Free Fantasy Warrior by Jaylee Davis Page B

Since she was a governor’s daughter, most of her classes had been geared to just that possibility. Get to know your enemy, gain his trust and stay alert. When it came to Kord, she could certainly do that. In fact, her body was already primed and eager to get to know him in so many ways.
    Silly alien thinks I’m his mate. How is that even possible?
    Intent on asking him, Pam tilted her face away from his chest. Kord’s lips touched hers before she could utter a sound. He kissed her tenderly at first, coaxing her mouth open by skimming the tip of his tongue across her lips. Unable to resist, she opened for him and their tongues entwined. His taste threatened to overwhelm her senses. Suddenly, nothing else mattered in that moment, only Kord and what she needed from him.
    Hungry for more, Pam yearned to deepen the kiss and reached up to grasp him behind his neck. To her delight, her arms obeyed her mind’s command this time and she tugged. In an instant, they were locked in a soul-searching kiss, not because she’d moved him lower, but because she lifted her upper body to close the distance.
    Pam melted in his arms as she yielded to his tightening embrace and let him take control. His tongue led hers on a journey of exploration and sensual delight. A low soft growl rumbled deep in his chest, and the vibration against her breasts made her nipples hardened instantly. They became so sensitive the soft cotton of her t-shirt felt like fine sandpaper. Another deep rumble came from him, setting off a wave of desire that didn’t stop until it reached the apex of her thighs. She was wet once more, drenched with the evidence of her desire, and her clit tingled, aching for attention.
    Kord broke away from the kiss and buried his face against the side of her neck. He took long, deep breaths, almost panting. Pam was in no better shape. She struggled to breathe quietly while she took back control of her body. No longer lost to Kord’s mind-bending kiss, she glanced forward and realized there were several other males on the ship. Embarrassing. How could she have let things spiral so out of control in front of a group of men? Alien men.
    Pam grabbed a handful of Kord’s long mane to cover her face. Through a gap in the strands, she took a quick peek toward the front of the ship again. The men sat in the front rows, facing forward. Thoren was the only one standing, but he faced forward as well. His massive body blocked the entrance to the pilot area. She hoped none of them had witnessed their out of control kiss.
    “Once our shuttle lands, stay close to me when we exit. Don’t leave my side unless I tell you. Do you understand?”
    At first, Kord’s voice startled her, but she nodded without lifting her face away from the curtain of privacy she’d made from his hair. At the moment, she preferred to stay hidden.
    “What if I can’t stand or walk? You drugged me, remember?”
    He chuckled. “You’re recovering fast. By the time we reach the Defiance , you’ll be able to move normally, and we’ll finish what we started.”
    “What?” Pam’s head shot up from her hiding place, and she jammed her fists against his chest to push away. He allowed her to retreat a few inches, but there was no escaping his massive arms. Instead of wasting energy, she glared at him. “We didn’t start anything,” she said, keeping her voice low. “And when we get to your ship, you can sleep in the hallway with your friends until I’m returned to my family on Earth.”
    To her dismay, a broad grin spread across his face. He looked thrilled about something, and she had a good idea it wasn’t about the possibility of him sleeping in the hallway with his buddies. What the devil had she done to make him look so happy?
    “Why are you smiling?”
    “You’re feisty, not like Tauran females. I like a challenge.”
    Huh? He looked at her as if she were the one and only chew toy left in the universe.
    At a complete loss, Pam stuttered, “Who…or what