Enticed by the Alien Warrior by Hope Hart (spiritual books to read .TXT) 📕

of my neck, and I shudder as warmth blossoms in my stomach.

“Choose, Vivian.”

Something about the way he says my name makes me giddy.

“Yes.”

The word is barely out before he’s hauling me back toward my bed again. He begins undoing my dress, kissing every inch of my bare skin as it’s revealed, and I sigh, squirming against him.

My dress drops to the floor, and I’m suddenly in nothing except the thin stockings Cauri insisted I wear. I reach back, wanting him to be just as naked as I am. But his hands are on my body, pushing and pulling until I’m where he wants me—on all fours. I blush as I glance over my shoulder, finding him standing behind me, still as stone.

His eyes are burning as he stares at my pussy and ass. “No underwear for you, then?”

I smile. “They’re too confining.”

Something like pain crosses his face. “Now every time I look at you, I’ll know you’re naked under those dresses.”

I grin, and it’s probably smug, because his eyes heat further.

“You enjoy making me lose focus?”

My grin widens. He drives me out of my mind. Why shouldn’t I do the same to him?

“Filthy female,” he murmurs, his eyes glinting with lust.

I blush harder, and I almost move, hopelessly embarrassed.

“Don’t,” he says.

I bury my face in the blanket as he positions himself behind me, his mouth finding me as he licks and plays, flicking my clit as he inserts two fingers into me. I groan into the blanket, and then his hand is in my hair, encouraging me to lift my head.

“I want to hear you.”

That somehow drives me higher, and he rewards my moans with long strokes of his tongue.

My orgasm unfurls from my center, shimmering through my body until I collapse, gasping.

Arix leans over and nibbles along my neck while I rub myself against him, attempting to align myself with the huge cock I glimpsed a few minutes ago. I’m not sure exactly how he plans to fit that thing in my vagina, but I’m up for the challenge.

Arix growls and hauls me back up to my hands and knees, plunging into me without warning. My hands reach out, scrabbling at the blanket as I clamp down around him, immediately on edge again.

He circles his hips, hitting all the spots inside me that make me moan, and then he’s clutching my hips in his huge hands, holding me still as he slams inside me. He’s impossibly big in this position, and I open my mouth, about to protest, but he slips his hand down to my clit and all thought leaves my brain.

He lets out a growl as I tighten around him, and then he’s the one losing that control he’s so fond of. He pulls me up onto my knees, one hand on my breast, the other on my clit, as he grinds himself into me. He plays with my nipple and then moves that hand up, circling my throat, his touch possessive.

“Mine,” he growls, and the word throws me over, making me shudder in his arms as pleasure rips through every inch of my body. He thrusts twice more and then stills, breathing heavily as he pulls me even closer.

I don’t know whether to chide him for his arrogance or high-five him for being right.

He did give me more pleasure than I ever felt before. We’re both still gasping as he pulls out of me, and I feel immediately empty as he moves away.

He runs one hand along my spine with a hum, and then he disappears for a moment before reappearing with a damp cloth, which he presses between my legs while I attempt not to blush. From his low laugh, he can tell just how embarrassed I am.

“Shit. We didn’t use a condom.”

His face is blank as I roll over, and he’s still gloriously naked, hardening once more as his gaze finds my breasts and seems to get stuck there. He plucks at my nipple, and I groan.

His eyes light, and I raise my hand, covering his mouth as he leans down.

“Protection. No babies, remember?”

Understanding flashes across his face, and he pulls my hand away. “I will have a tonic sent to you tonight with dinner. It’s made with the petals of a flower with contraceptive properties. If you take it each day, you will not conceive.”

I sigh. I barely know Arix, but for some reason, I trust him with this. Something tells me he’d be as panicked about a surprise baby as I would be.

I stroke my hands over his shoulders, fascinated by the green-and-blue scales that gleam in the light.

He’s waiting for me to answer, and I nod, waving a hand the way I’ve seen him do when he’s sitting on his throne.

“Proceed.”

He grins at that, leaning down and taking my nipple in his mouth. I groan, and he chuckles, sliding his hand back down to the wet heat of me.

I don’t think again for the rest of the night.

Chapter Seven

Arix

I wake, frowning as I realize I’m hard as rock, my body wrapped around a female. I scowl. I always ensure the females I take to bed have left my chambers before I sleep.

The female in question lets out a low hum in her sleep, and I harden even further. I open my eyes, pushing aside blonde hair.

Vivian.

I’m in her rooms. I fell asleep with a female. This never happens.

Vivian shifts, letting out a small groan, and I run my hand over her head.

She blinks open her eyes, gazing at me blearily, as if confused that I’m in her bed.

My teeth clench.

She glances around her, as if confirming we’re indeed in her room, and I narrow my own eyes.

“You’re still here?” She slaps her hand over her mouth. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that to sound as rude as it came out.”

“Nothing dents a male’s ego like being asked that very question in his own castle,” I murmur, and she smirks at me.

I lean down, kissing her smirk away, and she sighs against