Page 44 of The Alien's Dream


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His kiss had been a drug, his taste an addiction.Already, she was trying to grab him back to her, so she could kiss him again.And again, and again.

She never wanted to stop kissing him.

More importantly, she wondered why the hell she hadn’t been kissing him from the very beginning.

They were both still wet from the sea, but the heat from the fire was quickly wicking away any lingering moisture.

“Vikan,” she breathed, her nipples tingling, herwholebodytingling.

It was their connection, she knew.This was what Vikan felt whenever he spoke of his Instinct, this crazed, lustful intensity, so thick that Taylor could hardly see straight.

All she knew was that she wanted him like she’d never wanted another male before.

“We will not mate this night, female,” he growled to her, when she rocked her hips up, her body acting of its own accord, trying to entice him.

Taylor almost groaned in frustration, her eyes falling to his hard, thick cock.Shimmering, opalescent pre-cum wet the head and she licked her lips, wanting to lap it up.

“Vrax,” she heard him curse under his breath and she knew that was playing with fire.

Vikan was a massive male, not only his cock but his body.He was approaching eight-feet-tall and probably weighed over three, possiblyfour, hundred pounds of pure muscle and bulk.

Just the thought of him losing control, giving into the aggression and need she sensed just beneath his surface, made her pussy wet.What would it be like to be at the mercy of all that power, of all that strength?What would it be like if he became nothing more than a wild male, giving into his animalistic need to mate, to fuck, toclaim?

I already know, she thought.In their future, he’d mated her like that.In her dreams, her visions, whatever the hell they were, Vikan had fucked her like a beast when she’d teased him beyond his tightly reigned control.

Even in the present, she could recall how he felt then.How thick and heavy his cock was, pounding between her thighs, giving her all of his aggression, his desire, his primal needs, before spilling his seed into her, marking her, making her his.

Taylor whimpered, squeezing her thighs, squirming on the floor of the cave.

She was remembering it all.

Already, the cave was heady and musky with the scent of arousal.Even Taylor could smell it, so she wondered how Vikan could stand it.

He didn’t wait much longer.He repeated, “We will not mate tonight, female, but I will pleasure you well.”Taylor’s back arched.“Do you want me to?”

“Yes!” she immediately cried out.“Vikan, stop talking andcome here.”

He made a sound in the back of his throat that sounded like an amused chortle.But he did as she ordered and knelt between her thighs, which she widened for him.

“Fates, luxiva,” he rasped, looking down at her body, illuminated by the firelight that played over her skin.There was no need to be self-conscious, she realized.The way that Vikan was looking at her left no room for questioning what he thought of her body.

His desire for her was written plainly across his face.As clear as a flashing neon sign.

In response, she spread her thighs wider so he could see the most intimate part of her.And as his gaze zeroed in on her sex, it amazed her how quickly they’d gone from kissing tothis.She hadn’t expected it when she’d asked to kiss him.But that kiss…

God, that kiss.

It had changed everything.

She’d played with fire and now she was about to getseared.

A moan tumbled from her throat when Vikan leaned forward and drew one of her peaked nipples between his lips.His dark hair spilled over his shoulder, caressing her body, the ends tickling her abdomen.Her back arched when he lightly ran his teeth over the sensitive bud, feeling her sex pulse in response.

He switched to her other breast, sucking and laving and devouring her, the pleasure so unbelievably intense.Taylor had never gotten off from having her breasts played with, but it felt like she was already on the verge of cumming and he hadn’t even touched her between her thighs, where she wanted him the most.

But her male was taking his sweet ass time getting there.

Because once he finished with her breasts, he licked a line with that wicked, ridged tongue down the valley between them, before dipping into her belly button and running the tips of his claws up her sides.The contrast between the warmth of his soft tongue and the pricking of his sharp claws made Taylor hold her breath, her clit throbbing like it never had before.