well, let alone the stars.”
He gathered her close to his side as they continued gazing at the brilliant night sky. She leaned against him, and the feel of her body against his reignited his passions from earlier in the day, when he’d been ready to claim her. Right before he’d allowed his distrust of females and his temper to ruin the moment.
He wrapped an arm around her and rested his head atop hers, inhaling the floral scent of her hair. After a while, she shifted beside him and tentatively laced her arm around his waist. Or, rather, she tried to. Given her petite stature, she ended up putting an arm around his buttocks. He wasn’t about to complain, however. The feel of her touching him of her own free will, even through several layers of clothing, caused his balls to tighten as his cock grew painfully hard.
Gods, he wanted to take her now, but he could already hear her stomach growling again, even over the chorus of nighttime insects.
He grasped her hand. “Let’s go to the kitchen, my sweet human, and I will prepare you something to eat.”
Chapter 10
Dawn arrived in a glorious splash of orangish red through the trees. Tyra cast a sidelong glance at Rem, who was seated beside her on the back porch, and wondered when he was going to initiate the consummation of their mating union.
He’d been extremely attentive to her in the proceeding hours, constantly inquiring how she felt and if she was hungry. He’d shown her how to use the shower in his bathroom and left her alone while she cleaned up and donned a fresh outfit—a long shirt of his that fit her like an oversized dress.
She didn’t understand it, but for some reason he seemed hesitant to allow her to wear her own clothes. Her face heated. Perhaps he’d glimpsed her tattered garments in the dresser drawer and found them inadequate. She’d worn the yellow dress yesterday because it was the nicest item of clothing she owned.
The only other attire she had possessed that didn’t have holes was the uniform she’d been required to wear while waitressing in her uncle’s bar, which consisted of an exceedingly short skirt and a tight, low-cut blouse. She’d gladly left the uniform behind, but she wished she’d had some better clothes to bring.
She took a sip of hot tea and peered over at Rem again. God, he was handsome, particularly when she looked at him from the side and she got a glimpse of the horns that curved over his head and down his back. She’d never imagined she would find a Martian’s horns sexy, but she did.
He turned to meet her admiring gaze. She flushed and looked away, not wanting him to discern her thoughts. They barely knew one another and here she was ogling him as if he was the first attractive man she’d ever seen.
Without warning, heat pulsed between her thighs and she couldn’t resist shifting in place. A second later, his nostrils flared and a knowing look entered his eyes. Her heart beat faster and she resisted the urge to wiggle in her seat, even as the throbbing in her feminine core increased under the intensity of Rem’s darkly piercing gaze.
He took her hand in his. “Do you feel you know me better than you did when we first met yesterday morning?”
“I...” She fumbled for a response. She still didn’t know much about Rem, as he’d only shared small tidbits about his life with her thus far, but she recalled the comfort he’d given her yesterday after her awful nightmare. He’d been thoughtful and gentle, a far contrast to the brutish behavior he’d displayed earlier in the day when he’d been roused to jealousy.
He reached for her and cupped the side of her face in one of his large, warm hands, causing a pleasant wave of dizziness to assail her. She rather felt as if she were becoming intoxicated, despite not having imbibed a single drop of alcohol. She couldn’t deny the warmth that was filling her, nor the profound effect wrought from Rem’s nearness.
He shifted closer, allowing his thigh to brush against hers, and a delightful shiver rushed down her back to coalesce with the continuous pangs of heat between her thighs.
“I can smell your arousal, my sweet mate.” He leaned in to trail light kisses down her neck and she found herself helpless against the fresh waves of heat rolling through her, even as the knowledge that he could smell