Cherished (Intergalactic Loyalties) Read Online Free PDF

widened. “Have you ever… “
    He chuckled. “With sex bots at a brothel, but no, not with an actual woman. And even then, I didn’t go often. I didn’t find it much more satisfying than my own hand.”
    Her blush deepened. “I don’t know much about your people,” she admitted. “Are we compatible?”
    He smiled, reaching out to tuck her hair behind her ear. “Yes, sweet. We’re more than compatible. I may be larger than your human men, but we are shaped the same.”
    She nodded and fiddled with the material at her waist. The Tarnans had dressed her in a long dress, the material brushing her ankles, even if it was fitted tight to breasts and waist. It was way too much material in his opinion. The women of his world had worn a vest style shirt with pants. Of course, as he eyed her curves, he realized the shirts from his world probably wouldn’t fit her. She was a bit curvier than a Tourmalane woman. The tops would gape and he didn’t want anyone looking at those luscious breasts but him.
    He brought her close, running his nose along the length of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. Rubbing his hands up and down her back, he felt her shiver in his arms. The musky smell of her arousal filled the air and it filled with him pride to know she desired him. Perhaps part of her recognized him as her destined mate, much the way he’d recognized her. And if the men from her past plagued his thoughts, he would keep it to himself. He didn’t blame her for sharing her body with another. She hadn’t known that he existed, had probably never thought she would leave Earth’s surface. He was glad she had though, even if she had been held captive by the Keshpans for a while.
    Dryxel pressed his lips against her collarbone as he began unfastening the back of her dress. His tongue flicked out, tasting her creamy flesh. He’d love nothing more than to lay her bare on his bed and feast on her. In his younger years, he’d stumbled across some sex videos from Earth and felt certain he could bring her pleasure. As the back of her dress gaped, he ran his hand up her spine, feeling her soft, silky flesh under his palm.
    She moaned and ran her hands up his chest, stroking him. Dryxel claimed her mouth as he peeled the dress down her arms, pushing it over her hips, and letting it fall to the floor. Unable to deny the temptation of his mate, he kissed his way down her throat, down the valley between her breasts, and paused long enough to lick one of her nipples. The bud hardened against his tongue and he laved her again, feeling his cock harden to the point of pain in his pants. Her body was so responsive to him, and if the fingers now tunneling through his hair were any indication, she loved what he was doing to her.
    His lips closed over her other nipple, drawing on the hardened peak until she cried out, her body arching into him. Dryxel slid his palm down her back, over the curve of her ass, and dipped his fingers into her wet pussy. Gods but she felt good! He kissed her again, his tongue plunging into her mouth, matching the rhythm of the fingers gliding in and out of her wet heat.
    She spread her legs a little, giving him better access, and he growled in appreciation. His little mate was setting him on fire. He burned for her like a thousand suns. The tracker was not completely forgotten, but he needed to taste her first, needed to bring her pleasure, have her scream his name. He backed her toward the bed and gently eased her down.
    Her lips were swollen from his kisses, her hair a disheveled mess. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight. Drawing away from her, he fell to his knees beside the bed. Her legs were splayed and he stared at the glistening lips beckoning him to explore. He traced a finger over the smooth, hairless skin and watched as she shuddered at his touch.
    Dryxel leaned forward, breathing her in. She smelled tangy and sweet, and he couldn’t wait to taste her. His breath fanned across her skin as he moved closer.