“That would be best.” His body was reacting to the closeness of hers. She was short but her body seemed to align to his perfectly. Images of them naked on a bed with her beneath him raced through his head. He had to leave or he would take her here and now. She had other ideas.
“I wanted to ask you something but…I can’t seem to think of it now.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his.
“Perhaps you can contact me later, when you think of it…over the comm link.”
She leaned up and nibbled on his chin. “Or…we could spend more time together, alone, and it will probably come to me eventually.”
More time with her? He didn’t even realize he had moved his hands to her hips and was pulling her against his arousal. He wanted to feel their naked flesh against each other. He had to end this. Then his thoughts fled his mind when her lips touched his.
She was tentative, unsure, and that made him feel protective of her. He bent down to give her more access and opened his mouth. The moment their tongues met, he could swear that the room spun and he saw stars. He leaned against the wall, grateful it helped hold him up.
The taste of her sweet lips was temptation he couldn’t refute. He had to have her, have more of her. He lifted her up and turned them so that her back was against the wall. Pressing his lower half against her, he moved like he was fucking her—something he had been dreaming of since first meeting the stubborn female.
“LemAN,” she moaned into his mouth.
Hearing his name on her lips nearly undid him. He quickly took her straps from her shoulder and lowered them so he could reach inside. She had underclothing on: a little white piece of fabric that he wanted to explore more later. Right now he needed to touch her. He moved his hand past the thin fabric and sought her little nub of nerves.
“Oh…oh my God,” she moaned, arching her hips closer to him.
Inserting a finger inside her, he noticed how tight she was. He moved deeper inside, adding another finger. Her inner walls vibrated with need and he sought the inner bundle of nerves he had heard about. Once he found it, he massaged her with each stroke. He knew when she was getting close to her release when he felt the small crescents of her nails in his shoulders through his clothes.
“Fuck yes!”
It was the most beautiful sight to see her find her release. He felt her coating him with her juices, and he pulled his hand out, raising it to his lips and sucking his fingers. He closed his eyes at the scent and taste of her, surprised at how addicting it was.
Goddess, how he wanted this female. He wanted to take her back to his quarters and kiss and touch every inch of her. He wanted to make her his so that no other male would dare try to take her from him.Make her his mate.
That last thought was like a bucket of cold water being dumped on his head. He couldn’t take her as a mate. He would never have another mate again. Not after LoraLI. He held Teagan’s shoulders and moved away from her.
“That should not have happened.”
“What?” She looked up at him, dazed and with a satisfied look on her face. Her overalls hung low on her hips, threatening to fall completely off.
He moved farther away and went to the door. “Come, I’ll make sure you make it back to your quarters.”
She came out of the closet and shoved past him. “I don’t need your help, asshole!”
“What did you call me?” He was stunned and a little turned on by her attitude.
“Sorry—Commander Asshole! I’ll see you at the docking bay when it’s time to leave.” She stormed off and he could do nothing but stare at her ass as it swayed back and forth. Now that he’d had a taste of her, he would never forget.
What have I done?
