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

He strides toward me, pulling me into his arms. “Tell me you’re serious, little healer.”

I nod. “I’m sorry it took so long for me to get it. I have shit in my past that made it difficult for me to trust you. But I do. Trust you, I mean. I trust you more than anyone I’ve ever met. You helped me live—in every way that counts. You gave me something to live for, and I was so scared, so fucking terrified I was going to lose you, that I shut down. I could barely look at you because the thought of you being mated to someone else, even if you didn’t want it…”

Tears are rolling down my face, and Tagiz wipes away each one, his expression fierce.

“I would wait a lifetime for you, little healer. I would wait until I was about to take my last breath if I knew your face would be the last thing I see.”

I hiccup out a sob, and he smiles down at me. Then he wraps those strong arms around me, surrounding me with his citrus-and-wood scent. I nuzzle in close, and something in my chest relaxes.

“God,” I manage to get out. And then I just stand there, surrounded by him as he leans down and rests his chin on my head, blocking out the whole universe.

He gives me a few moments before stepping back and swinging me up until I’m cradled in his arms.

I shriek as my feet leave the ground. “What are you doing?”

“Taking you back to my kradi before you change your mind.”

I laugh. “I’m not changing my mind, you fool. Put me down.”

I gaze up at his face, and his lower lip juts out just the tiniest bit at my demand as he strides away from the stream and toward the kradis.

I want to bite it.

“You’re mine now,” he says. “That means you live with me.”

“Whoa, someone is turning into a caveman.”

He stops and stares down at me. “You said you were mine.”

I raise one hand, trailing it over the scruff of his cheek. “I am.”

“Good.” He continues walking.

I manage to block out the curious eyes on us because I’m so damn entranced by the mix of stubborn determination and obvious lust on his face.

Within a couple of minutes, he’s stepping into his kradi and striding straight to the furs where we first made love.

My heart is beating so hard I can hear it in my ears. I’m panting out each breath, and I reach for him as he reaches for me, desperate to feel him inside me.

He takes my mouth, and I revel in the feel of him. His tongue strokes against mine, his hand cupping my head, holding me in place for him. I raise my hands to pull him even closer, and he catches my wrists in one of his hands.

I moan out a protest, and he chuckles against my mouth, slowly moving away. His eyes are as dark as I’ve ever seen them and full of triumph.

He raises my hands over my head until I’m clutching at a pillow above me.

“Hold on and don’t let go.”

I pout, wanting to rip his clothes off, and he leans down and nips at my lower lip.

“Do you trust me?”

“You know I do.”

“Then keep your hands up there.”

It takes all my self-control not to move my hands as he begins stripping off his clothes. And I let out a sound as he turns to my dress, slowly pulling it off my body. I raise my hands, just to see what he’ll do, and he instantly presses them back down.

“Next time I’ll tie them,” he warns.

We both blink at the moan that leaves my throat at that idea.

He throws his head back and laughs. Moments later, he’s wrapping some kind of material around my wrists and looping it around something above my head. It’s loose enough I can escape if I need to, but the look in Tagiz’s eyes…

I’ve never been wetter.

He lets out a growl as he finishes removing my dress, his mouth immediately exploring my breasts. One hand finds the soaked heat of me, and he meets my eyes as I blush.

“You’re perfect.”

He doesn’t waste any time, moving his head down until his lips are grazing my clit and my thighs are clenching as I groan. He laps at me, teasing me until I’m begging for more, and then he pushes one large finger inside me, swirling his tongue around my clit like he’ll never get enough.

I want to bury my hands in his hair and pull him closer, and I twist my hips, but I’m completely powerless.

It’s that thought that makes me explode, his name falling from my lips as the orgasm rips through my body.

I’m still trembling from the aftershocks when he slides inside me, not stopping until he’s buried deep and I’m filled with him. He presses kisses against my face and then moves, driving his hips and grinding into my clit with each thrust.

I lose track of time, only focused on the feeling of him deep within me, driving me higher and higher. His gaze meets mine, and my throat tightens. I’m going to be staring into those eyes every day for the rest of my life.

He takes my mouth again, twisting his hips, and I gasp out a curse.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God,” I chant, already close to coming again. He laughs, but the sound is strangled, and I throw my head back, clamping down around him. I shake through the best orgasm of my life as he empties himself inside me, burying his head in my shoulder as I attempt to catch my breath.

Epilogue

Zoey

I glance up from my worktable as someone calls my name.

“Ellie! How are you?”

She grins at me. “Deep in thought?”

I laugh as I continue mixing the salve I’m working on. “I have a meeting with Nevada and Rakiz later. Just thinking about what to do about the Dokhalls. There was another attack today. Weirdly, they’re not going