“Since before I saw your face, female,” he answered and she knew it was honest.He’d only ever been honest with her.“I heard your voice and wanted you then.”
“What did you imagine?” she couldn’t help but ask, feeling breathless, aroused, yet undecided about what she would do with the blade.
Devix leaned down and Cara gasped when a small bead of blue blood welled from his neck.“Lower your blade, female, and I will show you.”
“I—I won’t have sex with you,” she found herself saying.
He purred, “I can still pleasure you.”
Who is this?she thought, dazed.Certainly it wasn’t her surly, broody alien captor.
Something about him was different that day.He seemed…less tense about something.
Her grip on the blade wavered and Devix ground his hips down hard, gyrating against her core.Cara let out a shuddery moan, little fireworks of pleasure erupting throughout her body.
“Does that feel good, female?” he murmured.
Oh, wicked male, she thought, half-pissed, half-delighted.He knew perfectly well that it felt damned amazing.
“W-what’s gotten into you?” she asked.
“I have decided not to fight this,” he told her.Again, honest.“I need you.”
And goddammit, Cara needed him too.She needed him between her thighs, thrusting that hard, thick cock inside her until she felt like herself again.
But they couldn’t have sex.Sex was…complicated.Her future was uncertain and she couldn’t forget that he played a large part in this whole mess.
But why couldn’t she at least get a few orgasms from him?It might help to take the edge off, might help relax and focus her.
Besides, he was offering.
And Cara couldn’t deny that she was more than a little curious about what fooling around with him would be like.
With a deep inhale, she made her decision.Slowly, ever so slowly, she lowered the blade from his neck, judging his reaction carefully.His pupils flared as she set the blade down on the rubber mat.
Before she could draw another breath…Devix sliced through her tunic with a single claw, from the neckline, all the way to the hem.
It was sexy as hell, making her squirm beneath him.Then, he sliced through the pants she’d sewed together.
“Hey!”
“I will give you more material,” he growled, ripping the pants off her body so fast she didn’t realize she was completely naked until she felt his heat against her.
He had her nude in record time and he hissed out a long breath, eyes raking over her in blatant male appreciation, as she lay there, bared to him.
“Luxiva,” he growled, leaning down to nudge his forehead against her own, in a small gesture she found…sweet.Her heart fluttered in her chest, so close to him that she could see he had silver flecks in his eyes.“You are…unparalleled.”
Then he moved.He was careful of his horns as he navigated down her body.Cara gasped when his roughened fingertips, warm against her skin, stroked the tips of her nipples, back and forth, back and forth, gently at first before adding more delicious pressure.
“Devix,” she whispered, before his mouth latched onto one peak, pulling and sucking one breast.
And then his tongue lapped at her and Cara jerked…because his tongue wasridged.It felt like he had small hardened knobs all over it and it felt so damned amazing that wetness leaked from her, coating her inner thigh.
“Yes, baby,” she breathed, her hands shifting over his back, tugging his shirt up to feel his skin.He unlatched his lips briefly to rip the material off, baring his muscled chest and abdomen to her, before returning to her other breast, laving it with his tongue.
It felt like he was worshipping her, Cara thought.He tongued her breasts and sucked on her nipples with an intensity that bordered on obsession, as his fingertips traced down her sides, to below her belly button, to the tops of her thighs…but never where she needed him the most.
Eventually, Cara grew impatient, squirming beneath him when the pleasure made her movements urgent.
