Free Alien Heart by Lily Marie Page B

on sex in the shower, since she wanted to actually shower. Now all she wanted was him inside her. But he was taking her at her word, and driving her crazy in the process.
    “Kiele—ˮ She moaned his name against his lips, rubbing up and down his throbbing length.
    “Hmm?” She would have thought he was completely unaffected, except for the fact that he was hard as a rock, and his hands shook against her back.
    She freed her lips, gasping for breath. “Want you—now.”
    “You insisted—ˮ
    “Yeah—I changed my mind.”
    “Thank the stars.”
    Before she had time to take a breath he pinned her to the wall of the shower and pressed himself inside her, inch by thick, hot inch, until he filled her to the hilt.
    She fought the scream in her throat and rocked against him, her hands sliding over his cool, slick skin. He pulled out and filled her again, using the wall to thrust deeper, moving slow at first. That didn’t last long.
    She held on to him as he pounded into her, every fast, deep stroke pushing her closer to the edge. His lips found her throat, licking and kissing his way up to the sensitive spot behind her ear. She let out a raw scream and arched against him, her body clamping around him as the orgasm took her over.
    He followed right after her, his breathing harsh as he spilled himself inside her, so hot as he touched her core with his final thrusts. She climaxed again, her fingers digging into his back as she rode it out, not surprised this time when he joined her, his second release more explosive than the first.
    Finally, he lowered his head to her shoulder, his body shaking, his cock still buried deep inside her, twitching as he came down.
    “Anji,” he whispered. “I love you, my heart. You are my world now.”
    “Kiele.” She slid one hand in his hair. “I never expected—God, I never thought I’d find a man like you.”
    He lifted his head. “What kind of man were you looking for?”
    She blinked, surprised by his question. But he looked genuinely interested in her answer. “Smart, funny, gentle, strong. A good man, who treated other people with respect.” She traced the scales at his hairline and he shivered. “You are all that, and more.”
    “Even though I am not of your planet.”
    “The more I’m with you, the less alien you become. Except for the sex.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “That is out of this world.”
    His laughter vibrated through her, and they both moaned as he grew hard, filling her again.
    “No woman has affected me as you do, Anji.” He pulled out, then slid into her, slow, deep, touching her core. His hand slid between them, his fingers rubbing her clit as he stroked her. She arched against him, heat shooting through her. “You touch me so deeply, with your joy, your kindness, your acceptance. Do not leave me—ˮ
    “Never,” she gasped, already at the edge again. “I love you, Kiele Suun.”
    “I love you, Anji Pearce Suun.”
    He kissed her, his tongue sliding over hers, hot and fast, as he drove them both over the edge.

Seven
     
    Kiele held tightly to Anji’s hand as they walked through the city on the edge of the infamous spa. He had never been to Taurean; the rumors of decadence and public sexual displays kept him away. His men had never professed a desire to visit, and he hoped now they would not develop a taste for the offerings of this place.
    He did have to admit, the city itself was lovely. Plants filled every possible niche, lush and green against the curving white walls of the buildings. Consisting mainly of shops and eating places that catered to the tourists, he thought he might be able to find one that was acceptable, to celebrate their joining. He did know, after a bit of research, that there was a laser tattoo center here. Anji had been hesitant, but he wanted so much to mark her, and wear her mark, as a visible representation of their joining.
    Perhaps if he agreed to her human tradition of the wearing of rings, she might agree to—
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