“We were raised to find a bondmate. One compatible in so much more than fighting together. I never expected you to be from Earth.” His gaze met mine. “I never expected you.”
“I’m not anything special,” I replied.
With one hand to the center of my chest, he pushed me back down onto the bed. He settled over me, keeping his weight off me with his forearms. I was pressed into the bed, his bare chest touching mine.
“You are special to me. Do I have to prove it?” He kissed my jaw again, then down the side of my neck. “I believe I must.”
Uh-oh. A man on a mission, and it wasn’t fighting the Dark Fleet.
He licked along my collarbone to my right breast. His tongue circled my nipple, but he didn’t take it into his mouth. Instead he licked across the valley between my breasts and to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment.
I began to squirm, my hands tangling in his hair.
“Alex,” I whimpered.
He lifted his head long enough to glance at me. “Yes?”
“What are you doing?”
His nose ran over one hard tip, which was more teasing than anything else. “Proving how special you are.”
“By torturing me?”
He grinned at me now. “What do you want, bondmate? I told you earlier. I will give you everything. You only need tell me.”
I blushed and squirmed some more. “I want…”
“Yes?”
“I want your mouth on me.”
“As you wish.” He took my nipple into his mouth and sucked. Gave my other one the same treatment. Heat and need coursed through me. I writhed and moaned, tugged on his hair. I was wild for him, and all he was doing was nipple play.
When I cried out his name again, he moved lower, working my pants and panties off at the same time. He slid down my body and tugged off my boots, one then the other, then got me bare.
He didn't climb back over me, but instead dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed. With a grip around my ankles, he pulled me to the edge, tossing my ankles over his shoulders.
“Oh my God,” I said to the ceiling as I felt his warm breath fan my inner thigh, right before he kissed it.
“You are beautiful everywhere.” He kissed my core then.
I wasn’t going to argue with him this time. I would never have called my female parts beautiful, but Alex, my dream guy, was between my thighs, licking me there as if I were an ice cream cone.
I was smart enough to know this wasn’t the time to—
“Alex!” I cried when he did some magical flick over my clit.
One hand cupped the inside of my thigh. The other’s fingers played over my core in accompaniment to his mouth. “That’s better. I am no god, but I’m your bondmate. I want you calling my name when I feast on you. When I make you come.”
He didn’t say anything more but got busy, slipping two fingers into me and curling them and finding… “Alex.” This time his name came out on a moan. No one had ever found my G-spot before. Hell, I hadn’t even known I actually had one.
But that spot, the place he was rubbing or nudging or something with his fingers, was like the power button to my sexual engine. With his mouth on my clit, the combination had me coiling tighter and tighter until I let go all at once. I screamed his name as I held on to the blanket.
I’d never come like this before. Colors danced behind my closed eyelids. My clit pulsed and throbbed. My core clenched down on his fingers. I was sweaty and relaxed, wilted and… grinning.
But I wasn’t done. Hell, no. I was all warmed up and ready to fuck. It was time to give a little too. I pushed up, took my legs off Alex’s shoulders, and slid to the floor so I straddled him. The side of the bed was at my back.
I worked open the front of his pants, reached in, and found him. I grabbed his heated length, pumped it in my palm.