Venomous: Erotic Science Fiction Romance (Alien Warrior Book 1)
and it was why I’d felt safe enough to give up the fight assuming he’d protect me afterward, confident when he was done, he wouldn’t snap me in two.
    Why make that assumption if I didn’t feel a measure of safety?
    I decided my unbidden desire was tied into his offer of protection.
    He was big and strong.
    Scars patterned his flesh as a testimony to this.
    He wanted me.
    That a being so powerful coveted me, even if it just was my ‘hot wet’ that drew him was a primal attractant that went beyond the civilised mores of seeking permission.
    Longing to physically connect with another being for comfort wasn’t impossible to imagine in my situation.
    A gruff rumble from Venomous’ throat captured my attention.
    Dry lips nuzzled the hand clenching his shoulder. “Mine strange female.” He pushed on my hip. “Turn.”
    “No, take me this way.”
    Studying my mulish expression in consternation, he then peered down the length of our bodies.
    He jerkily shifted over me.
    “Be still,” he rumbled. “I no kill.”
    “How polite of you, Venom.”
    He froze. “Am He, Venomous One.”
    “And I don’t want this , but we all have to make sacrifices.” Tamping down the inner bitch, I softened my tone seeing my sarcasm served nothing more than to confuse him. “I know who you are.”
    He stared stonily. “Your Rä’Vek.”
    I swallowed then gave him what he wanted. “My Rä’Vek .”
    “Yesss.”
    Satisfied I wouldn’t wriggle away, he grabbed my outer thighs and pulled them apart.
    “Must no move,” he murmured sliding his hips between my legs.
    I made a strangled noise at the back of my throat when he pushed forward.
    “ Great Serpent . Hot. Wet . ”
    A hectic flush of cold raised goosebumps as I gripped his shoulders and gritted my teeth.
    Black eyes narrowed with passion and locked unerringly on mine.
    We shared a beat of silence.
    Angular face feral, his skin pulled taut over sharp cheekbones.
    Square jaw clamped shut, he breathed out in a heavy gust through his blunted nose.
    Shoving forward another inch he was fully inside.
    His lips parted on a whoosh of air.
    I didn’t even blink at his pointed teeth or the curved fangs his studded tongue flickered between.
    As Venomous retreated fully to thrust, his expression underwent a dramatic change and he started seizing and hissing as he drove home.
    Blinking, I gasped as yet again I felt him coming.
    Strong, hot bursts were accentuated by the frantic grind of his hips and dying plunge of his cock.
    He slumped, covering me with his warmth.
    That wasn’t so bad.
    Shocked it was over so fast, my hands inched up his sides.
    He could control his ejaculations.
    Meaning he’d held out before to ensure I reached ‘female harmony’ as he called it?
    Ignoring the keeled scales beneath my fingertips, I shoved aside the strange thoughts and feelings threatening my sanity because it was insane to think even the slightest element of the traumatising encounter of before was for my benefit.
    I luxuriated in the simple connection with another living being, not caring there was no love behind it.
    A renegade tear broke rank and streaked down my temple.
    “Bound as one, mine Lumen, for good or ill.” Lifting up, he gripped my chin when I twisted my face away. “You leak.”
    I hummed an affirmative and swiped my face dry.
    His chin touched his chest in a move I now understood conveyed puzzlement. “Mine body no leaking.” His fingers brushed over moisture clinging to my lashes. He brought a droplet to his mouth. Tasted it. “Make healing?”
    “No,” I replied tersely not feeling chatty.
    “I try no fail bring harmony next time. Spilt seed quickly for good feelings.” He offered a sheepish look that turned into one of angst. “Many moontides no losing control.”
    I gathered Rä didn’t thrust in and out while having sex, but stayed seated, grinding against each other.
    Maybe it was more the pressure on his cock rather than the movement that felt good?
    He seemed

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