Possessive Alien Mate(Savage Martians #2) - Sue Mercury Page 0,36

to the sky and gasped. She’d rarely glimpsed the stars while on Earth, so seeing a clear night on Mars with meteors streaking across the sky was a sight to behold. “It’s amazing,” she said.

They stood on the balcony, watching the falling stars as the noise of nighttime insects swelled around them. Hours might’ve passed, Tyra wasn’t sure, but she was content to remain wrapped in the blanket in her mate’s strong arms as she basked in the ethereal beauty of the Martian night.

Once the meteor shower ended, Rem swept her up into his arms and carried her back inside, his dark gaze glimmering with heat as he stared down at her. Warmth abruptly pulsed in her womanly core when he placed her upon the bed and hovered over her, stroking her hair and occasionally uttering something to her in his native tongue.

She had no idea what he was saying, but she decided not to ask, for she liked the mystery of it. For all she knew, he might be telling her that he loved her. She brightened at the prospect, because she was starting to truly care about the big green alien. She had missed him tremendously today and had had plenty of time to examine her growing affection for him, and she’d come to the conclusion that he was starting to steal her heart.

He gathered her close and captured her lips in a kiss that was so achingly tender, she became putty in his very capable hands. Her head swam as he gradually deepened the kiss, and moments later after he’d finished divesting them both of their clothing, when he pressed her down upon the bed, his hardened cock was throbbing against her thigh. She reached down and for the first time, wrapped her hand around his huge male appendage. It pulsed in her hand and felt so hot to the touch that she gasped and almost released him. But the growls of pleasure rumbling forth from him encouraged her to keep hold of his cock, and when she stroked her hand down the steely hard length of him, he threaded his fingers through her locks and gave them a tug, forcing her head back and causing her gaze to collide with his.

“I want to taste you, my sweet mate,” he said, his voice deeper than usual. “Lean back on the pillow and be a good girl and spread your legs.”

Exhaling a shuddering breath, she rested back on the pillow and slowly parted her thighs, heat quaking through her at the feral look in Rem’s dark gaze. Anticipation built as he kissed his way down from her neck to her stomach, before he traveled even lower and began trailing his tongue along her inner thighs.

Oh God.

She was throbbing for him, waiting for the first graze of his tongue upon her aching parts, despite being a little embarrassed by what he was about to do. She had never imagined he would want to kiss her down there, but she couldn’t deny that she was more than intrigued.

He forced her legs wider apart and finally settled himself between her thighs, the heat of his breath hitting her delicate flesh and making her quiver anew.

“Your clit is poking out from your pink folds, little human. So beautiful,” he said, each word spoken sending a puff of warmth against her, causing her to squirm around in desperation. If he didn’t touch her there soon, where she was aching the most fervently, she was going to explode.

She whimpered and stared down at him, shooting him a pleading look, even though his gaze was focused solely on the area between her thighs.

“Who do you belong to, Tyra? I want to hear you say it again.”

“You!” she nearly shouted. “I-I belong to you, Rem.”

He reached for her throbbing parts and cupped her pussy, pushing the heel of his hard palm down upon her clit. Curse words escaped her as her desire mounted, though she uttered them in English, somehow unable to recall the proper translations in Galactic Common, her mind had become so muddled in the face of her growing need.

She moaned in relief and pleasure when he finally removed his hand and ran his tongue over her swollen nubbin. She jerked in place and parted her thighs wider, her entire body trembling and convulsing. He parted her folds and paid homage to her clit, drawing his tongue around it with the perfect amount of pressure.

Slowly, he increased the pace of his swirls and also