Free Harden My Heart (Club Release 3) Science Fiction Abduction Romance by Pixie Moon

gently across her shoulder. The urge to bite her is strong but she's not ready for that. I press her against my erection and rocked my hips until her moans fill the air.
     
    The scent of her arousal drifts around us. I happily fill my lungs with the erotic scent. As she grinds against me, my blood heats to an almost unbearable level.
     
    She is getting closer to being ready to be taken every day.

 
    CHAPTER
    9
    ~ Kinsey Lea ~
    ♥
     
     
     
    My muscles tighten under his touch.
     
    The feel of his rough hands massaging my breasts and then rolling my nipples is causing the tension in my belly to build. I’m starting to lose control. I need him to fuck me.
     
    Take me hard. My breath is coming out in harsh blasts. I rake my teeth over his shoulder. He moans and his cock pulses. I reach out and grip his hard flesh. The smooth yet firm flesh is amazing. I love the way he feels in my hand. So powerful and hungry.
     
    I moan and spread my legs wider. “Please.”
     
    My legs shift and the sound of rustling sheets followed by the chirping of birds jerks me into full consciousness.
     
    I sit up and look around. “Flipping fuck.”
     
    He’s gone. As usual. I’m starting to hate the way he heats me up and then cuddles with me until I fall asleep. Dreaming of him is something I do every night.
     
    I want to wake up with him next to me. I slam my fist onto the bed. The sheet jumps. I want to jump him damn it. My clit is hurting from need. That bastard needs to take me. He should be ashamed of himself for bringing me to the edge of climax every night and then backing off.
     
    Does he want me at all?
     
    I drop back onto the bed and groan when I smell his scent. That fucker.
     
    I don’t care how cute he is, he needs to finish what he starts. Did his smart parents teach him nothing? I’d love to have a talk with them.
     
    Digging my palms into my eyes, I groan again. “What are you doing to me?” This can’t be healthy.
     
    The sound of his masculine voice just reaches into my room. I look over at the open door and silently beg him to appear. If he would, I’d spread my legs and beg him to take me.
     
    I hear his voice again. The sound calls to me. He must be on another conference call. His boss keeps him working all the time. From the sound of his frustrated voice I think something strange must be going on at his job. I’ve heard them planning and discussing some criminals on more than one occasion.
     
    The need to see him has me getting out of bed and heading down the corridor. Din Tairin has become such an addiction that I don’t even care if I have the worst bedhead in the galaxy.
     
    I follow his voice to the kitchen. My heart pounds at the mere thought of seeing him. I step out of the corridor and see more than him. A squeak erupts from me when I realize that he’s not on a conference call. He’s talking to his twin.
     
    I whirl around and take off running toward my room. I hear a chuckle and move a bit faster.
     
    Note to self, never leave my room looking so terrible ever again.
     
    Using the bathroom, I quickly straighten up and then get dressed in my sheer uniform. I tug the end down a few times and then give up. Din Zairin has seen me already.
     
    “This type of clothing is normal to them.” I take a last look in the mirror and then head toward the kitchen again.
     
    Standing close to the wall, I watch them for a bit before getting closer. They are standing at the counter with empty glasses nearby. They are shirtless. The sight of their rippling muscles has me gaping in awe.
     
    Din Tairin shifts and I see the family mark on his broad chest. My heart aches for a family of my own. A good one like his. I look closer at the mark on his chest. The sight of a body dodging the dotted line of a weapon makes me think of how well he does dodge. The sign must be a true reflection of his family’s talent.
     
    He looks at me and smiles. The sight of his dimples makes my heart melt. Maybe I can be