Mama and the Alien Warrior (Treasured By The Alien #1) - Honey Phillips Page 0,37

a warrior race. When I was young, the Red Death had not yet affected us to its full extent. I was trained as a warrior. The young men who survived were given the same opportunity.”

What a complex man. She looked down at Tiana, cradled in one of those massive arms, and wondered what was going to happen to her. The baby had closed her eyes, even though her cheeks still moved, occasionally suckling.

“I think she’s had enough. You need to burp her now.”

She showed him how to burp the baby, then walked him through changing her bandage diaper and dressing her again. Tiana’s eyes had closed again by the time he finished.

When Abby suggested he put Tiana in the bassinet, he frowned at the clear storage container. “I do not like this. It reminds me too much of the incubators. I would rather sleep with her on my chest.”

“Are you going to bed now?” She raised an eyebrow.

“That was not my intention.”

“Then put her down for now. You can get her again later.”

“Very well.”

He put the baby in the bassinet and carried it into the bedroom. Abby followed him to check on her other daughter. Lucie lay motionless on the bed, sleeping as deeply as always with one hand flung over her head and her body twisted sideways. Abby straightened her gently, checked the monitor bracelet, and then went to join Hrebec, closing the door behind her.

Chapter Seventeen

Hrebec stood by his desk, pouring a glass of the strange liquor. “Would you like a drink?”

“No, thank you.”

Tonight, she wanted to keep all of her wits about her. She suspected that it would be all too easy to succumb to her desire for Hrebec. Her pussy gave a responsive pulse at the thought of that massive nubbed cock sliding deep inside her empty sheath.

His head lifted and he turned to her. “You are aroused.”

“How do you know?”

“Your scent. It is somehow sweeter.”

Her cheeks heated but she didn’t look away. Now that he had mentioned it, she noticed his as well. His usual lemony scent had taken on a deeper, almost musky note that seemed to heighten her own arousal. “You smell pretty good too. Does that mean you are aroused?”

“I am always aroused when you are around,” he said, stepping towards her. This close, she had to tilt her head back to study his face, and the renewed awareness of his size and strength spurred her increasing desire. “But I’m surprised that you are aware of it as well. I thought that it was a Cire trait.”

“Humans have a sense of smell too, you know.”

Distracted by his closeness, she tugged at his shirt until it came free from his waistband. She slipped her fingers underneath, relishing all that warm, hard muscle and the intriguing texture of his jade skin. With an impatient growl, he yanked it off, giving her free access to his wonderful body.

“Yes, but scent bonding usually only occurs—” He broke off abruptly as she slid one of her hands around to his back and starting exploring his tail. “What are you doing?”

“Touching your tail. Is that all right?” She couldn’t get her hand around it, but she gave an experimental squeeze to the part she could reach.

He groaned. “Yes, that is most… pleasant.”

“Pleasant? That’s the best you can do? I must not be doing something right.”

She stepped close, close enough that her arms could circle his narrow waist, close enough that her breasts pressed against his body. Now that both hands could reach, she used them to caress his tail in long, alternate strokes. His cock was a rock hard bar against her stomach and she could feel it jump with her movements, her nightgown growing damp with his precum. She lowered herself so that it could slide up between her breasts.

“Abigail!”

“Yes, Hrebec?”

“I am about to waste my seed.”

“I don’t consider it a waste.”

She tightened her grip on his tail and used her arms to squeeze her breasts around his cock. His hands went to her back, holding her there as he began to thrust upward with his hips, the rapid movements fueling her own excitement. Her nipples were aching points, the texture of his skin an arousing massage as she rubbed against him. More moisture seeped from his cock, turning her nightgown translucent and letting her feel every inch of hard flesh as it moved between her breasts. She clamped down on his tail and let her nails dig in, just a little, but it was enough for