I’d never seen a man so… intent. His dark hair was mussed from battle, his uniform stained and torn by the shoulder. He looked rugged and fierce. My palms itched to run over him, feel the hard muscles, well-defined beneath his clothing. And to feel that cock, learn every ridge, every bulge. Every long, thick inch.
Seeing it made me feel feminine and powerful. Even in my jeans and sneakers, my hair most likely snarled and wild. Oh, and an inside-out shirt. Yeah, totally sexy.
I heard Faith stifle a laugh, but didn’t look away.
“Buster, on Earth a guy doesn’t show that much interest until at least the end of the first d
ate.” Destiny’s words had that punch of abrasiveness I was used to.
“On Alera, a male’s cock will only rise for The One.” He was so earnest about it. If an Earth guy had said that, it would have been the worst line ever to get in a woman’s pants.
But here, he meant it. All Aleran males were this way. Just like I had my Ardor, he had his… stirring. But I could fuck anyone, even Cassander, the gigolo. It seemed I really did have the power to awaken Leo.
God, that was hot.
“See?” Destiny muttered, in response to his statement. We’d been right. “Are you telling me that you’ve never had a hard-on before?” Destiny asked, blunt as ever. Thank god she was thinking the same thing. I couldn’t dare ask.
“No.”
“You’ve never…” Faith asked, twirling her finger around in circles.
His fists clenched at his sides, his breathing coming deeper, his chest rising and falling as a result. His eyes blazed, focused right on me, his jaw clenched. I could relate. I was practically coming out of my skin holding myself back. Any thought about not jumping his bones was gone. I wanted Leo and I wanted him now. Holding me, pinning me to the wall, pressing me down.
“No.”
How hot was that? He’d been waiting for this moment, for me, to come all the way across the universe. To awaken him.
“But now?”
“I wish to be alone with my mate. To soothe her Ardor.”
Leo took a step toward me, but no further. That was it. I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed him. Needed his hands on me. His mouth. His cock.
Now.
I launched myself at him, my arms going about his neck, my mouth meeting his. He opened for me, his tongue finding mine.
His hands went to my bottom squeezed. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist.
“Okay, then,” I vaguely heard Faith say. “We’ll just… um, be… elsewhere.”
I didn’t notice anything else after that besides Leo. His taste, his scent, the hard feel of him. Everywhere. My pussy was pressed against the hard length of his cock and I rocked my hips into him. His tongue was in my mouth, licking, learning. My hands were tangled in his silky hair, holding him right where I wanted.
He tore his lips from mine. Growled. God, he looked so fierce, possessed even.
“Mine,” he uttered, his voice deep and rough, and carried me down the hall to a bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him with enough force that the pictures on the wall rattled.
Oh yeah, I was totally his. For the first time since my Ardor kicked in, my pussy and I were in complete agreement.
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My back bumped into the wall and now I was pressed between two very hard things. One cold, one hot. Scorching hot. His hands moved from my butt and over me, my thighs, my waist, my breasts.
“I can’t wait, mate,” he murmured as his hands molded, weighed and played with my breasts through my t-shirt.
I moaned and arched my back. His hands felt so good. Big. Hot. Gentle, considering how wild this was.