Page 31 of Stolen By Her Alien Mate

He rocks his pelvis into me and I nearly come. This man is like sex incarnate. Why does he want me?

“Joey, I want you,” he says, his voice raw and full of emotion. His mouth is doing wicked things to my neck and ear. Licking and biting and sucking, oh my!

The honest truth is I want him, too. I haven’t had sex in a really long time. And I’ve never had really good sex. I have no doubt at all that sex with Kael would be mind-blowing. God, I really want to say yes. But I don’t know him and there’s still much about him that seems crazy.

All that said, being with him right now I feel absolutely no fear or apprehension. He could have taken me. He’s strong enough to overpower me and put me in his car and take off. But he hasn’t done that. And he’s not pressuring me for the sex. Just seducing the hell out of me.

“Let me make you come.”

My eyes fly open. “What?”

“Right now. Let me make you come. You’re making me insane, and I’ve got to taste you.”

“Say what now?”

He reaches between us and runs a finger up my seam, and I nearly cry out. I’m embarrassingly wet.

“Your undergarment is soaked. I can tell how you ache. I can ease that for you. Let me taste you, Joey.”

Slowly he lowers me, and my cheap Wal-Mart sneakers hit the floor again. Then Kael is on his knees in front of me. “Open your legs for me, my sweet Minka.”

He leans forward and rubs his nose against me, hitching one leg over his shoulder. “You smell delicious.”

Holy fuck. This guy is going to legit kill me. He pulls my panties to the side and then his mouth is on me. There’s no subtly to this guy. He just goes for it, eating me without qualms. Tongue, lips and a little teeth and I’m already teetering on the edge. I thread my fingers through his hair and hold on, leaning my head back against the wall and closing my eyes.

He’s groaning and growling while his mouth is on me as if he truly can’t get enough of me. It’s such a fucking turn on, I’m so close. I’ve never come this quickly. Then again, I’ve never had anyone this skilled touch me. He slides two fingers inside me, curling them forward and he rubs, hitting that elusive spot that drives me crazy. I have a vibrator that can reach my g-spot, but I’ve never had a partner find it.

He sucks my clit into his mouth and that’s it. I go off like a damn rocket. It’s an explosive orgasm, the biggest, most intense I’ve ever had, and it seems to go forever while he continues his ministrations. Finally, the climax subsides and I slump against the wall. He gives me a sweet kiss at the top of my mound, then pulls my panties back in place. He stands and pulls me to him, hugging me fiercely.

“Minka, you are exquisite.”

That’s the second time he’s called me that. And I want to ask him what it means or if it’s another woman’s name, but I don’t think my tongue works anymore. My mouth is so dry from crying out that all I can do is let him hold me, his big hand rubbing slow circles on my back.

“Come home with me tonight,” he says quietly.

I find myself nodding.

He pulls back to meet my eyes. “Truly?”

But then I snap back to my senses and shake my head. “No. Not tonight.”

I blow out a breath. This day has been too much. The last hour too intense.

Even though my instincts are screaming at me to throw myself into his arms and let him have his way with me, I don’t listen to them. I don’t trust myself. I’m clearly swept up in some kind of post-orgasm-euphoria. And everyone knows euphorias can never be trusted.

Kael sighs, looking so disheartened I nearly laugh.

“But I will go out on a date with you tomorrow.”

He grins. “What time can I pick you up?”

“I get off at six.”

“I’ll be here.”

What did I just agree to?

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