Page 19 of Matched to the Alien King
Chapter six
Maxx
Cameradroneshadthegall to almost follow us into the honeymoon bungalow, the one on the far right. They quickly learned just how welcome they were when I slammed the door on them.
Then I did a brief sweep of the inside, just to be sure, stepping all over the rose petals scattered everywhere and ducking under the strings of twinkling lights. We were alone.
Finally.
Time to take full advantage.
The lights caught on Nera’s perfect smile, aimed directly at me, and lit her up even more. Just looking at her spun me about so much that I hardly knew which direction was up.
“You’re beautiful, Nera,” I said simply, taking a long, lingering trip down her supple body with my eyes.
“No need to butter me up.” Shaking her head, she took a step toward me. “I’m already yours, remember?”
Mine. Impossibly, exquisitely mine.
But for how long? How long until she found out what I really am?
I flexed my hands at my sides. Never. She could never find out, and I would spend every waking hour making sure she didn’t so she would remainmine.
“You are.” My hearts beat toward her, closing the distance between us before my feet did. Her nearness, her scent, the way she gazed up at me stirred everything inside me alive. I reached out and stroked her between her legs, the fabric of her dress coming away drenched. “All mine.”
She arched into my touch, her plump lips parting on a moan. “I was just kidding about you not buttering me up. I like it when you do.”
“Oh, I know. I don’t ever plan on stopping buttering you up,” I said, increasing the pressure between her thighs.
With my free hand, I speared my fingers into the back of her hair, tilted her head, and captured her mouth with mine.
The force of the kiss knocked her back hard into the closed door. If I hurt her, she didn’t show it, which was good because I couldn’t help myself. Not with her arousal soaking my fingers, the sweet scent of it drugging my mind.
While my hips ground against her and she gasped into my kisses, I freed her of the top of her dress and the little scrap of her bra and filled my hands with her perfect breasts.
Then, out of nowhere, a thought struck. An important one.
“Nera,” I groaned at the slide of her tongue over my lower lip. “I have to tell you something.”
“Nope.” She worked her hand between us and palmed my pulsing cock through my too-tight pants.
I groaned as I dove into her mouth again, my hips violently riding her strokes. “I might forget it.”
“Uh-huh. So glad we had this great talk.” Then she wrapped both her legs around my waist, causing the rest of her dress to fall to the floor and baring the rest of her.
All of her. Naked. Wanting. So,soready.
And I wondered what the fuxx I was doing with my life wasting so much time.
I quickly ridded myself of my pants and sank inside her with one thrust. No kaxxui to warm her up.
She took all of me in without complaint, and it was as though my inner beast was unleashed. I couldn’t control my need for her. Couldn’t get enough of her gasps or her moans.
This was raw and untamed just like Nera. Her breasts bounced into my face as I thrust fast and hard, and I buried my face into them to lick and suck and taste. One of my kaxxui slipped inside of her to stroke us both, and the other played and teased with her clit.
I think I might have howled.
Or maybe that was Nera, with my name tearing from her kiss-swollen lips as she came apart in my arms.
