Dangerously Yours: 2 (Loving Dangerously) Read Online Free PDF

eyes.
    Who the fuck is this?
    She spoke softly. A lyrical tone caressed his ears with words he couldn’t understand.
    The music.
    “What the…” His breath caught in his throat. The words hung heavy in the air. “You’re not Anna,” he whispered.
    Smack. The sting of her palm across his cheek crashed him back to reality. The alien watched him in indignant shock.
    “What the fuck?” Kane grabbed the intruder’s wrists and pinned them roughly by her shoulders. There was a hint of satisfaction as she squealed. “Who the hell are you?” he demanded.
    Her hands curled into tight little fists as she slowly squinted until she peered at him through the slits of her eyes. His raised a brow.
    Defiant little bitch, huh?
    Her breasts touched his chest with each heavy gasp she took. His nipples brushed against hers. His cock strained painfully against her, as if it had a mind of its own.
    Releasing her, he rolled away. He needed to get off of her as quickly as possible. He had almost…
    Remembering his nudity, he abruptly grabbed a fistful of blanket, covering his rudely jutting cock.
    She squeaked as he yanked the blanket from her. In front of him lay a gorgeous alien. At least she appeared humanoid and wasn’t from a species that was god-awful ugly. That shouldn’t matter , he scolded himself. Alien is alien. No matter what she happened to look like.
    She was wearing what appeared to be a ball gown.
    Great. JB and Ryan commandeered a bunch of partygoers.
    His gaze settled on golden breasts as perfect and round as snow globes. Exposed brown nipples stood erect and swollen. He inwardly groaned.
    Her dress had been hiked up to her hips. Her legs were splayed wide and inviting. He had come that close to fucking it. He could even feel her slick juices still coating his dick.
    Kane cursed. How long would he have to scrub his dick to get the alien juice off him? His cock should have known it was pressing against alien pussy and should have shown support for the cause by going limp. Hell, it being limp had been the reason for leaving Jess’ cabin. Now here it was full-on and rock-hard. He’d been mere minutes away from impaling her and she hadn’t tried to stop him.
    This was probably the guys’ idea of a joke. A very sick joke. He would kill them for sending an alien whore to his bed.
    He stalked toward the door, dragging along the blanket. If waking up and finding his dick flush against alien pussy hadn’t made him limp, the biting chill of the room definitely should have.
    Nope.
    He stopped in front of the communication panel encased in the wall inches from the door.
    He selected the open-channel button. As long as JB was in an active part of the vessel, he would be able to hear the call over the intercom.
    “JB! Bring your country ass to my cabin.” He cut his gaze to the alien in his bed. “Now.”
    The communication panel clock read 2:11 a.m. That put him in more of a pissed-off mood. He should be sleeping. Not fucking around with alien whores and JB.
    As he waited for JB, he retrieved his pants and pulled them on over his still erect dick, all the while keeping a watchful eye on the alien.
    What had the crew promised her? A quick ransom back to her home world if she got him to fuck her? Whatever the arrangement, she definitely got the short end of the stick. He wasn’t fucking alien pussy. Not now and not ever.
    The door slid opened. JB stood there, shirtless and trousers unfastened. His dark locks were dishelved. Red scratch marks ran from his chest to his abdomen. Even though he’d told JB he could have the alien females, he couldn’t stop his lip from curling up in disgust.
    He thumbed toward his bed. “What is that and why is it in my bed?”
    “Her? Oh, that’s the princess.”
    Kane tilted his head and waved an impatient arm. “Okay…and why is it in my bed?”
    JB nervously ran his fingers through his hair. “Umm, okay. Don’t have a hissy fit but I thought the princess should stay in here with