Page 28 of Warrior Rescued

Desire!That was the scent of her desire.

He spun around as the wanton beast within roared to life, all honor and inhibitions forgotten in an instant. A hungry growl rumbled in his throat at finding Elena entirely nude, bent over, washing one delicate, shapely leg. His lips pulled back from his canines as his gaze raked over the full globes of her bare ass, to the cleft at the apex of her thighs concealing her slit. As he stalked toward her, he couldn’t decide if he wanted to bury his tongue between her thighs or sink his fangs into her luscious rear first.

Elena

Just keep it friendly and help Payim get everyone off Hell.Elena scowled in disappointment as she washed herself.

Abruptly, a large set of hands gripped her hips from behind.

“Payim,” she squeaked and grabbed the table to steady herself, surprised by his sudden reappearance while she was naked and vulnerable.

“Do not move,” he growled when she turned to look back at him.

The savage rumble screamed danger and she instantly froze, but she couldn’t help the shiver that coursed through her when Payim bent over her and buried his face in her hair, his lips finding her neck.

“I am resisting the urge to bite you.” His warm breath and lips ghosted over her skin.

Her grip on the table tightened as his tongue teased the shell of her ear then traced a path down her neck to the crook of her shoulder, while his tail coiled around her calf, the tip coaxingly caressing the inside of her knee. His lips parted and his fangs grazed her skin. Her heart sped up feeling the sharp points press against the crook of her neck so close to breaking the skin. She’d wanted Payim but she barely knew the man. As wonderful as he’d been, his people were a race of warriors, and nothing was more primal than sex.

“Payim,” she whispered, worry threading her voice.

Maybe she shouldn’t have leapt at the first and only hot-blooded man she’d seen in years.

Part snarl, part hungry, frustrated groan vibrated from Payim as he tugged his mouth away from her neck.

“Do not bite! She doesn’t know the Cadi. She doesn’t know the ways of males,” he grumbled to himself.

She thought he’d disappear again, except he didn’t. Instead, Payim dropped to his knees, bringing him closer to her height. One large hand cupped her belly and the other palmed her bare breast as he possessively tugged her back against his chest. A frisson of conflicted nervous anticipation ran through her as his thumb teased her nipple until it was a hard, painful point. Her gaze was riveted to his blood-red hand kneading her stomach, his long fingers so close to her vagina. Her belly trembled, feeling hypersensitive, almost ticklish, every time he grazed the flesh just above her mound.

“I must stop,” Payim groaned, his face lost in her hair.

She hadn’t been touched like this in so long. Had it ever felt like this? No. Nothing ever felt like this. It was all so new. She needed this feeling of connecting with someone like she needed the air she breathed.

“Please,” she entreated, gripping Payim’s large hands in a desperate attempt to keep him from leaving.

Payim released a savage snarl, his arms tightening around her in a bruising grip. Her breath burst out as the cave spun, then she suddenly found herself on the pile of blankets, Payim’s massive body hovering over her.

“I told you not to move,” he growled between clenched teeth an inch from her face, something animalistic flickering in his jet-black eyes.

She didn’t open her mouth though she was anxious to apologize to the daunting beast looming over her. He had said don’t move earlier, but she was too foolish and needy to heed the warning. She’d definitely bitten off more than she could chew. Not only had something feral and hungry taken over Payim, his rock-hard body dwarfed hers by nearly two feet and his shoulders were twice as wide. What in the absolute hell had she been thinking? She had no business playing with a man his size and strength, much less one that had a dark side. Her gaze flicked to his thick, muscular arms planted on either side, caging her beneath him, and debated making a run for it.

That would be stupid.She almost released a nervous laugh.Predators chase their prey.

Her heart pounded in her chest, absurdly excited about the perilous thought. After all the warnings her stupid body still wanted him.

I’m going to die for sure.

Payim closed his intense dark eyes, and took several calming breaths.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I’m trying to rein it in, but the scent of your desire is stripping my control,” he bit out as his turbulent dark eyes flicked open and pinned her gaze. “If you move, if you touch me, I will lose it. I’ll bite you, then spear your little delicious body with my shaft, and claim you as my mate.”

With the way his hips trapped her legs, she could feel his massive arousal through the material of his kilt. If he just slammed the beast into her, she’d split in two, and yet perversely she still wanted him in the worst way. Her lack of sense mixed with his salacious words, and her pussy clenched, spilling moisture down her thighs.

Payim’s nostrils flared as he pulled in a deep breath, and she realized he could smell her need. That’s what he’d been alluding to. His eyes rolled back as he opened his mouth, baring his fangs, his head rolling from side to side. In this moment he was more animal than man, and though she’d probably regret it, she was ready to be ravished. If she was going to go out on this godforsaken planet, it would be with a bang!

Payim quo Desero

He was barely holding onto sanity as he pinned Elena to the ground. The tempting curve of her neck, full breasts and thighs, her soft pliant skin, her trembling lips and gorgeous dark eyes, shuttered coyly by thick lashes, gazing up at him, all of it had him holding on by a thread.

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