Entered in the Alien Bride Lottery by Margo Collins (easy readers txt) 📕

And no matter what happened, Cav would be able to attend his spy school next year.

Vos set his chin in one hand and tapped his fingers against his mouth as his narrowed gaze flickered back and forth between us. Slowly, he nodded, and then sat up straight. “Agreed,” he said briskly. “I will contact Tiziani and tell him the duel has been converted to a game.”

“Will he refuse the new terms?” I asked.

“He won’t know our terms. There’s no need.” Vos turned to the viewscreen beside him and began flipping through option. “I will set the duel for tomorrow afternoon and will contact you when the arrangements are finalized.”

“I can’t believe you did that,” I said, once the secretary had again escorted us to the outer corridor and closed the office door behind him.

Cav’s cheeks turned a dark blue, and I wondered if that was his version of a blush. “I couldn’t allow that puffed-up Lorishi carrion slug to claim you. Not under any circumstances.”

“But you didn’t have to make them agree to send me home if you won,” I said quietly.

His blue blush deepened, and he gave an embarrassed shrug. “Yeah, I did. I want you to have whatever you most want.”

And isn’t that the truest definition of love that exists? the voice inside my mind insisted.

“Anyway,” Cav continued, “your offer to marry me if I lose is insane. You know Vos will do everything in his power to make sure I can’t win.”

Now I was the one who shrugged. “If you stayed here through the next Bride Games, you’d lose your chance to go to your spy school. Forever.”

His gaze searched mine, and again I pushed back the insistent voice clamoring inside my head, repeating its new definition. Love: wanting the best for someone else even if it means you don’t get what you want.

Suddenly, the idea of him losing this stupid duel made bile crawl up my throat. Not because I was anxious about having to marry him—oddly, that didn’t seem like the horrible fate it had before—but because I was worried Tiziani would hurt him.

For that matter, I was concerned that he might win the duel—for the same reason. Even if he won, he was likely to be injured, and I didn’t want to see him hurt.

“Walk me back to my chambers?” I asked.

“Of course.” Cav took my hand as if it were the most natural thing in the world. In two worlds.

And maybe it was.

All the way back to my room, I considered what I was planning.

It was probably foolish.

But at the end of the duel, I would either marry this beautiful, kind, thoughtful alien, or I would head home, never to see him again.

And I wasn’t even sure which I really wanted.

But I did know one thing.

I wanted him.

My body still ached from the spanking ceremony, in all the best ways. So when we arrived at my door, I opened it without letting go of his hands.

He followed me but didn’t move otherwise.

If I was going to do this, I needed to be my most forward self. I had never met anyone I wanted to be this open with before. “I want to see what we’re like together.”

“You do?”

“Yes.” My voice dropped down into a range that was pure sex. And I could feel Cav’s response to it. The air around us turned electric, causing all the tiny hairs on my body to stand on end.

He didn’t move, but his eyes devoured me. “I need this to be your choice,” he rasped.

So I stepped up to him, wrapping my arms around him as far as I could, holding his waist and tugging him close to my body. “Believe me, it is.” I tilted my head up to him. “Kiss me.”

Cav gathered me to him, lifting me off the ground to hold me, his hands cupping on my ass as he teased my lips with his tongue, urging me to open them. I wrapped my legs around him.

It was as good as I could have possibly imagined.

He trailed kisses down my neck, sending chills racing up and down my spine and my arms.

As tightly as we were holding one another, I felt his huge cock getting harder, pressing through his kilt-like uniform, the tip pressing against the core of me.

Damn, I wanted this man. This alien. I had believed I wanted David, back on Earth. But my attraction to the human man was nothing compared to the way my body reacted to Cav.

With a breathless little moan, I pulled my mouth away from Cav’s. “This is exactly what I planned when I invited you in.”

“I’m glad you did.” His eyes were heavy, dark with lust. He leaned in and took my earlobe gently between his teeth, then played with the shell of my ear with his tongue. I moaned, aching for him to touch me even more.

“Are we being filmed right now?” I managed to whisper.

He glanced around the tiny room with its human-sized bed. “There and there,” he said, pointing to two spots on opposite walls that looked just like the rest of the room to me.

“Can you do anything about that?”

Cav’s grin gleamed in the partial darkness. “Definitely.” With a quick step, he moved to the first wall and punched through it, revealing some kind of small electronic setup with a silver orb floating in the center. One twist and he had it out of the wall. He repeated the process on the other side of the room, then took both orbs into the hallway, where he stomped on them, leaving crushed bits of metal strewn across the floor.

“There,” he said when he returned. “No more cameras.”

“Good,” I said, taking his hands and pulling him toward the bed. Then I stopped and began stripping off the short dress Drindl and Plofnid had talked me into that morning.

When I wore nothing but my lacy bra and the tiny thong he’d already seen, I began trying to figure out the closures on his