Free Wrong Alien (TerraMates Book 6) by Lisa Lace

anything.
    "Why?"
    "It's morelia," he sighed, dropping his eyes. "Porter wanted me to give some of it to you, but I refused. Morelia has a peculiar effect on women."
    I waited.
    Jesse looked uncomfortable. "It makes them want to lie with a man."
    "That was not what I was expecting you to say," I said.
    "Men sometimes use it in awful ways. It's illegal, but Porter thought it would make it easier for us this evening."
    That reminded me that I was a woman, and I had needs.
    "I can't undrink it, and I want some more, so could you hand it over?" I made a quick grab and snatched it out of his hand, running to the other side of the room as I uncapped it. I had it on my lips and swallowed the last of it before he knew what was happening.
    "What are you doing?" he groaned, coming over to me. By then it was too late. He took the empty bottle out of my fingers as I began to feel the effects of the entire dose.
    "Whoa," I said, swaying towards him. "You are fucking handsome, you alien man."
    He rolled his eyes. I smiled broadly and pulled my hood back from my head. My long brown hair came tumbling down after I removed the pins. I began to unbutton my clothes but my fingers fumbled immediately.
    Jesse shook his head and started to undress me quickly and efficiently. Soon I was only wearing my shift. The nipples on my large, round breasts stood out against the sheer, nearly transparent fabric. I thought I might start to drip if I got any wetter. Jesse needed to get inside me.
    "You need to know everything about the morelia," he said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. The gesture was sweet and made me suck in my breath, causing me to inhale his scent. Jesse was still standing close beside me. His aroma increased the amount of pheromones I had in my system and made me even more horny.
    We hadn't even touched yet.
    "I don't care," I said. I managed to get one of his buttons undone. It was bigger than mine, and I was determined. I certainly hadn't been capable of undoing the tiny buttons on my dress. I worked away on the second one. There were only four total and then I would be able to touch his chest. I longed to get my hands on him — everywhere.
    "I'm going to tell you," he said, letting me have my way with the buttons. He began a lecture as if we were in a school room. "Morelia is an addictive substance that creates an effect similar to becoming drunk. For instance, poor motor control." He looked at me pointedly. I ignored him, intent on unclasping the button and getting him naked. He droned on.
    "It also makes the woman who ingests it want to mate with any man that she encounters."
    "Any man?" I said, slightly appalled.
    "Any man. That's why we banned it. She experiences an increased libido the more she drinks."
    "Amen to that," I said, rubbing my sticky thighs together and exclaiming in satisfaction as I got another button undone.
    "Also..." he hesitated again. The tone of his voice made me look up.
    "You're not embarrassed, are you? I'm sure you've had women who were on morelia before," I said.
    "Of course I have." I must have seemed surprised because he hastily added. "I never gave it to them."
    "What do you mean?" I asked, cursing under my breath at the difficulty of getting the third button undone.
    "Women will often take it themselves."
    "What?" I said, giving a push. The third button popped out of its buttonhole. "Why would any woman in her right mind do that?"
    "It assures the woman's orgasm. And..."
    "There's more? In my book, anything that will guarantee the female orgasm in my book is the nectar of the fucking gods."
    Although he had been offended before, now he seemed amused by my swearing.
    "Not only does it assure her orgasm, but in my experience, it is an ecstatic one."
    He hesitated. "And what? There's more? It can't be that bad."
    "It's not bad. The women I've been with seem to like it well enough. The orgasm is strongest during penetration. The women are usually pretty loud, too."
    I stopped work on the fourth