Stolen: A SciFi Alien Warlord Romance by Alison Aimes

Author:Alison Aimes [Aimes, Alison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780996468381
Publisher: Orchid Publishing
Published: 2020-05-31T18:30:00+00:00

26

Surprise slammed through Aurora. The last thing she expected was his refusal.

Or the way he lifted her and stood in one motion, placing her firmly on her feet before he dropped his hands and hightailed it a good arm’s length away.

“I-I don’t understand.” Confused, she tugged her bodice back into place with trembling fingers. Seized her panties and stepped back into them, her skirt falling back into place, brushing her ankles as it covered her once more, but she’d never felt more exposed.

The sting of his rejection made it hard to breathe.

Near-feral lust blazed through the ties binding them, which only mystified her more.

Of course, his rebuff was for the better. She should never have pushed for something that would only have entangled them deeper, strengthening ties she had no choice but to sever.

But his sudden change of heart still rocked her. Had he only been toying with her when he said he wished them to be mated? Playing the same sort of sick games Whetherton and Peller liked to play?

“Whatever you’re thinking right now, little one, don’t.”

She opened her mouth, closed it.

Jaw tight, his horns once again erect and jutting skyward, his gaze bore into hers. “You’re untried.”

“Yes.” Heat burned her cheeks and chest. “But only because I have never met someone who made me feel inclined to change that…until you. Is…is my inexperience unattractive to you?”

“Janus hells no.” His expression was as fierce as she’d ever seen. “There is nothing—nothing—I want more than to be inside that tight virgin hole. To train that sweet chanti to take me slow or hard, gentle or fast, on your back or on all fours.”

She inhaled a sharp breath, her blood surging once more.

“You will be my mate. I will spend planetary rotations fucking that perfect pussy. But not here.” His abrupt postscript hit with the sting of a bucket of icy water.

“Fine.” Her desperate wish to be with him and the agony of knowing she never would sharpened her words. “If you want to be a hypocrite with a double standard, be my guest. W-we may not even work in the end.”

His jaw went tight, fangs flashing. When he spoke at last, each word was a sharp lash. “We will work.”

“I—”

“Quiet.” He cut her off with a single growled command. “I have no problem with the exploration of female pleasure before marriage as long as everyone is on board. I may have grown up among the élithe, but Martian blood hums through my veins and you best not forget it.”

He took a step closer.

She backed up.

He kept coming. “Nor do I have a problem with you exploring your pleasure with me before our official mating ceremony.”

Her spine hit the wall.

His hands slapped the wall above her, caging her in, his voice deepening to husky once more. “In fact, I fucking insist on it.”

Her chest rose and fell, her breathing choppy as arousal thundered through her.

He leaned in until his mouth was inches from hers. “But I do have a problem with a quick fuck in a stranger’s bed at a racing track for your first time.

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