Alien's Innocent Bride: A Sci-Fi Alien Paranormal Shifter Romance (Mail Order Human Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

suspecting her forwardness had shocked him.
    In a flash of movement, he lifted her from him and stood up, then tossed her over his shoulder so quickly her shoes fell off. Before she could protest his highhandedness, he growled and carried her up a steep set of curving stairs.
    Upon reaching a bedroom, all her bravado faded. She’d just experienced her first kiss, at twenty-seven freaking years old, and now she was going to have sex for the first time too. That was a lot of firsts for one day, and uncertainty crept into her mind. Would it hurt? She worried he might shove his cock inside her without any thought to her comfort, and she started struggling and pounding on his back in an effort to escape.
    Did Zaxxumians know about foreplay? Not that she knew much about it, but still…he was huge, and knowing her luck, his cock would be in proportion to the rest of him. That didn’t do anything to calm the butterflies flitting around in her tummy.
    She cried out in frustration, and to her relief, he finally put her down.
    On the bed.
    Her hands brushed over the soft covers as she stared up at him, feeling her face heat. Oh God, this was it.
     
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    Desire thrummed through Sev. His cock ached and pushed against his pants, seeking relief. His heart felt open and raw, his spirit ready to claim this sweet little human as his for all time. She trembled upon the bed, peering up at him with large blue eyes that incited his need to flame hotter. He burned for her, and he couldn’t wait to see her marked as his, the visible proof of her belonging to him on her body come morning.
    He had to remind himself she was untouched, lest he give way to impatience, rip her clothing off, and take her too soon and too roughly. The animal in him roared to life, and another growl emitted from his throat. His skin prickled, all his senses alive. His nostrils flared and his breath came faster.
    Sweltering in the confines of his clothing, he pulled his boots off and tossed them against the wall. Next, he stripped off his pants, letting them fall to the ground in a careless heap. The whole time he undressed, he kept his gaze trained on Tara.
    He eyed the buttons on the front of her thin dress, and his hands itched with the urge to rip the garment from her. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them, he said, “Remove your dress, Tara. Now.”
    Her eyes widened and she shook her head. “I…I can’t.”
    “Consider it an order. Take. Off. Your. Dress.”
    She crossed her arms and shook her head. “You can’t just order me to get naked and expect me to obey you!” Even as she denied him, her face flushed with arousal, and he detected the pungent yet sweet aroma of the moisture flowing between her legs. Ah, the little human wanted him, but she held to her stubbornness and kept glaring at him, refusing to take off her dress.
    He crawled onto the bed, coming atop her and pinning her hands down on either side of her head. Grinning, he said, “Why not? You can order me to get naked and obey you any time you wish, Tara, and I promise I won’t argue.”
    Her face went redder still and she sputtered. “You! You…you…I can’t believe…”
    The sound of fabric ripping and buttons flying to the floor silenced her. He finished tearing the garment from her body, taking her bra and panties with it, and hurled it across the room. She continued sputtering her outrage, but he silenced her with a kiss, growling as he delved his tongue into her mouth, tasting her once again and thrilling in her responsiveness. For several moments she resisted, but it wasn’t long before she was kissing him back and rubbing her center against his leg. His cock throbbed against her thigh, growing harder and harder with each brush of her soft flesh against his stiffness.
    When he broke away from her, she gasped in air, then met his eyes with an endearing blush tinting her cheeks. She looked uncertain, but no longer filled with indignation.