Page 48 of Charmed By the Alien Warrior

He holds my gaze, sincerity ingrained into every word, and in that moment, it feels like we’re connected in a way that transcends the physical. A ball of heat settles in my chest, and for a split second, it unnerves me.

But as he continues to hold my gaze, any uncertainty I feel disintegrates as if it never existed. This planet is like living life on steroids, and you have to take every bit of happiness you can get.

“You know, if we were on Earth, I’d say you’re full of shit, but I actually believe you.”

He shakes his head. “Full of excrement? I am not…”

I huff out a laugh at his confusion. “It doesn’t matter.”

I run my hands down his chest, sliding them along the thick ridges that dot the most vulnerable parts of his body. His skin feels so different than my own—thicker but still somehow as soft as suede.

Which is the perfect description for Sorrin. He’s a hardened warrior capable of battling against enemies with claws that are knife-sharp. At the same time, he’s been nothing but gentle with me.

As I move my hands lower, sweeping along the hard ridges of Sorrin’s abdomen, a shudder wracks his frame and a groan tumbles out of his mouth. The hard bar of his cock presses against my thigh, and I shift restlessly against it, moving until it’s right against my core. I can feel the heat pouring off his cock even through my jeans.

A growl rumbles through his chest, but before I can slide my hands just a little lower and find out exactly what’s underneath the loincloth that has intrigued me so much, he grasps them in one of his like a manacle.

Suddenly my world is upended as Sorrin moves, and I find myself lying flat on my back on the bench. He covers me with his hard body, his grip firm on my hands as he places them above my head, trapping them.

Wrapping my legs around his hips, I rock against him, my core pulsing with each contact.

"Mara," he growls, a warning in his voice as his grip on my hands tightens. "If you keep doing that, I won't be able to control myself."

I grin. "Who said I want you to?"

He stares at me for a moment, his eyes searching mine as if looking for any hint of doubt or uncertainty. But all he finds is the same fierce need that I see reflected in his own gaze.

Sorrin leans down, his breath hot on my neck before his tongue swipes out to tease my skin. “The nightmare isn’t the only dream I’ve had. I’ve dreamed of licking you. Everywhere.” His lips find the tender spot behind my ear making goosebumps rise on my skin. “From the tips of your strange, rounded ears to your tiny toes,” he murmurs.

I shiver as his golden gaze drops to my breasts and somehow my nipples harden even further under his gaze.

“I want to devour these delightful pink nubs on your chest.” A whimper escapes me at his words, but he’s not through. Not by a long shot. “I want to learn your body like I know the land of Laedirissae.”

His words cause a shiver of need to run through me settling in my pussy. I’m wet for him—drenched, really, with my arousal seeping out to coat the tops of my thighs.

I gasp as his mouth trails lower, licking and teasing, past my collarbone before he reaches my breasts. He pauses, hismouth hovering just above the eager nub of a nipple. His warm breath puffs over my hypersensitive skin making me squirm with anticipation.

I arch my back, offering myself up to him in my desperation to feel his mouth on my breasts.I’m so close to begging him to do whatever he wants to me. When I don't think I can stand it any longer, he finally swoops down and sucks my flesh into the warm recesses of his mouth.

The rough texture of his tongue sweeps across the bud, torturing it, and the sensation sends an electric shock through me that goes straight to my clit making me gasp aloud.

I lose myself in a fog of pleasure and desire as he relentlessly torments my breasts, moving back and forth between them, sucking and licking. When the edge of a fang grazes my sensitive flesh, I moan as sparks zing through my veins, heading straight to my throbbing clit.

Then, ever so slowly, he moves lower, his lips nipping and sucking along the way. When Sorrin finally reaches the waistband of my jeans, he pauses before fumbling with the button and zipper.

His brow is furrowed as he struggles to undo the fastening, and I can’t help but chuckle at the look of intense concentration on his face. Sorrin shoots me a look of exaggerated indignation that only makes me laugh harder.

Finally, with a growl of triumph he manages to undo the fastenings of my jeans, shoving them and my loincloth panties down in one swoop leaving me naked. It’s the first time I’ve been completely nude in front of him and I have the urge to cover myself, but I don’t.

My laughter dies quickly when Sorrin lifts his head to stare into my eyes.

They’re as heated as the strange ball of fire in my chest, and his eyes only seem to grow warmer when he growls, “I want to taste you again.” His hand moves to cup my pussy. “It is all I have thought about. I want to taste the sweet nectar of your cunt and make you scream my name.”

Oh God, I want that, too.I whimper as the rumble of his deep voice sends tingles shooting straight to my core.

“Fuck, yes.” I nod vigorously, more than ready for exactly what he’s suggesting.

The wicked grin that spreads across Sorrin’s face makes my breath catch. With a chuckle, he spreads my legs with his powerful forearms and settles between them. The warm puff of his breath lands on the sensitive flesh of my pussy, and I squirm beneath him, my breath panting in and out of me.

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