Pursued: A Sci-Fi Alien Warrior Romance (Raider Warlords of the Vandar Book 4) by Tana Stone (ebook reader txt) 📗

I could feel his hardness against the swell of my belly even as his tail flicked between my legs. “Tell me to fuck you and make you mine.”

Shivers rolled through me, desire nearly making me whimper. I’d never felt such raw hunger before or the white-hot heat that gathered in my core and made a whimper escape my lips. As the last remnants of control dropped away, I jerked one hand free and hooked it around his neck. “Fuck me, Raas.”

With a velvet stare that almost made my eyes roll back in my head, he hitched my legs around his waist and strode across the bedroom until he reached the long dining table. He sat me on the end and dropped down, hooking my knees over his shoulders.

I gripped his bare shoulders, my fingernails cutting into his flesh. “Raas?”

His eyes were half-lidded with desire as he looked up at me. “I will fuck you soon enough. First, I want to taste what is mine.”

I fell back with my elbows on the table as he pushed up the fabric wrapped around me and spread my legs, his hot tongue parting my folds. I moaned as he licked me, slowly at first and then his tongue swirled faster when he reached my clit. Lifting my head to watch him drew another strangled gasp from my throat. The sight of his dark head between my legs was almost more than I could take, and I threaded my fingers in his hair as the low simmer ignited in my belly.

My hips twitched as he sucked me, my breath escaping in jagged gasps. I rocked into him, even though I knew I should not be letting myself go so completely. I couldn’t stop, and I couldn’t hold back, the tremors wracking my body as I detonated. I threw my head back, my hands holding him to me as I jerked and writhed. When his thick finger slid inside me, my body clenched hard around him, and I reared up with a scream.

I collapsed onto the table panting, as he kissed his way up my stomach, tearing aside the fabric and stopping to suck each of my hard nipples as I made soft noises of desperation. I could hardly move, much less speak, and my body prickled with anticipation. Even with my eyes closed, I could hear him tugging off the fabric circling his waist and it hitting the floor.

“Raas,” I whispered, my eyes fluttering as I struggled to steady my breath.

He slipped his arms under my back and lifted it off the table, so I was sitting with my ass on the edge and my legs still spread around him. He notched his cock at my slick entrance, and I looked down as he pushed his broad crown inside me. Black swirls like the ones on his chest curled around his thick cock.

I caught my breath as he stretched me, my hands bracing on his chest.

He paused, holding himself partly inside me as he locked his gaze on mine. He cupped my face in one hand, dragging his thumb across my bottom lip. “Call me Bron.”

Then his mouth crashed to mine as he drove himself deep.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Bron

I thrust hard, the squeeze of her tight heat nearly blinding me with desire. It had been too long since I’d been with a female, but even the pleasurers did not feel as intoxicating as this. I filled her to the hilt, holding myself while she caught her breath.

She moaned into my mouth, her tongue swirling around mine as she curled her arms up under mine and jerked herself closer to me. The human might be small, but her warmth stretched perfectly around me. Pressing my eyes shut for a moment, I savored the tight squeeze of her and the sweet taste of her mouth as she responded eagerly to my kisses.

I’d never been with a human, and I hadn’t expected their small bodies to be so adept at giving pleasure. Tearing my mouth from hers, I heaved in a breath as her brown eyes widened, and her mouth opened. My mind drifted to the sight of her battling the imperial assassin and the feeling of clutching her hand before she fell. What had started as a way to protect her and my people had become much more. She was mine to protect and mine to possess. A rumble escaped my throat as I rocked my hips to fill her completely.

“Bron,” she whispered.

Hearing my name on her lips sent a thrill through me. I drew myself out and thrust deeper, the need to claim the female storming through me like a fever. I fisted a hand in her hair and held it tight. “Mine will be the last name you cry out.”

Her response was to bite her bottom lip and emit a breathy moan, her soft sounds driving me even wilder. I slid my hand down, pressing the flat palm to the small of her back, holding her to me as I moved thickly between her thighs. Every thrust claimed her as mine. Every moan was for me alone.

I looked down to where our bodies met, flesh slapping against flesh, and my cock plunging into her again and again as I claimed her. Unlike the pleasurers I’d enjoyed in the past, I would never share her. Alana was mine.

“You like watching yourself fuck me?” she purred.

I growled and dragged my cock out until only the crown was inside her. I locked my eyes on hers. “I did not think you could take all of me.”

She arched her back, her own gaze dropping to watch me slowly thrust myself deep. “I love taking every bit of that thick cock, Raas.”

My body jerked at her words, and I rolled my head to one side and tried to hold onto my last shred of self-control. “Alana,” I said through gritted teeth, the word both a warning and a caress.

“Raas Bron,” she whispered, pulling my head down so that her lips