Page 62 of The Alien Warrior's Vow

She was in a hot alien prison.

“Fine.” Annoyance sizzled in her voice and charged through her chest. So much for keeping a handle on her emotions.

After their big, romantic moment, she thought everything would be rainbows and skips over alien beaches. Now that she and Lans had an understanding, everything would work itself out. Surely, they wouldn’t fight as much now that they’d admitted to feeling something more.

Nope.

Her feelings for Lans didn’t change the fact that he wasthemost annoying alien she had ever met in her entire life.

Emma glared down at him. “Fine. You want to cuddle, big guy? Let’s cuddle.” She crawled on top of him and squeezed him tight. “Hm? You like that?” She pressed her lips to his, kissing him roughly. “Hm? You want some of that?” She dug her nails into his shoulders and thrust her hips. “I should—”

Suddenly, Lans’s eyes burst open. She yelped and tried to spring back, but he had a firm hold on her waist.

“You would what?” Lans asked in a deep voice.

Emma gasped. “You were up this entire time?”

His lips twitched.

“And you didn’t say anything?” She glared at him.

“Iwasresting, but I felt you touching me.”

Her eyes fell away from his.Can the ground just swallow me up now please!

Lans gently trapped her chin in his grip and lifted her head to face him. “Plutonians are light sleepers, but they are especially so around their mates.”

“Why are you calling me your mate? It’s not like we’ve done anything yet.”

“You are my mate in here.” He tapped his chest. “Do you think two become one when their bodies join? Neh. The commitment they make to one another should happen long before the coupling.” Moving faster than his huge size should allow, Lans rolled her over and pinned her hands above her head. “I am committed to you, Eema of earth. And I have waited long enough.”

“W-what do you mean?” Her heart thudded.

“Intera-won.” He spoke in a guttural rumble that made her body sizzle with desire. Lans stared deeply into her eyes. “I will show you what that means this night.”

Nineteen

Lans

Eema’s seductionhad not gone unnoticed. He had been tightening in his pants from the moment she slid her fingers through his hair and rubbed his scalp. Lans was especially sensitive there and it had taken all his strength not to jump on her right then.

He had held back for one reason.

Lans wanted to know what Eema would do to him if she thought he would not notice.

The game amused him greatly. To escape his arms, she tried to play coy and sweet for only a short while before her true ferocity leaped out of her.

That was the Eema he knew.

Fierce.

Sharp.

Heated.

And, when she revealed this side of her, he could not stay still any longer.

Neh.

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