Primal Planet Captive_SciFi Alien Fated Romance by Skylar Clarke

Author:Skylar Clarke [Clarke, Skylar]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-16T04:00:00+00:00

8

Jari

I ache to touch her, but my hands are useless. Her lips meld with mine, and the feel of them together is like dancing or fighting—or both. Her tongue wets my lower lip, explores the slight points of my sharper teeth. All the while, her hands are doing what mine cannot. My leg between her thighs frees both her hands to explore whatever maps of skin they would like to touch. She removes the pieces of my armor that she can easily reach, unclasping the chest piece and letting it clatter to the metal floor. She fumbles a bit with the arm pieces, and can only undo the upper half, which leaves my forearms covered.

She laughs as she does it, and I laugh with her. Perhaps someone else might see the horror in the situation instead of the hilarity, but that is part of why I adore Tess. My hands are bound and my dragon is trapped and the only reason we so much as kissed is because tomorrow, we will face death together, in one manner or another. Tess has always been able to look into the darkness and grin, even if what she sees there is frightening. Her laughter fades as she plants another kiss on my lips. This one is quick and purposeful, a promise of more to come later. Her next move is to drop to her knees, where she begins to remove the remainder of my armor.

Whereas before she had dropped pieces and missed clasps in her enthusiasm, here, she chooses to move with meticulous slowness. I feel the bulge in my underlying spacesuit grow larger, pressing against the fabric, uncomfortably brushing against the hard plating of my armor that protects the sensitive area from trauma during a battle. It has been minutes, and I already wanted to bury myself within her, to feel her clench around me as she comes. Her face was close to my cock proximity wise, and when at last she unfastened the right things in the right order, it was freed, standing at attention, heedless of our dank surroundings.

She pulls the spacesuit down from my waist, leaving it tangled about my knees.

She pauses to give my cock a lingering look, and one slow, luxurious lick that nearly makes me spill at once. A moan drops from my mouth. My hands twitch, aching to reach for her, but getting nowhere in their current position.

“I truly wish your lock picking skills were a bit more comprehensive.”

Tess simply smirks up at me, before sucking a mark onto the inside of my newly revealed thigh. The sensation goes straight to my cock. With my rate of healing, it will fade in mere minutes, but part of me wishes she would keep trying until one sticks.

“And I wish,” she says, “that I were the one in handcuffs. But we’ll both have to make do with what we have.”

Fuck — the thought of her being the one in handcuffs makes me somehow even harder.

She darts down

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