Page 61 of Charmed By the Alien Warrior

The flecks of gold in his eyes have expanded and drowned out the gray until his eyes are pools of molten gold. His jaw is clenched tightly, and he looks fierce and unwavering, just like the warrior he is. Only, now, he’s a warrior battling for me.

The tingling warmth that I’ve tried to ignore blooms in my chest, stronger and deeper this time. It surges through my bloodstream with each beat of my heart. There’s an undeniable connection between us—a tether that binds us together in a way that I can’t explain. It’s a connection I’m tired of resisting.

My mind whispers that I should guard myself just like I always have. That it’s safer to stay behind the walls I’ve spent so long building up. But one glance at Sorrin and those walls crumble to dust. I know, with a certainty that shakes me, that there’s no going back.

Because the truth is, I don’t want to.

I may not have wanted to acknowledge it before, but now, it’s so obvious I can’t deny it any longer. I’ve fallen in love with him.

And not just with Sorrin the warrior or the alien, but with the man beneath it all. His strength, his tenderness, his loyalty, his goofy smile and his terrible jokes that make me laugh despite how hard I try not to.

I want him. I want Sorrin with a certainty that is rooted deeper inside me than the fear that used to cripple me. I want this bond, this pull that is between us, more than I could haveever imagined. I want to protect his hearts as fiercely as he protects mine.

I want to be his amoris.

Gently reaching out, I place my hand against his chest, and I feel the strong, reassuring beat of both of his hearts beneath my touch. And in this moment, the choice is as clear as it is simple.

“I choose you, Sorrin,” I murmur. “I choose to live my life right beside you. I love you.”

The grin that breaks over his face is sudden and unrestrained, and it steals my breath away. His eyes shine with joy and fierce adoration as he leans in, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that quickly deepens. Sorrin’s tongue swoops in plundering my mouth and igniting a bonfire of desire that feels like it could burn us both to ash.

Between each press of his lips, he murmurs, “I love you.” Over and over, like a chant, each time more insistent, as if he’s trying to etch the words into my soul.

His words weave through my heart, drawing us closer, until I feel like there’s no beginning or end to where he and I exist. The world fades away until there is nothing but this. Just the two of us in this cave.

Sorrin’s arms wrap around me, pulling me close until I’m straddling him. I can feel the hard length of his erection against my stomach, and I moan into his mouth as I feel the slickness of arousal pooling between my thighs.

He wrenches his mouth away from mine with a groan, his breath coming in hard pants as his lips trail over my jaw and down my neck. The tips of his fangs coast along my skin, sending a shiver through me.

Sorrin’s rough hands roam over my body, tracing the curves of my hips, the dip of my waist, and the swell of my breasts before they ghost over the hard beads of my nipples. Each touch leaves a trail of heat behind, and I arch against him, desperate for more.

“Sorrin, I need you,” I whisper, my voice ragged with the need that is shooting through my veins.

I don’t have to ask twice.

The next thing I know I’m flat on my back and Sorrin’s hands are at the hem of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head in one smooth motion. He must have paid attention because in no time, he has my bra and jeans off and I’m left wearing nothing but loincloth panties.

His eyes blaze with hunger as they rake over me. The heat of his gaze is almost like a physical touch as it moves over my body, sending tendrils of desire shooting through me and leaving my skin feeling like it’s on fire. I clench my legs together, trying to ease the ache at my core, but it’s no use. I need him. I need Sorrin filling me up with his cock and pounding into me.

He leans over me, his nostrils flaring wide as he takes a deep breath before he grips my ankles. His hands slowly slide up my legs, as if he has all the time in the world.

I whimper in frustration at his slow pace, my hips lifting off the ground. Sorrin’s grin is teasing, and I suspect he knows exactly what he’s doing to me.

He continues his slow torture as his hands slide up my thighs, his thumbs tracing circles on my skin. My panties are soaked, and I can feel my arousal dripping down to coat my inner thighs.

“Look at you,” he growls. “So wet for me, my amoris. You smell sarding delicious.” He takes a deep breath and I watch as his nostrils flare wide, his eyes sliding closed on a groan as if he’s savoring my scent. Just that sight alone nearly makes me come.

Holy shit. Hereallycan smell me.

That thought should make me embarrassed, but it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. And I don’t know how much longer I can hold on if he doesn’t touch me exactly where I need to be touched.

Finally, his hands reach the apex of my thighs, and he quickly tugs at the ties of my underwear. In the blink of an eye, he takes them off and tosses them over his shoulder. I’m completely exposed to him now, and I can feel the cool air of the cave against my heated flesh.

Sorrin’s gaze is locked onto my pussy, and the hunger in his eyes is enough to make me squirm. “You’re so beautiful. I need to taste you.” His voice is a ragged growl that shoots straight to my clit.

He nearly dives onto my pussy, his mouth latching onto my clit before I can even take a breath. It’s clear he’s through with teasing and slow seduction, and so am I.

I cry out as pleasurable zings course through me starting at my clit and moving straight to my chest and the ball of fire that is growing with each beat of my heart. Sorrin sucks my clit between his lips, his tongue swirling against it. He groans against me, and the vibrations against my sensitive flesh only serve to drive me higher.

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