Rescued by the Alien Warrior by Hope Hart (motivational books for students .txt) 📕

son. How could he not? But by offering that scared, lonely seven-year-old a choice in exchange for being raised by him, he made it clear the home he offered came with strings. Do as Calix said, live the life he wanted him to lead, and Tagiz would have a home.

Tagiz kisses my forehead. Then my cheek. Then he gently brushes my lips with his before working his way down my neck, making me squirm in need as his warm breath tickles the shell of my ear.

I shiver against him, and he lets out a low laugh as I arch, my hands reaching for him in an attempt to drag him closer.

He takes both my wrists in one hand, holding them between us.

“My turn,” he murmurs. He leans down, and his lips are hungry, demanding more as his tongue conquers my mouth. I attempt to lift my hands again, ridiculously turned on as he squeezes my wrists gently, making it clear he’s the one in charge.

His eyes are dark as he slowly pulls away, and I lick my lips. He lets out a rough curse before immediately taking my mouth again.

Suddenly, he’s pushing back the furs, his gaze once again drinking in my naked body.

My cheeks burn, and he continues kissing his way down, stopping to nuzzle at my breasts, his tongue flicking each nipple until they’re both hard and aching, desperate for more.

“Tagiz,” I groan, and he licks at my lower belly, right above my pubic bone, then blows cool air over my skin.

My thighs clench.

His hand finally releases my wrists, and I fist the furs beneath me as he moves his attention further south.

His hand cups me like he owns me, a low growl leaving his throat as his fingers slide through my wetness, making me beg.

“Tagiz, please.”

“You rushed me last night, little healer. I was like an untried warrior as I got lost in the wonders of your body. Now I get to explore you properly.”

I groan as he pinches my clit. “Explore me later.”

He laughs. And then he’s settling between my thighs, inhaling the scent of me as my cheeks burn. He pushes my thighs further apart, and his tongue plunges into me, making me cry out at the sudden pleasure.

I rock into him, and his hands come up, holding my hips. He makes it clear he’s in control and I’m just along for the ride.

And God, it’s sexy.

His tongue rolls in firm circles along my clit, and my eyes slide shut as he pushes one large finger inside me.

“Open your eyes,” he murmurs against me. “See who makes you feel like this, little healer.”

I crack open my eyes, and he rewards me with more licking, more sucking, as another finger joins the first, and he angles them until he’s flicking my G-spot.

My breath catches in my throat, and I let out long moan as he uses the edge of his teeth on my clit, plunging his fingers into me at the same time.

I choke on my gasp.

He spreads my thighs even wider as he moves up my body, his jaw tight. I can feel him, hard and throbbing against my stomach, and I’m instantly desperate for him to be inside me again.

He moves up one of my legs until it’s almost over his shoulder, and I cry out as he slides straight into me, not stopping until his balls are pressed up against me. He feels so big, filling me up until I don’t know where I end and he begins.

He doesn’t hesitate, instantly rocking into me, his pubic bone hitting my clit with each thrust. He’s almost too big in this position, my hips angled up to allow him to hit spots inside me that haven’t been hit before. But I’m so turned on, and his fingers pinch my nipple as he grinds into my clit. I begin to shake.

“Oh God…”

He laughs again, but it’s clear from his tight jaw that he’s barely holding on to his control.

I want to see him lose it.

I meet his thrusts, and he grinds down harder, almost in retaliation. He fists my hair, and the slight pain is enough to throw me over the edge as he rams into my G-spot, slamming into my clit at the same time.

I come so hard I see stars, and I can’t even talk as he continues to thrust, immediately sending me back into nirvana.

He lets out a long, low growl, stilling as he empties himself into me. He buries his head in my neck, and I bring up my hands, clutching at him, reveling in the weight of his body on top of mine. He’s careful not to crush me, and after a long moment, he rolls over until I’m sprawled on top of his chest.

“Wow” is all I can say.

His hand cups my butt possessively, and we lie silently, dozing for a while. Then he groans.

“I must go,” he murmurs. “I have a meeting with Rakiz at sundown.”

With a sigh, I watch him pull on his pants.

I feel more rested than I have in weeks, and I realize for the first time in longer than I can remember that I didn’t dream.

I’m still exhausted, but obviously the key to a good nap is being wrapped in Tagiz’s arms.

I snort at that, and Tagiz glances at me. I feel suddenly awkward.

“What are we, Tagiz?”

He reaches for his shirt, and as he pulls it on, my gaze gets stuck on his chest. I drag my attention up to his face, noting the hesitant way he glances at me.

Nothing has changed, I realize. Even after seeing how we are together, he’s still going to go along with his father’s plans and spend the rest of his life with a woman he considers just a friend.

“Can we discuss this later? I’m sorry, Zoey, but I must go.”

I nod, my mind racing as he leans over and presses a kiss to my forehead.

I’ve been an idiot. But enough is enough. I have plenty to focus on