Page 64 of Secretly Mated To My Monster Alien Boss
Kiara moaned in reply, deepening the kiss. Deryg’s hands grew bolder, traveling lower down her robe, leaving a trail of goosebumps on her back.
Then his lips began to explore. First, with kisses down her jaw, then down her neck, finding that one spot behind her earthat made her toes curl. Kiara grasped his left horn, keeping head in the junction of her shoulder and neck. She felt the barest hint of his fangs as he sucked on her earlobe. Tingles of pleasure erupted all around her, pooling between her thighs.
Once her robe slipped off her shoulders in a cascade of silk, their touches turned urgent. Deryg licked a fiery trail down her chest, only stopping once he reached her breasts. His palm kneaded one, while his tongue and lips did wicked, wonderful things to the other, twirling around her nipple until Kiara closed her eyes and arched her back.
“You have a very talented tongue,” she said. She thought she only said it in her mind, but when Deryg chuckled, her eyes popped open as she squeaked. “I said that out loud, didn’t I?”
“I love compliments.” He gave her a soft peck on the lips. “Especially when they come from you.”
Kiara watched in amazement as Deryg slid down her body again, his full attention back on her breasts. The soft wrinkle between his brows, lost in concentration. The soft tilt of the corners of his mouth, a ghost of a smile. The way he kept his eyelids closed as he savored her. The soft growls in the back of his throat. The peeks she got of his fangs, that looked so dangerous, even as he was so gentle.
Kiara didn’t understand how such a powerful being could be so tender, but she was one lucky girl to be the sole object of his attention and devotion.
A swirl of desire rose deep inside her. Deryg’s grip on her tightened. They turned into a knot of hectic movements and fiery licks, lost in moans and groans.
Before she knew it, Kiara was completely nude, the robe discarded somewhere on the floor next to the couch. She sat on top of Deryg, in his lap, as his fingers drew small circles around her navel, going lower. Her hips were already swaying slowly,the friction maddening. Only his pants, in the same silky fabric as her robe, was between them.
And she could feeleverythingthrough them.
Good God, did he have ridges on his dick? Her mouth watered at the thought.
Only one way to find out.
Slowly, her uninjured hand delved between them. Kiara cupped him through his pants, reveling at the feel of him. And, yes, those weredefinitelyridges. Thick and perfectly circular and amazing.
Deryg hissed through his teeth, fangs on full display. “Nines, I’ve been waiting so long for that.”
Honestly, Kiara had as well–she just hadn’t realized it. Being around Deryg brought a certainty she’d never known she was missing. An unnamed absence she hadn’t known had needed to be filled.
Kiara wanted Deryg to fill her in every delicious way possible.
As she stroked him, Deryg’s fingers found her center. A soft growl vibrated from his chest. “Nines, you’re so wet.”
“For you,” she groaned. “Only you, Deryg.”
His name turned into a moan as Deryg’s fingers plunged inside her. God, he felt so good. Not to be outdone, Kiara’s own palm slid underneath his pants, cupping him fully.
Shit, he was big. Huge. And she was so tiny.
Her muscles tensed around his fingers as the thought of having him inside her fully. The sway of her hips turned more desperate, as Deryg pumped his fingers in and out of her, a depraved sound echoing around them.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, licking a straight line from between her breasts up to the top of her chin. “Amazing. Lovely.Mine.”
“Yes, yours,” she moaned, all logic lost. “Make me yours.”
Before she could finish speaking the words, Deryg had already rolled them around on the couch, so Kiara lay down. His powerful, wonderful body was on top of hers. He ripped the pants clean off, silver eyes now dark with desire.
His weight on top of her was exquisite. She felt safe, protected, and so insanely aroused. But instead of delving deep inside her, Deryg stilled.
He looked deep into her eyes as he said, “Are you sure? We’ve had an eventful night. We can wait. Now that we have found each other, we have eternity together.”
There he went again, making her feel cherished and valued. How could her heart not melt when he said things like that?
She caressed his cheek with the back of her fingers.
“I’m sure.” She didn’t have a doubt, but if shehad, him wanting to take things slow, at her pace, would have obliterated it. “We survived tonight and found our way back to each other. That’s what’s important and that’s what we need to celebrate. Being alive. Being together.”
“Forever.” He sagged against her, arms tightening around her in a loving embrace. They didn’t need words now–they needed to feel.
