Page 68 of The Alien Warrior's Heart

“Si-Moon,” Zar tenderly rubbed her back, “you do not have to speak of it now.”

She nodded.

Zar pushed her back a little and stared at her. His purple eyes were so intense that she felt his gaze caress her soul. A shudder worked its way over her body, and she wondered if he would mate with her again.

But he didn’t.

He simply held her. An alien so fierce shouldn’t be capable of an emotion that was so tender. And yet, as Zar’s fingers took her wrist and slipped her right arm out of her tunic, she saw the tenderness increase until it swept through her mind.

Zar slipped her other arm out of her tunic. Gently, almost like she was a baby, Zar pulled her tunic over her head. She stood naked in the bathroom, staring at him. The warmth of his body encompassed her and made tingles slide up her spine.

He would take her now.

Surely.

But he didn’t.

Zar led her to the shower stall and pressed a button. A strange puff of air blew from the nozzle. It wasn’t water and yet the air felt heavy as it landed on her skin.

Zar took one of Sara’s shampoos and handed it to her.

She accepted it. “You want me to…”

“Tell me how to use it.”

“What?” She stared at him in shock.

“What do you use this concoction for?”

“Um,” Simone chewed on her bottom lip, “I think it’s for your hair.”

He took the bottle back from her and started to pour a dollop in his hand.

Simone grabbed his wrist and stopped him. “I need to take my hair out of these cornrows so I can wash it.”

Strangely, the air-mist of the alien shower made her feel clean and fresh. She wanted the same thing for her hair. Anything to run from these powerful feelings Zar was stirring in her.

He nodded, staying back.

Simone almost wished he’d just throw her against the bathroom wall and fill her until she screamed. At least then, she could focus on the pleasure pumping through her veins and the burn of his beautiful body stretching hers.

Instead, he was treating her like a princess. She didn’t know what to do with herself as Zar gently scrubbed her skin and hair with Sara’s sweet-smelling wash.

After another puff of the cleansing shower, Zar led her out of the stall to a chair in the corner of the bathroom. He sat on top of it and set a cushion on the ground. “Sit.”

“Why?”

Zar just leveled her another dark look.

Simone gulped and sat between his legs. Again, the moment was so intimate. She was naked and wet, ready for more sexy encounters with the alien. And yet he was showing so much restraint. What was he trying to say to her? What was he trying to do to her?

“Zar…” She saw his excitement growing in his pants, but he did nothing to act upon it.

Simone wondered if she should crawl around and start something. If she told him to take off his pants and showed him just how skilledshewas with her mouth, would that satisfy her? Would that fill up the hole in her chest that his tenderness had exposed like an open wound?

Simone climbed to her knees and leaned forward.

Zar stared at her. “Try to seduce me, my heras, and I will be distracted.”

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