Page 47 of The Alien Warrior's Vow

Nothing except his blue skin and muscles.

Whole.

Unblemished.

Amusement in her voice, Eema studied him with her startlingly blue eyes. Thick lashes bounced up and down. “Lans, what are you doing?”

“Wh—where am I?”

“In our home, silly.” She laughed, a tinkling, musical sound.

Lans blinked in confusion. “Home?”

“Yes.” She played with a strand of his hair and stared lovingly at him. “Home.”

“Neh.”

“Neh?” She arched a slim eyebrow.

He sat up completely. The large bed creaked with the movement. His gaze swept his surroundings. The large furnishings. The open windows. The paintings on the wall.

He recognized this place.

This was the home he’d grown up in.

The home he’d shared with his mother and father before…

Lans dug his fingers into the damp sheets that smelled like Eema’s essence.

He did not know how he was so sure of that, but he was.

Her scent lingered on his skin.

On his lips.

He had tasted her sweetness.

“This cannot be right.” Lans rasped.

“This is so right it’s wrong.” Emma rose on her knees. The soft blue tunic she wore matched her eyes. Pressing behind him, she flattened both hands on his shoulders and slid them down his chest, leaving skitters of electricity everywhere she brushed. “Do you have any idea how much I love you? Even if you drive me crazy sometimes.” Her hands wrapped around his neck.

Lans expected her to choke him.

She did not.

Instead, she took the lobe of his ear into her mouth and sucked it.

Heat exploded in his heras.

“E-Eema…” He groaned.

She released his ear and whispered, “Intera-won, Lans.”

“What?”

One corner of her full lips tilted up. Crawling on her hands and knees, she moved in front of him and straddled his lap. Her heat poised right over his hardness and he nearly roared from the way his body throbbed in response.

“Do you want me, my warrior?” Eema teased, gazing at his lap before looking up again. “Will you pump me full of your seed?” She bucked her hips against his, rubbing hard on him. “I want you, Lans. And I want another brood.”