The Alien Warrior's Vow by Nelia Alarcon

Author:Nelia Alarcon [Alarcon, Nelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: X24
Published: 2021-05-24T04:00:00+00:00

Eighteen

Emma

How did Lans still look so intimidating while sleeping?

She tucked her hands beneath her cheek and studied his face. This was a first. Lans was always scowling, grunting, and glaring at her, but right now, he was knocked out cold. No scowl in sight.

It was a prime opportunity.

She reached out and slid her fingers through his black hair. Her nails rasped against his scalp and he made a pleased rumble in the middle of his throat.

Brute? Where?

This alien was just a big baby trapped in a warrior’s muscular body.

Her lips inched up.

And then they sank.

Lans’s words before he fell asleep haunted her.

Broods?

Yes.

She’d stepped into his dreamscape and found out the truth. What Lans really wanted was his parents alive and well.

And her.

He wanted her.

Not just now.

Not just her body.

A future.

Babies.

Babies.

The very thought made her tremble.

Emma shook her head and focused on Lans. Plutonians and humans weren’t that different. Her fingernail grazed down the line of Lans’s nose. It was long and slightly crooked with little bumps along the bridge that told her he’d broken it and didn’t bother to correct it.

What should have been a flaw only served to enhance his rugged masculinity and dangerous charm. This face was not a ‘pretty’ face the way Tiegan’s was. Lans’s face had been hewn from rock and stone and knives. It had a lethal grace that she was drawn to.

Next, her exploration landed on his lips.

Emma immediately licked her own in response.

Blue lips.

Dusky blue.

They shouldn’t look so appealing, but they were.

Because they were his.

Because it was Lans.

Broods?

Yes.

She stiffened. Blew out a breath.

Lans’s jawline. She’d focus there.

Her fingers moved down. Scraped against the sharp edges. She half-expected his jaw to cut her.

It didn’t.

Her hands slid to his shoulders.

Rock. Muscles.

So hard.

My goodness. What was this Plutonian made of?

His chest boasted abs that were so solid that trying to punch them would result in a broken wrist.

Lans groaned in his sleep and his body saluted in response to her touch.

He was so… big.

Every part of him.

And what was happening in his pants wasn’t her only evidence.

She’d peeked once.

Just once.

And she’d nearly run the other way.

But she wasn’t running anymore.

Emma was trapped in his arms.

In his bed.

Waking him from the dream had revealed her feelings. Feelings she’d been denying for so long that it had become a part of her life here on this alien planet.

But now the truth was out.

And Lans felt the same way.

It was only a matter of time before he…

Heat blazed in her core.

What would it be like to mate with him?

She widened her legs a little. Slid her thighs over his.

What would it be like?

Tension pooled in her stomach.

Made her feel like she was about to explode.

She needed…

Emma bit down on her bottom lip.

When was Lans waking up?

She needed him.

She was about to…

Her hands slid up his chest.

So good.

It would feel so good.

Broods?

Yes.

Emma froze, all the heat turning to ice in her veins. She hauled her leg back and inched away from Lans.

Fear crowded her mind.

Panic made her tremble.

She wanted to escape, but Lans had her bundled close to him.

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