He looked at me with what resembled an almost pitying expression. “We’re watching you all the time, surely your news media told you that?”
I looked at him baffled; my thoughts momentarily sidetracked by what he had just told me. The elevator made it to our floor at that moment, the bell ringing to signal we were at our destination. We walked down the hallway to our suite, a million questions running around my mind. All of the questions disappeared when the doors opened.
Evidently Derrial had the same thing in mind as I did this evening.
The room was dimly lit with candles flickering in the breeze coming in from the open balcony doors. There were two bottles of Crystal in an ice bucket on the grand piano along with two flutes. Soft classical music was streaming in from the sound system that was wired throughout the suite. It was the most romantic setting that I had ever seen.
And the exact opposite mood I was trying to set. One and done was my goal tonight and I didn’t need to be distracted by whatever he was trying to create here. Yes, he and his friends were the most gorgeous creatures I had ever seen. But if he thought I could forget that they were aliens who had taken over the world and ruined my life, he had another thing coming.
I blew out the candles as I passed by them. I could see him frown as I did so.
His hand flew out and caught my arm, pulling me against him roughly. “Kitten, did I read you wrong and you aren’t the romantic type?” He asked in a raspy voice as he trailed his lips down my throat. He bit down softly, and I stiffened, remembering the other day and his reaction to my blood.
I pulled away from him, taking a few steps away so I could keep my wits about me. I would need them if I was going to keep control of the situation. Facing him, I slowly unzipped the side of my dress, sliding the dress off so that it pooled at my feet.
At first, Derrial’s eyes widened, and I could see him thinking as he tried to understand my sudden willingness to play. He quickly recovered however and flashed me a wicked smile, walking up to me and tracing my lips with his fingers. The move sent shivers down my spine.
“I’ve thought about your lips all day. I’ve pictured you on your knees with that pretty little mouth wrapped around me sucking me off,” he said, a growl rumbling in his throat as he spoke.
I melted at his words, desire pooling low in my stomach. The sensible side of me held on though. “What are you waiting for?” I asked, trying to give him the same smirk he always gave me.
His finger dropped from my face, trailing along my collarbone and leaving a trail of fire in its wake. “Your body was meant to be mine,” he murmured, his eyes beginning to glow as he took another deep breath that looked like he was smelling me. Maybe that was a Vepar thing. “Has anyone ever told you that you had a body that was made to be fucked,” he said, continuing his slow trail down my body.
I was standing in nothing but a strapless bra and thong and despite my best efforts he was beginning to cast a spell of seduction on me that I wasn’t sure I could control. I shook my head at his question, thinking about the trail of boyfriends I had left that had all been terrible to boring in bed.
“It is. In fact, I’ve never seen something I wanted so much before,” he continued. I couldn’t force a reply out of my mouth. I couldn’t think clearly with his hand touching me like that.
“I need to taste you, kitten. It’s all I’ve been thinking about for days. Will you let me do that?”
I moaned a yes. Derrial didn’t wait for more encouragement. His fingers caught the waistband of my thong and ripped them away. He dropped to his knees and urged my legs apart.
“Wider,” he ordered, and I shocked us both by immediately widening my stance. “Perfect.” His hands moved along my thighs and when he reached his destination, he spread it wide and studied it for a moment, a look of appreciation on his face, before his fingers found my cleft. My eyes snapped back shut as he pushed two fingers inside of me.
“Are you always this wet?” he asked.
I shook my head again. “Do I do this to you?” he asked, fucking me slowly with his fingers. I nodded. “Say it, kitten.”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what? What do I do to you?”
“You make me wet,” I moaned.
“Good girl,” he murmured with approval. He continued to tease me with his fingers for a few seconds and then the warm rasp of his tongue sent a series of shivers trembling through my body. He licked across me leisurely as his fingers continued to plunge into me. I began to shake as I neared the edge. He pulled away; the effect similar to being doused with ice.
“Not until I say, kitten.”
I whimpered at the command, but it gave me the resolve I needed to try and take back control. I didn’t need to enjoy tonight, I just needed to get through it. Taking his hand, I pulled him towards one of the bedrooms. I could feel his frustration trailing behind me as we walked.
Despite the fact that his ministrations thus far had lit my entire body on fire, I aimed for a look of nonchalance as I crawled across the bed and laid down on my back looking at him.
I was acutely aware of his eyes on my naked skin as I laid there, but I pretended to ignore the effect he had on me. If he didn’t think I liked it, he wouldn’t want it again, right? No one wanted a disinterested lover. I was just hopeful that my momentary lapses where he was concerned would be forgotten if the overall package was disappointing.
Derrial slowly took off his jacket and undid his tie. It was amazing that after everything that had happened already this evening that he could still look perfect. He undid his shirt, showcasing a perfect tapestry of golden skin that defied all logic. I had somehow forgotten how good he looked without a shirt over the past few days. He was unreal.
I wondered again if this was his real form or if the Vepar could somehow change their forms to look pleasing to the human eye. If that was the case, he had nailed it. My thoughts flickered over to thinking of what Thane and Corran looked like without a shirt, but Derrial quickly got my attention back by unbuttoning the top of his dress pants and pulling out the most impressive cock I had ever seen. He began to stroke it while looking at me through a hooded gaze. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of it. If they did change their appearances, he had gone a little too big. He must have seen my look of panic because he chuckled darkly and took a few steps closer to the bed until he was standing right on the edge of it.
“Don’t worry, kitten. It will fit,” he said.