Between laps, he whispered, “Right there. That’s where you like it. So sweet. So beautiful.”
He was growing more ardent by the second, kissing and licking and sucking until Anneliese was certain the paroxysms of passion would turn her inside out.
“You taste amazing. Does my tongue feel good on you, tasting all your secrets?”
He was driving her crazy, and she couldn’t stand it. She grabbed his mane again, one second trying to pull him away before she disintegrated, the next pulling him in closer to chase ecstasy.
With a low, and somehow evil laugh, Nex grabbed her hands and pulled. A part of Anneliese remembered she didn’t want to hurt him, and her hands sprang open to release the desperate clutch. He pinned her hands over her head and crouched over her, grinning with delight.
“We agreed you’d accept my way of doing things. I suppose I’m going to have to insist on it since you are proving to be unwilling to honor that agreement.”
Warm flesh circled Anneliese’s ankles and tightened. He pulled her legs apart, moving slowly and carefully. Nex’s tails had appeared after all. He was opening her, making her helpless to the coming erotic assault. Anneliese’s breath caught.
Nex nuzzled her lace- and silk-clad mound, his breath warming what was already lava hot. Anneliese mewled with excitement as he burrowed his face where she was wettest. His mouth worked against the fabric separating them, sucking on the juices she’d saturated it with. She tried to kick when he brushed against her clit, sending a jolt of rapture through her. His slender but strong tails held her securely, keeping her still and vulnerable to him.
“I could take these last bits of clothes off,” he said, his words slightly muffled. He spoke with his lips touching her womanhood. The vibrations made Anneliese tremble all over, but she managed to pay attention to what he said. “Somehow it appeals to me to have the coverings shoved aside instead. As if you were taken abruptly, in a passion that allowed no delay. I enjoy you looking as if I ravished you.”
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He was her savior, but she was his salvation.
Jeannie Gardner escapes from her captors' clutches only to find herself trapped on a planet far from Earth. When she is discovered, by a muscle-bound warrior, she must prove to him, and a Council of Elders, that she is not a creature set free from a lab, but a sentient being from another planet.
If she succeeds, they will send her home. If she fails, she will be executed.
Risnar warrior Kren Bolep is duty bound to protect his village from the Monsuda and their creations. But this small, pink-skinned female is different, special. As the bond between them grows, Jeannie’s vulnerability invokes Kren’s protective instincts, and he vows to uncover the truth and secure her future.
But there is a bigger threat looming. The Monsuda are coming to get Jeannie, and they’ll use whatever means necessary. When Jeannie is taken, Kren is forced to choose—disobey the Elders and place his people in danger, or lose the only person who makes him feel whole.
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