Page 13 of My New and Improved Alien Lovers

Am I breathing too fast? “I’m sorry?”

He steps closer again with a smirk, trailing the slightly damp fingers along my exposed inner thigh. They don’t catch at my skin; they glide over smoothly and that makes me realize what he’s asking. “Did you seriously just clip those for the express purpose of being able to finger me?”

“Wouldn’t do for me to tear you apart inside, now, would it?”

My jaw drops, and yes…my knees widen apart. Fuck. Definitely breathing too fast. “That’s…forward.”

He grabs me by the jaw and shoves his mouth at me, masterfully manipulating my mouth to work with his as he lays claim to it. His odd split tongue goes in two directions inside my mouth, teasing all over my soft palate and making me sag into him.

It’s not until I’m slumped against the wall behind me that he slows off and pulls away a few inches, his hand still holding my jaw firmly but gently. “We are mated. You said you wanted to be in this, to give it a try. Did you change your mind?”

“Well no, but…I guess I thought we might move…”

“Slower?” He laughs softly and shakes his head. “We’re not humans. We’re desperate for you to morph for us. Desperate for you. If you are not ready for this, that is fine. We can slow down for you.”

Why am I pumping the breaks? Am I not exasperatingly turned on right now in front of a male that is, for all intents and purposes, my husband? I don’t actually have any objections, I’m just not familiar with how they do things here, I guess.

“When you and Kass walked in, I felt relief. Explain that. Why did I feel that?” I rest my head against his chest, breathing in his sweet citrusy skin.

Adeema is unbelievably tender as he strokes the back of my head, wrapping an arm around my back and holding me. “Itmeans you missed us. Don’t overthink it. We are new to you, but that does not mean you can’t be feeling things. Do you? Feel things?”

I brush a much softer kiss against the warm, bare skin beneath his shoulder, addicted to the way it feels against me. “Has it even been a day? I can say I feel content right now, optimistic even.”

“Then maybe we should talk less and touch more. Release those endorphins your precious body makes so you can continue to feel happy. Come, my mate, let me care for you.”

He pulls me into the shower stall and presses buttons, which I try to follow, but his fingers move too quickly for me to make sense of. I’ll puzzle it out later.

It’s a shower in the loosest interpretation of the word. There’s no blatant showerhead dispensing a too rough or too soft flow of water; instead, perfectly hot water seems to dance through the air upon his command, swirling around my body and making me shutter my eyes closed and tip my head back in absolute pleasure.

The water droplets move around my skin, coating it and keeping my body at an even temperature, managing to make every part of my body feel heightened and incredible.

“The way your face looks right now makes me want to explore you.”

He spins me and begins to wash my hair with something that smells peppery, using his newly shorn fingers to massage my head and draw moans from me.

“This is so much better than a one-night stand.”

Up until this point I had been too distracted by the idea of a shower that I somehow overlooked the most obvious thing in the room, literally. Adeema is completely naked and when hischest presses against my back, it becomes glaringly obvious that I made a major misstep in not examining him the moment I was able to.

The happy shower water follows me as I spin and sink to my knees, the floor instantly softening under me to be more comfortable, but I can’t spare another thought for anything other than the giant…gold…shiny…dick in front of me.

Completely at odds with the rest of his skin, it’s metallic in spite of how deep and purple his body is, shining like a beacon from all my fantasies.

“Okay yeah, if I had a dick like that, I’d probably create a whole culture around it, too. The breakfast makes a lot more sense now.”

He laughs again, sending shivers down my spine. “My mate is happy by this?”

His hand lifts and runs up and down the very solid length of him, drawing a groan out of both of us.

“Happy…happy is a word I might go with. It’s quite different than what I’m used to…”

“It dances, too. Far superior to the human males.”

My eyes widen in shock, but it’s not long before he’s laughing at my expression, and it’s at that point that I understand he’s likely referencing my less than stellar ‘audition’ to be their mate. “I’m never going to live that down, am I?” As much as I want to keep staring at the giant gold snake between his legs, my embarrassment forces me back to my feet so I can turn my face from him and begin to bathe.

“Hair conditioner here,” he says, pointing to a button dispenser on the wall. “I think I understand those words…you regret your behavior when we met?”

His hands begin to massage the conditioner into my hair, letting me forget about my problems for a moment. “I’ve done lots of stupid things in my life. Luckily, this particular one led to something very much not so stupid. Don’t know if I buy into the whole ‘you couldn’t have picked up somebody else’ schtick, but…I don’t regret where I am right now.”

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