Page 84 of The Alien Warrior's Vow

It turned her knees to jelly. “Please.”

She didn’t know what she was begging him for.

For more?

For him to stop and walk away before she fell any deeper?

For him to tear her apart and piece her back together so he could do it again?

“I will show you, Eema.” He took one of her arms and pinned it on the wall. The rough cavern scraped against her flesh, sending goosebumps sprinting up her skin. “That I would vanquish the moon if it dared to harm you.” He took her other arm and planted that one on the wall too. A flash of heat slid through her body as she waited for more. “That I would fall on my own dagger if it meant keeping you safe.”

His deep, guttural voice had her more wound up than a plush toy.

She was throbbing everywhere.

Every vein.

Every muscle.

On fire.

Too impatient to let him tease her with his breath and his snarling words, Emma lifted one leg and wrapped it around his waist, jerking the alien flat on top of her. With her leg in the air, the tunic lifted and pushed up around her thighs, exposing her creamy white skin and knitted underwear.

She felt a flash of guilt for ruining the pretty panties so soon after receiving them, but that feeling fled when Lans stared at her exposed skin. His eyes were more black than purple. He looked like an animal. Like a beast.

Her heart pattered loudly as the alien growled and dragged a hand down her side. He captured both her hips and flipped her around, so her face was pressed into the wall. Roughly, he dragged her tunic up to her waist, not bothering to undress her, only caring to bare enough of her.

She felt a cool wind on her backside and knew that he was staring at her exposed cheeks. Seeking his heat, she pushed out her rear and they both hissed when her body made contact with his pants.

Lans stepped right up against her, his chest brushing her back and his hands cupping her chest through her top, soothing circles around her sensitive skin until her chest was hard enough to drill into the wall. “I would conquer this planet to lay it at your feet, but I will not—neh, I willneverlet you out of my arms. No matter what I have to sacrifice or who I have to turn my back on.” His tongue dipped to her skin. Slid over the sweat on her neck. Swirled close to her ear.

She exploded.

Without warning. Without preparation.

Her body convulsed, clenched and released.

And he hadn’t even invaded her yet.

But he would.

He did.

Right there in the middle of her body’s violent shudders.

She felt him push into her and her mind almost tipped into infinity. Her fingers clawed at the wall and, when she could not make purchase, Emma pushed her hands behind her back and grabbed ahold of her mate’s waist.

His blue skin felt hot to the touch. Rough. Muscular.

She found his rhythm and pumped with him, taking more than she could handle and screaming from the pleasure that rushed through her veins. Her moans bounced off the wall and mingled with Lans’s hard grunts.

His heat punished her.

His scent overwhelmed her.

His touch.

His lips.

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