, he worshipped, switching from one bud to the other until they were hard and glistening and she was straining towards him.
His tail had already been busy between her legs, stroking and teasing the delicate flesh, but he pushed it aside impatiently so that he could taste more of her sweetness, deeper and richer here. He sucked her pleasure receptacle deep in his mouth, circling it with his tongue as it quivered and hardened, while his tail returned, probing impatiently at her small entrance.
“Inzen, please,” she demanded, her hands clutching at his shoulders.
His tail plunged deep as he clamped down on her swollen nub. Her body convulsed, rippling around his tail in wave after wave of pleasure as more of her sweetness flooded his mouth. He continued his attentions until at last her body went limp.
Smiling with satisfaction, he moved up next to her and pulled her into his arms.
“Did you find that convincing, my letari?”
“Mmm. If you had been any more convincing, I don’t think I’d be able to move for a week.”
“And I would be content to remain here with you.”
Chapter Twelve
“What was your mate like?” Jade asked softly. They were still curled together in the lower bunk, her body tucked against his.
“Aria?” He thought back over the years. Although he had been hurt by her death, he had a child to care for and had coped by pushing the memory of his mate aside and focusing on his daughter. “She was very kind,” he said at last. “And very quiet. But she was very delicate, and she was one of the first taken.”
“She sounds wonderful,” Jade said, but he could hear the strain in her voice. His arm tightened around her shoulders. “How did you meet?”
“It was at a party. We Cires used to enjoy a lot of parties. When we were introduced, my tail flicked towards her and we knew that we would be mates.”
She lifted up on one elbow. “Is that what it means? When your tail is always touching me?”
The aforementioned appendage circled her waist and tugged her back down. “It is an indication of interest,” he said finally.
“But it’s more than just a friendly gesture, isn’t it? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I did not want to frighten you. And perhaps also because I enjoy having your hands on me.” Her body