Page 37 of Alien's Heart
“I will stop if you want.”
“Don’t you dare.” Stopping was the last thing she wanted. She’d wanted him from the moment she saw him throat-grab that guy at the transport hub. It was a violent and bloodthirsty gesture, but it left her breathless. Yeah, that said unflattering things about her, but she didn’t care. Nox was a bad guy, but he washerbad guy. She said, “You missed a spot.”
“Oh?” His hand rested on her bottom, thumb moving softly back and forth. The claw scraping against her sent a shiver through her. His tail skated along her inner thigh, traveling higher and higher until it reached the apex and brushed against her folds. “Does this spot require attention?”
“Yes. Desperately.”
He made a rumbly, approving noise and pressed the back of his hand against her pussy. She moved back against his hand, needing more. A knuckle rubbed her clit, sending little waves of delight through her. His touch seemed to be everywhere, holding her down with one hand and teasing her pussy with the other.
“I see. This requires a special tool,” he said.
“Enough teasing,” she moaned.
“I do not wish to hurt you.”
“You won’t.”
“My claws—”
Ah, right. She forgot about those, and really, she didn’t care. She might feel different tomorrow about being covered in scratches, but at the moment she needed him too badly. She said, “I don’t care. Mark me.”
The hand on the back of her neck tightened, then released. A primal noise came from behind, different from before. It was hungrier. More primal. Just more.
In one move, he rolled to his back, lifted her over him, and turned her around, settling her directly on his face.
She gasped, overcome by the sensation of his lips and tongue. His tongue was rough. She knew this from their kisses but to feel it on her, lapping and moving against her most sensitive spots was astonishing.
His fingers dug into her hips, but the pricking sensation of his claws barely registered as he worshiped her with his mouth. His lips. His tongue. That wonderfully rough texture of his tongue made her senseless. Each touch and lick were both tender and fierce, like he couldn’t get enough. He would eat her alive and Ruth wanted nothing more.
Then he purred.
It. Was. Amazing.
The vibrations went right through her, taking her right over the edge.
With a gasp, Ruth fell forward. Her hands landed on the floor on either side of his hips. His cock was just there, barely in reach, and completely tantalizing.
She stretched forward, licking the tip.
Nox growled, digging his fingers in deeper. His tail wrapped around her wrist.
She swallowed him as deeply as she could. He was more than a mouthful. She rocked back and forth, sliding her tongue up and down his length. His hips bucked, driving his member deeper down her throat.
The purr intensified. With his tongue on her clit, the vibrations rattled her soul. She moaned; the sound inelegant around his cock in her mouth. Their passions amplified each other. It was unrefined but fierce. Nox growled and purred and worshiped her like she was the greatest thing he ever experienced. She sucked and licked, running her tongue over every ridge and bump.
Rapture tightened inside her, spiraling her higher and higher until she broke. She cried out, her lips still around him, as her climax left her trembling.
Nox’s claws raked across her back a moment before his cock twitched and pulsed. That was all the warning she had before his hot and salty release flooded her mouth. She swallowed him down and licked her lips.
Breathless, she collapsed, resting her head on his thigh. He stroked her back, murmuring words she couldn’t quite hear over the howling wind. She felt his chest rise and fall, the rhythm of it steady and true.
ChapterTwelve
Ruth
At some point,Nox found a stash of mostly dust-free blankets. They made a nest in front of the fire with the blankets and a mattress carried in from a bedroom. The wind howled, growing louder as the night wore on. The house groaned and creaked but held. The roof leaked into the upstairs room, but downstairs by the fire was cozy and dry.
Nox held her tight against his side, nuzzling the top of her head until she fell asleep.
