Just My Luck - Excerpt
It ends now.
Every cell in my body went on red alert. Uh-oh. I unfastened my harness and scrambled out of the chair. My frantic gaze searched for some place to hide. Damn, did it have to be such an itty bitty ship?
With unhurried movements, Talree undid his harness and stood.
I stared up at him. Did he have to be so fucking big? Why me? There have to be thousands of women on your world begging for the chance to be with you.
Something primal and carnal flared to life in his fierce stare. I desire only you.
Yeah, well, disappointment’s a bitch, but you’ll get over it.
I jumped as invisible fangs suddenly nipped at my neck. Stay the hell away from me.
Phantom hands caressed my breasts and a thumb feathered my nipples. My body clenched in reaction.
Come to me.
I took an involuntary step forward as liquid fire raced through my body. No! I backed up as the horrible truth hit me. If he took me, I would be his forever. I don’t have sex with strangers.
Not a stranger. I am your mate.
I shuddered as a ghostly mouth began sucking my right nipple. We’re not even the same species. Our parts won’t fit.
They will fit.
I hissed as mental fingers slid down my stomach and glided between my legs. An electric shock jerked my body as the fingers penetrated me. Stop it, you horny bastard.
But you are such a tasty meal. He moved towards me, a predator stalking his prey. Take off your clothes.
No. I moaned as the fingers moved deeper inside me and my body began to vibrate with need.
A hot tongue licked my clit. I clenched my fists as lightning arced through me. Another lick and my knees buckled. I crumpled to the floor as I rode a crest of pleasure so intense I thought I would explode. “Oh, God. Oh, God, I’m so screwed.”
Yes. Talree tilted my head up and fastened his mouth on mine. Whoa! Kissing was universal. Who knew?
A growl of annoyance sounded in my head as Talree’s tongue invaded, tasted, possessed. He began thrusting into my mouth, the rhythm matching the movement deep inside me.
I was dimly aware of him unbuttoning my shirt. A part of me was screaming blue bloody murder. Another part of me welcomed his invasion, embraced it.
My mom’s voice suddenly echoed in my head. ‘Kaylee, sweetie, a lady does not allow a guy to tongue fuck her on the first date.’ Mom? Omigod! What was I doing? I fought off his sensual web and jabbed my thumb into the hollow in his neck.
Talree made a funny choking noise and released me. Hot dang! It worked. I scrambled to my feet and made a mad dash for the weapons locker.
With a roar of fury, he lunged after me and grabbed my arm. I twisted, used his
forward momentum against him and hurled him over my shoulder.
He bounced off the wall and rolled to his feet. A mocking laugh filled my head, Nice move, little one. But it will not save you.
He vanished and a second later massive arms wrapped around me, lifting me off my feet. Cheater!
I kicked wildly as he shucked off my boots and pants. No! I won’t be raped.
Not rape. Claiming. His mind ruthlessly seized control of me, branding me, claiming me body and soul until it was impossible to know where he started and I ended. His hands and mouth moved over me possessing, consuming every inch of my skin.
My body convulsed as he thrust inside me. Something struck my womb and penetrated it. I screamed as corkscrews of fire ravaged my body.
Mine, Talree roared in my head, bucking into me again and again. The world shattered and spun away.
Spasm after spasm shook me as I fought to get my breath back and my swirling senses under control. Lordy. Was it possible to die from sex?
I hurt in unexpected places and the knowledge that he could take control of my mind scared the living bejesus out of me. I had to get away from him.
Hard hands clamped around me. Still, you fight me.
I opened my eyes and glared at him. Get off me.
You are my mate. The bond we now forge is unbreakable.
Unbreakable! You mean… A till death do us part kinda thing?
Yes, my touch will become necessary. You will come to crave it.
Not happening. I gasped as something inside me hardened and grew larger. He began to move, possession in every stroke.
I whimpered as explosions of pleasure overrode my survival instincts. I couldn’t stop myself from moving with him, touching him, kissing him. Our minds merged and we became as one.
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