Ares (Olympia Alien Mail Order Brides Book 2) by K. Cantrell

Author:K. Cantrell [Cantrell, K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Paranormal, Science Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Alpe D'Huez Press
Published: 2017-10-14T18:30:00+00:00

Seven

In the morning, I wake with Ares still tangled around me. My foot is throbbing but I don’t worry about it since it’s still attached. I have more important things to do.

Like look at my husband. God, has there ever been a more gorgeously made creature? Human men don’t—can’t—compare. I mean, sure he can pass for human, but he has a bigger presence or something that’s beyond the physical. Not that I’m discounting the physical, no sir, not after last night and the things this alien did to me with his larger than average assets.

I’d like a repeat, but my poor body may not be up for it.

Ares stirs and his eyes blink open, warming as he focuses on me. “Clementine.”

I love the way he says my name in his unique accent. I love when he murmurs foreign words to me. I love that he sticks to his principles about healing even when I’m offering blow jobs, though it doesn’t escape me that he got one anyway. Which reminds me that he didn’t let me finish.

Maybe I could handle that at least. With a smile, I flip the covers off the area in question and am gratified to discover he’s already sporting a very nice erection that I can’t help but touch.

Beautiful. Mine. As I run my fingertips along the silky ridge, he hisses out a breath but doesn’t stop me from circling the length with my fist so I can take him between my lips.

He tastes amazing, like heat and salt and male, and I am nothing if not determined to bring him pleasure. This time, I watch him as I suck, gauging the nuances of what he likes and what’s meh so I can adjust. The fun part is that he likes it all as evidenced by the sheer ecstasy radiating from his expression. His legs tense as I push him deeper into my throat and he grinds his hips. With a bunch of lovely noises in this throat that turn me on, he thrashes against the mattress and then goes completely stiff as he comes. His orgasm takes me by surprise because it happens so fast, but I finish him off and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Good morning,” I say and yes, there is a hint of smugness there. Sue me.

“Good morning,” he growls back and yanks me into his arms for a searing kiss to punctuate it, his magic hands roaming over my body suggestively. I think I’m going to be late for work.

As I dash into the salon at ten, which is indeed quite late, Penelope smirks at me.

“Sorry, sorry,” I gush as I throw down my umbrella so I can shrug out of my raincoat.

I get water all over Penelope’s hardwood floors as an added bonus, just in case she wasn’t clear that I’m not Employee of the Month material. For a half a second, I consider blaming the weather for my tardiness but it rains nine million days a year in Olympia, so probably that’s not a good plan.

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