The Admiral and the Wildcat: Scifi Alien Romance by Mina Carter Page A

chest, the definition of his pecs taunting her to trace their lines. His stomach rippled with muscle, the washboard abs making her mouth water with the need to lick and kiss. A trim waist, slim hips and firm, horseman’s thighs framed the thick cock she’d had a taste of, and definitely wanted…no, needed…more of.
    “Like what you see?” he taunted, throwing her words back at her.
    “Hells yeah.” Lifting her hand, she beckoned to him and he stalked across the room. Not because she’d told him to… no, she didn’t think for a moment she was in control of this even if she had been while she’d had his cock in her mouth…but because he wanted to. It wasn’t a walk; it was the stalk of a dangerous predator fixated on his prey.
    Her .
    The shiver rolled the length of her body as he reached the bed and crawled over her. His gaze remained fixed on her face as he slid big hands up her legs, parting them to either side of his hips. Why hadn’t she noticed before that his palms weren’t soft? Instead, they were callused and rough as he swept one up the side of her thigh, the other hooking around her opposite ankle.
    With a nonchalant pull, not a line of effort showing on his face, he pulled her toward him. She bit back her squeak, watching him as he watched her.
    “This,” he bent forward, his hands tracing her curves until they reached her bust and cupped the full mound over her bra, “has to go.”
    She started to move, hands already trying to snake behind her back, but he stopped her with a little shake of his head.
    “What part of ‘my way’ did you not understand, kitten?” he asked. “You’re mine. Mine to unwrap, mine to tease…mine to fuck.”
    Hell…yeah. She could get down with that. His hands slid behind her back, practised fingers unhooking her bra and within a heartbeat it was gone. His eyes blazed, the heat of desire turning them white-hot, as he looked down at her. Her cheeks burned and she flinched, her hands about to lift to cover herself when his shot out to pin her wrists.
    “No. You’re beautiful. Don’t ever cover yourself in front of me.”
    She could have broken his hold, twisted out of his grip and dumped him on the floor with her foot in his throat. But she didn’t…instead she lay still and obedient beneath him. When her frame relaxed, he released her wrists and transferred his touch to her hips. He traced the lines of her waist up her body to the curve on the underside of her breast. She bit her lip, letting go of a shuddering breath. His touch left a trail of fire and she couldn’t help arching into him as he rubbed his thumbs over her nipples.
    “Ohhh…” Then he tweaked them and she gasped, the pleasure-pain shooting through her body right to her clit. Her hiss made him smile and he bent over to claim one nipple with his lips.
    Time lost all meaning as he suckled her. His mouth was warm, wet and utterly decadent. Fingers spearing through his short hair, she held him to her, her moans filling the air of the bedroom. He slid his hand back between her legs, finding her clit between already slick pussy lips, and teasing it mercilessly. Within a few strokes she gasped, surprised to find herself on the edge of release again.
    “Oh Lady… Fuck, how did you…” She’d never been ready so fast, not after having already come once. Ever. What had he done to her? Some sort of Terran witchcraft?
    He released her nipple with a wet pop.
    “Don’t you dare come,” he ordered, stroking her again.
    “How the fuck do you expect me to stop it with you doing that?” she shot back, the words trailing off into another moan. Trying to keep her hips still, she thought of anything but what he was doing, anything but what he was making her feel and the sensations that rolled through her body at his touch.
    “I mean it, Kelis. You don’t get to come unless it’s over my cock.”
    He moved, pulling his hand away and she gasped in relief. Only to whimper as he pushed her legs wider and