“I am yours, Natalie. Always. As you are mine. Do you not have some kind of sign of mating on Earth?”
“A ring.” She paused, then continued. “On your finger. Here.” She pointed to her left hand, then at her breasts. “Not here.”
I did not wish to continue this vein of conversation. I was not removing the nipple rings, nor the chain. Ever.
I stood then, keeping her in my arms, and walked over to the table. While it wasn’t an exam table, the height worked perfectly as one. I sat her down on the edge and slowly, gently pushed the robe from her shoulders until it fell next to her hips on the table. Eager to know what it would feel like to be in her arms, I maneuvered her legs, parting them and stepping forward to stand between her knees.
Natalie looked up at me with shock and uncertainty in her eyes, but I saw something else there as well. Curiosity? Desire? Hope?
Hope seemed a strange thing in the moment, but I dismissed it and leaned forward to press my forehead to hers. “I must complete the doctor’s examination now, mate.”
“I can’t believe I slept through a doctor’s exam.” Her breath tickled my lower lip and I nearly groaned.
“Yes. Doctor Karran was here, but I asked her to leave us alone.”
“Why? You said I wasn’t sick. Is something wrong with me?” With the robe settled about her waist, only her hips and pussy were covered. Otherwise, she was bare. Her embarrassment, if she’d had any, was forgotten because I’d frightened her with my careless words.
“No, mate. No. I did not allow her to complete all of the tests on your body.”
“Why not?”
I touched her then because I had to, because I could no longer resist temptation. Settling my hands at her waist, I lowered my lips to her cheek and kissed her. Once. Twice. More. She was addictive. “Because I could not bear to have another see you, or witness your pleasure.”
“Pleasure? What are you talking about?” Natalie was confused, but my patience was at an end.
“Lie down on the table, mate. The sooner I complete the medical exam, the sooner we can go. I have a surprise for you.”
Chapter Four
Natalie
Holy effing hell. Roark was mine? Was this a cosmic joke? He stood before me, looming, all protective and growly and bossy, and I could do nothing but stare and wonder what drug I’d taken.
This couldn’t be real. He was too perfect to be real.
His clothes didn’t scream alien. His pants and boots were simple and black. He wore an odd gray tunic that highlighted every huge bulge of muscle on his massive chest and shoulders. He looked human, just a bit bigger than I was used to. He made Curtis, with his stringy blond hair, skinny torso and loafers, look like a twelve-year-old boy. Roark was all man. His hair was so dark it looked black, his eyes were focused and intense, the color of espresso. And his voice? It gave me shivers. So deep. So commanding. God, I wanted him to talk dirty to me in that voice.
Fuck me, Natalie.
You like that, naughty girl?
Oh, good grief. What the hell was wrong with me?
I transported halfway across the galaxy and woke up horny?
Yes. Apparently, that was exactly what happened. But was it me, or him?
So effing hot.
“Lie down on the table, mate. The sooner I complete the medical exam, the sooner we can go. As I said, I have a surprise for you.” Roark’s lips grazed my cheek and I responded to him automatically, lying down on my back on the hard table. He tugged at the robe bunched under my hips and I lifted my bottom off the table as he pulled it free and tossed the soft fabric to the ground, forgotten.
I licked my lips and tried to lie still, but it was difficult. I was naked and tried not to fidget or act weird. Nope. Nothing weird about this. I lay down naked on a table on an alien world before an Adonis and waited for some kind of freaky medical exam. No big deal. Yeah, right.
“Good, Natalie.” Roark
nodded his approval and I felt like a little kid who just received a gold star on a test. He stepped to the side and retrieved an oddly shaped object from a nearby stand. Returning, he stood on my right. His left hand settled gently on my right thigh. His right hand held aloft the weird medical thing as he looked down at me. “Are you ready, mate?”
I could feel the frown crinkle my forehead, then smoothed it quickly, remembering my mother said that action would give me wrinkles.