Page 24 of Secretly Mated To My Monster Alien Boss
Beautiful.
Gorgeous.
Amazing.
But it wasn’t enough.
With slow movements, Deryg pulled the fabric away. When his skin touched her heated flesh, he almost fell to his knees.
Nines, that wasn’t a bad idea.
Before Kiara could even blink, Deryg kneeled before her. His face was right at the height of the desk. He was looking directly under her dress and his mouth watered.
Kiara looked down at him, shock in her eyes. “What–”
“I know we both have to leave and we only have a few more minutes left,” he said, looking up at her. “But I want you to enjoyevery second. I promise I will make it worth it. And a promise made is a promise kept.”
Before she could reply, Deryg hiked the dress up to her waist, pulled the fabric away from her center, and buried his face between her legs.
It was a good thing the music had started in the atrium, because Kiara’s moan was otherworldly. Her hips flexed against his head, legs tightening around him.
Deryg had never felt more alive. The sweet scent of her engulfed him, searing his senses. He wanted to bathe in it, have it covering him from horns to heels, so that he would always sense her around him.
His palms gripped her legs, to keep them open enough so he could make good on his promise. And that he did. His tongue darted out, exploring every inch he could reach.
After theirda-te, he would take his time with her. Savor every undulation of her body against his, every drop of her coating his tongue.
But right now, he wanted to make her cum like she never had before.
His lips circled the small nub at the crest of her flesh. When Kiara’s whimpers turned more intense, he sucked on it.
“Oh my God, you’re amazing,” she mumbled, leaning back against the desk. Her small palms gripped his horns, pulling his face even deeper.
“You taste amazing.” To emphasize, he licked one clean line against her. “And you smell amazing.”
Deryg had searched two entire planets to find happiness, when all he had to do was fall to his knees in front of Kiara. Curious how the Nines worked.
But he wanted more.
As his tongue delved inside her, Kiara’s back arched against the desk. “Yes! Like that. Do it again.”
He did more than that. He swirled his narrow tongue inside her, going as deep as his Deruzian biology allowed. With each swipe of his tongue, Kiara thrashed more on the desk. She might just shove the Xirian calendar off it by herself if she kept it up.
And Deryg wasn’t complaining. Looking up, he continued to taste her with renewed fervor. He could already feel the first tremors coursing through her body. Her leg muscles tightened. Her lips parted and her eyes squeezed shut.
“That’s it. Lose yourself with me,” he whispered. Or maybe growled. He was too invested in every twitch of her brow to notice anything else around them. “I want to make you feel good.”
“You are. You so are–oh my God,” she whimpered, the words jumbled and incoherent. “Like that, yes!”
Deryg sucked her nub into his mouth again. Her entire body tensed deliciously underneath his lips, before it began to quake.
Wave after wave of shivers coursed through Kiara. Her hips flew off the desk, desperately following his lips. Deryg lapped every last drop of her, groaning against her, lost inher.
He didn’t know what the rest of the night would bring, but one thing he was certain of–he wanted to experience this with her again. And again. And again.
When she finally slumped against the desk, a happy, spent smile on her face, Deryg finally stopped sucking her skin with a loud pop and licked his lips. Delicious.
“I kept my promise,” he said.
