Page 7 of Rooting for Kiran (The Mate-Cute #1)
KIRAN
Thoughts of the steamy, sexy and worried, second-guessing variety bombard me as I rush around the greenhouse to close down and lock up.
A one-night stand goes against every single thing that tells you how to snag a partner in life. The two other human women I slept with in the past were obviously not my mates. I had been drinking both times and looking for a hookup, but neither of them knew the true me—the alien version—and that form will definitely show up with Thea tonight…
As a species, we decided not to tell the humans that our alien forms only appeared when becoming intimate with our mates. It’s something each of us swears secrecy to with our partners, as well, because that fact might be something that scares humans away from pursuing us, and again, many of us Dyv’i males prefer human companionship.
I’d have to find a way to convince her that this was something not to talk about, but how would I do that without revealing she’s meant to be with me forever?
If she’s up for a one-night stand, I doubt she’s looking for commitment right now. I’m desperate for a way to open her up to the idea.
So I’ll give her the hookup she’s looking for, determined to make it so good that she’ll have to come back for more.
“Where’s Willy? Is he better?” Thea asks, worry lacing her tone.
I grab him from behind the counter and hand him over to her so I can pull my shirt back on. While I know it’ll be coming back off very soon, February days in Michigan are still cold.
“He’s perfectly fine. Nothing a little alien power couldn’t fix.” I shoot her a wink as she begins walking beside me.
The lights on her car flash, hurting my pupils.
“I’ll just follow you, then?” She pulls her car door open and sets Willy inside before turning her attention back to me.
I stalk over to her, gently close the door, and flatten my body against hers so she’s sandwiched between me and her car. Then I box her in by placing both arms on the top of her vehicle and stare down at her. “If I only have one night to fuck you, Thea, you’ll be staying the night. You’ll get very little sleep, but you’ll get many orgasms. Now, lock your car, get your sexy ass in my truck, and let’s go. Willy will be fine until tomorrow.”
Her throat bobs with a big swallow, and I can’t help but lick my lips. Hopefully, I’ll get to watch her throat do that again as she gulps down my cum tonight.
“Do I need to run you past your house?”
She shakes her head. “Actually, no. I have an emergency bag in my trunk, just in case.”
I follow her around the rear of her car, then reach into the trunk as it opens, rip out the only purple duffle bag inside, slam it closed, and head straight to the truck. I have the bag tossed in the back and the passenger door open before she even has her car locked.
Thea struts over to me, the front of her skirt slightly bunching with her movement. Her arousal has been permeating my nostrils since she entered my shop. And now that I know I’ll get to be inside her throughout the night, the scent has taken over my senses.
“Your truck is very, um, tall,” she mumbles, her gaze moving between the step and the seat.
I wrap my hands around her waist and lift her, closing my eyes as I breathe in her aroma. “Buckle up,” I order.
Halfway through our journey, I notice it’s becoming increasingly more difficult for Thea to sit still. Reaching over, I slide my large hand between her strong thighs and spread her legs, pulling a gasp from her.
“Kiran, what are you doing?” Her question drips with attraction. She likes this.
I slowly trail my hand up the inside of her thigh, using my middle finger to pull her panties aside, and thrust my finger into her tight heat. “Fuck.” I grunt. “You’re soaked, baby.”
Thea moans. “That’s what you do to me, Kiran. Now, move your finger, please.”
It takes extreme effort to keep my eyes on the road, but since the rest of our ride is usually deserted, I quickly peel my other hand from the steering wheel to adjust the rearview mirror so that I can at least catch a glimpse of Thea in the throes of passion I’m providing her.
My left hand back on the wheel and my right hand inside my mate, I begin to pump my finger in and out of her, reaching deeper and deeper every time before I completely turn my hand so my palm is up to the sky and curl my finger to hit that special spot along the inside of her anterior wall.
She throws her hand over her mouth as her moans grow louder and closer together.
“Let me hear you, Thea. You’re close, I can feel it. Come for me. Come undone.”
Thea erupts with a scream, her walls clamping and spasming around my finger as more wetness drips out of her. Her breathing calms as her body relaxes. “That was…”
“Fucking hot,” I finish for her, pulling my hand from her body and sucking her cum from my fingers.