Free Alien Fighter's Baby (Captured Science Fiction Romance) by Kat Emm Page A

She thought she’d just kiss him for a moment, then stop. But her lips kept moving irresistibly against his mouth, while he used his hand to cup the back of her head. His other hand scooted under her and he drew her tighter against his long hard body.
    Her arms would have been crushed, except she’d lifted them over his shoulders, and she felt her breasts soften into his strong chest. Jupiter, they’d gone from a tentative kiss into quick meltdown, and her thoughts kept straying back to his warm, slightly roughened hands when they’d caressed her naked bottom as he searched for that bug.
    “I’ve never really kissed before,” Bran murmured, against her heated lips.
    “You haven’t?” she whispered, finding it hard to believe.
    “Been too busy being a soldier,” he said, then traced her lips lightly with the tip of his tongue. It felt so good that she moaned lightly. “You want to try more?” he asked. She nodded, pressing against him to kiss more, but he leaned back a bit. “Let’s try our tongues.”
    She blinked as a slow heat built in her body and centered between her legs. His big tongue slid partway into her mouth and her eyes widened. The heat inside her turned up to searing.
    Bran moved his mouth against Starling’s soft lips and slowly dipped his tongue in the warm, welcoming heat. His body stiffened at the arousing pleasure, and he had to tamp down on his response. He let it simmer, but not blast away, and then laced his tongue along the delicate texture of Starling’s, feeling the smooth, wet slide. A groan rolled from his chest and he danced his tongue along hers again.
    He’d told her the truth. You didn’t kiss sex bots—you just screwed them, and they yelled and gyrated as if you were the best lay they’d ever had. So he’d never touched anything as soft and desirable as Starling’s mouth before, and he became lost in the sensations, while their tongues danced over and over. She moved against him and moaned small sounds of pleasure that sparked his desire higher.
    He learned to kiss in the semidarkness with Starling’s curvy body pressed against him, and they had to have kissed, nibbled, and tongued each other for well over an hour. Until all he wanted to do was to get into her panties. The ones she didn’t have on, his lustful mind reminded him. But he also couldn’t break the tenderness they’d built.
    Their lips broke for a moment of small, panted breaths.
    “I’ll go further if you want,” she whispered.
    His heart seized for a moment, his erection banging through the steely hardness. The shouted word “Yes” was on his lips, but the back of his brain said “No.” He shook his head slightly and wondered at the contradiction. Maybe the first was his erection and the last was his feelings.
    “Soon,” he said, regretting it the second it was out of his mouth. “You’re going to have to jump me, if you want me.”
    He loosened his embrace and untangled the covers, turning away from Starling’s completely confused look. Yeah, he was confused too. Nevertheless, he continued to roll out of the cocoon they’d made and rotated until he could slip into the driver’s seat. It was lighter in the cavern, announcing the arriving daylight hours.
    He tried to clear his tangled mind so he could get to work, but an inner devil reminded him that he’d just turned down hot sex with an incredibly sexy woman.
    He’d lost it.

Chapter Ten
    S tarling chewed on a fingernail as she stared at the ceiling in the Zach. Bran had left the vehicle a while ago, after what he said had shocked her into silence.
    Jump his body.
    He’d left after he kissed her until she was a puddle and she’d blatantly offered herself to him, then he refused the offer and told her she had to initiate it. She was awed, and she had to admit she’d thought he would jump her after the intense bout of kissing. She touched her lips where she still felt his mouth. They felt puffy and soft. All she could think about was