Page 11 of Krin (The Protectorate Warriors Alien Fated Mates #3)

Riley

EVERY TIME I THOUGHT about my gorgeous alien Captain, my mind went to the toe curling kisses Krin and I shared. They were like the perfect appetizer, hinting at the promising and delicious feast that awaited.

I was so turned on when we made out, I practically begged him to take me right there in the training ring. He kissed me like he was starving. It was absolutely mind-blowing!

Nobody had ever kissed me like that.

My mind still reeled from the things he said to me and what they meant. I wasn’t sure what to expect moving forward. There was a nagging worry within me that I wouldn’t be able to make Krin happy. What if things fizzled out once we had sex?

He’d probably had tons of women in his bed, how could I compare to them? Would I even be able to satisfy him?

Stop it, I told myself as I strolled down the hall to meet Aza. This would be over before it began if I let my fears get in the way. Krin wasn’t like the men back on Luna base. I just had to keep reminding myself that.

Just in case, I didn’t want to get my hopes up or anything, so I decided to focus instead on distracting myself.

Krin and I had made no definite plans, but I hoped he too was eager to continue our make-out session. All I knew was I wanted to do a lot more than kiss him next time.

Aza and I headed to the training ring to pass some time, where he promised to show me bladed weapon techniques. I also learned new skills using Protectorate weapons and fighting techniques, which was important to me. Even if I wasn’t working on the ship right now.

I had high hopes one day I’d be part of the Chetok’s crew.

Aza picked up a training dagger and turned to face me when he suddenly stopped. His tail twitched behind him as if on high alert.

His ears pricked up, and a smile appeared on his face.

Krin strolled into the room seconds later.

At the sight of him, there was a fleeting moment where I struggled to catch my breath. Then I wondered if Krin would be annoyed at me for hanging out with Aza again. The topic of me spending time with my new friend never came up.

My palms began to sweat as I imagined Krin following through on his promise to claim me. With him here, the question lingered in my mind: was I truly prepared to go after everything I had been dreaming of?

It seemed strange to think of myself as somebody’s mate. The longest relationship I had been in lasted for about six months. It went so wrong that I swore off relationships.

This was different. We were talking about Krin. An alien male who was unbelievably good-looking and unexpectedly sweet. Despite not knowing him well, I was certain he wouldn’t disappoint me.

As his K’sha, I was unsure of what the hunk expected from me. I hoped I wouldn’t disappoint him.

Krin didn’t seem upset to see Aza with me, thankfully. I did not want to argue with him again.

“I thought you might be here,” he said in his deep, dominant, Captain tone.

I greeted him with a cheerful smile as I smoothed my hair.

Aza quickly made an excuse to exit the room, while Krin remained fixated on me.

The intensity of my attraction to him was something I had never experienced before, and I couldn’t understand why it consumed me so completely. I had to admit I had no objections to exploring him...I mean the connection between us.

My senses were overwhelmed by Krin’s captivating presence, as if a magnetic force surrounded him. His appearance was intensified by his spicy, masculine scent, as well as his sculpted bare chest and form-fitting black trousers, making it hard to look away.

The turquoise alien made me feel things I’d never felt before. There was something he awakened in me I couldn’t put into words. Given that I hadn’t considered a long term relationship in years, it should have scared me, but it didn’t.

The craving to have his lips and hands on me was so strong, it seemed criminal. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, telling my libido to calm the hell down. Parts of me ached now that he was here.

God, I was totally into doing dirty things with this bad-ass warrior. My cheeks flushed and burned with heat.

I need to get myself under control or I will be begging him to fuck me right here.

“You interested in getting some exercise? Or are you here to scold me about still hanging out with Aza?” I murmured seductively.

Krin tilted his head to one side, as if considering my words. “I didn’t say you could not train with him. But I prefer he keeps his hands to himself. I dislike the idea of other males touching you.”

I smiled at this. There was only one guy—alien I wanted, and he was right here with me. “That’s fine. I don’t want other males touching me, either.” I chuckled, twirling my ponytail around my finger, giving him a once-over.

“You didn’t answer my question. Do you want to spar with me?” I winked.

He swallowed, his throat bobbing, before a sexy grin spread across his face. “Sure. I have the time to show you a few things.”

I placed my hands on my hips. “Good. Why don’t we start right now?”

My body was on fire at the thought of his hands all over me. I had spent weeks lusting after him, now all I wanted was to have him all to myself. In my bed. Or his. The specific location didn’t matter to me.

Krin’s eyes dropped to my lips, and I saw a subtle shift in his expression. “Yes...now is good.”

The effect Krin had on me was both intense and impossible to resist. I was dying to catch a glimpse of what was hidden underneath those pants.

I had a sense sex with the guy would be mind-blowing. And it wasn’t just because of what Grace said about Alaran males. Okay, the ribbed, vibrating peen thing was intriguing. But Krin had that special something that got me all hot and bothered unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.

Simply being near him made me feel tingles in my chest and elsewhere.

Maybe it was the mate thing, but I couldn’t be sure.

In an instant, my insecurities flooded back, leaving a lump in my throat. Given my history with men, I was hesitant to have high expectations for a relationship with Krin.

Not now, I scolded myself. I straightened, and pushed away the negativity. I couldn’t afford to dwell on my flaws right now.

In a swift motion, Krin seized a sword hanging on the wall and placed it in my hand. The cool metal sending a shiver up my arm.

Gripping the sword tightly, I was taken aback by its unexpected heaviness. With Aza, we’d discussed me using daggers. We hadn’t gotten to swords yet.

Krin skillfully maneuvered another sword with one hand, the blade slicing through the air with a swishing sound.

He stopped and looked over at me. “You try it with yours.”

It was quite impressive how he managed to keep a straight face while I struggled to mimic his movements. My lack of grace was clear in every clumsy move of the sword.

Replacing his sword on the wall, Krin silently moved to stand right behind me. I quivered in anticipation.

“I will show you how to hold and swing the blade correctly.” With a gentle touch, he reached around me and interlocked his fingers with mine, his body brushing against my back sending a wave of pleasure through me.

Heat pooled in my core, and I nearly melted on the spot.

Unlike my sweaty hands that made the sword’s hilt slippery in my palms. His hands were warm and steady.

Krin’s proximity and warmth of his body brushing against mine made me wish we’d just gone to his room and skipped all this.

It was too much.

His alluring masculine aroma nearly made me groan in delight. Biting my lips to keep my mouth shut, I rolled my eyes at myself. I’m clearly losing my mind.

I couldn’t resist taking a deep breath, closing my eyes to fully appreciate the rich, velvety timbre of his voice as he discussed the intricacies of sword fighting.

Without meaning to, my thoughts took a provocative turn, unleashing a flurry of vivid fantasies about all the sexy experiences I craved from him.

“Riley?” Krin’s breath brushed against my ear as he whispered.

Shit. Did he ask me something? “Um. Yes?”

A laugh escaped him. “Were you not paying attention?”

Oh yeah, I was totally paying attention to the enormous bulge poking into my lower back. His touch was so powerful that it sent a wave of shivers down my spine.

A soft moan escaped my lips, and my eyelids fluttered closed again. I savored the delicious sensation of his warm, hard body pressing against my back only for him to let go.

My throat felt parched, as if all the moisture had been sucked out, while a throbbing sensation pulsed in my groin.

My eyes popped open when Krin carefully took the sword from my hands. He returned it to its rightful place on the wall before meeting my gaze.

His erection was impossible to miss, as the usual bulge in his tight trousers had become twice as large. Damn, his size was truly impressive. The sight was a treat for the eyes, and I found myself captivated.

My heart raced as his lips formed a seductive grin and his intense gaze ignited a roaring fire within me.

“While I try to take you down, I want you to defend yourself,” he spoke with his customary Captain’s tone of authority. Gone was the hesitant warrior I’d spoken to the day before.

His lips curled in the corners. Despite the growing lust consuming us, he seemed intent on pretending everything was normal.

Yeah, no. Don’t think so. Sporting a cheeky grin, I braced myself for his frontal assault, swallowing to wet my dry throat. My entire body ached with longing.

Krin was totally focused on my lips, and I playfully ran my tongue over them.

My warrior mate swiftly overpowered me, pinning me to the floor with a burst of speed.

In that moment, everything seemed to pause, and our eyes locked in an intense silent conversation. His body hovered over mine as he straddled me, holding my arms down on each side without hurting me.

He leaned in closer. Our breaths mingled as my pulse picked up.

“You were supposed to stop me.” A sexy smile spread across his face.

I gazed up at him. “Maybe I don’t want to.” I placed my hands on each side of his head to pull his face toward me.

Krin leaned in, and our lips collided in a long, sensual kiss. I threaded my fingers through his hair while our tongues intertwined. Seconds passed as the kissing grew more passionate.

He pulled back, panting.

“Shall we get out of here?” he asked, his voice husky with desire.

I nodded, pulling my lip between my teeth as my lady bits throbbed.