Free ROMANCE: ALIEN ROMANCE: Captured by the Alien Dragon (Alpha Male Alien Abduction BBW Romance) (Bad Boy Shifter Fantasy Romance) by Natalie Frost

responded with a shrug. “My brother and sister are all successful in their careers, even though they’re not the careers my father would have chosen for them.”
     
    “And you?”
     
    “I’m happy, I guess,” she said, knowing that her tone wasn’t convincing, however.
     
    “You don’t have to lie to me,” he said placing the palm of his hand against her cheek, in the exact place her father had slapped her just a few days before. “No one could be happy being around someone that makes them feel the way your father makes you feel.”
     
    She took a deep breath. “I want to make him proud,” she admitted. “But I don’t think I ever will. I don’t think I’ll ever be good enough for him.”
     
    “What about yourself?”
     
    “I’m sorry?” she asked confused.
     
    “Are you proud of yourself?”
     
    “I suppose I am,” she said shyly. “I did well in school—really well, actually. And I do enjoy biology, although I’m not sure I enjoy working with it this way.”
     
    “Then don’t,” he said inching towards her slowly.
     
    “I don’t have another choice,” she said softly. “I need this job.”
     
    “No you don’t,” he said as he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her closer to him. “You’re very intelligent, Nicole. You could do anything you wanted to.”
     
    She felt her hands become sweaty and heart began to pound in her ears. She leaned forward removing the small space that was between them and pressed her lips to his. Once again she was filled with the almost electrifying spark of passion that she had felt the night he saved her.
     
    She lifted her hands, now shaking, and wrapped them around him. She felt his strong muscles beneath her fingertips and the warmth that seemed to float off of his body. He pulled back slowly, looking at her with an expression of longing and desire. “You’re a very special woman, Nicole. I just wish you could see yourself the way I see you.”
     
    “How do you see me?” she asked, running her fingers through his hair.
     
    “I see who you are; I see how you feel. You’re kind and genuine. You’re soft, but not weak. You’re a strong person, but you just haven’t figured that out yet.” He pulled her close again, kissing her passionately.
     
    “I don’t feel strong,” she said when they pulled apart again. “But when I’m with you, I feel different than I ever have before.” She ran her hands over his chest, tracing the outlines of his muscles. “I feel safe and confident. I may not feel strong, but I don’t feel weak—like I usually do.”
     
    “Good,” he smiled at her as he pulled her close to him again. He lay back onto the ground, pulling her down with him. She let him reach down and pull off her shirt, and when she once again found herself in his arms, the feeling of his skin pressing against her filled her with a warming sensation.
     
    He ran his hands over her body, moving them slowly up her sides, then around to her chest. The sensation of his touch filled her with a passionate longing. She let herself release all of her inhibitions—all of her fears. She gave herself to him completely, both physically and emotionally.
     
    The experience of their bodies intertwined together was unlike any she had had before. His movements were strong and sure, but delicate and caring at the same time. The connection that formed between them at that time was one she knew she would never be able to fully let go of. He had changed her; he had made her whole. It wasn’t just being with him, but knowing that he believed in her, that he saw her for who she really was—or at least for who she had always wanted to be, but was too afraid to let herself recognize before.
     
    When they pulled apart, she felt a cold sensation run over her, a shiver that ran up her spine and left her longing for his warm touch again. “How do you do it?” she asked, as she lay on the floor next to him, resting her head on his