Page 45 of The Intergalactic Duke's Inconvenient Engagement
“In old Earth days, when a duke caught some innocent maiden and had sex with her, it was called deflowering,”she told him. Her voice trembled just a bit, and she wasn’t sure why. Shewantedhim to want her.
“Deflowering sounds shortsighted and unnecessary.” He released the crushed petal and plucked another drifting petal from the air, slowly fisting the fragile material. “A flower can be enjoyed without any willful destruction.”
She caught her breath as he rumpled a few more petals into suspended globesof ruffled tissue, hovering around her like orbiting mauve moons. “Maybe dukes back then were just cruel monsters.”
“Alien dukes are merely arrogant, or so I hear.” He floated one of the widest petals over the moons, capturing them. Then he clamped his hands around her waist and lifted her.
She braced herself on his shoulders, but he only spun her a single step and settled her lightly on thefloating petals. With a gasp, she tightened her hands on him when the raft of gauze jounced under her weight.
With a flick of his fingers, the rest of the gown glided away, leaving her lounging in the shortest slip imaginable. The last leaf of tissue wrapped around her figure, the almost transparent fabric clinging to her curves. He growled low in his throat and spun her on her petal cloud floatingin the air. He wedged his big body between the petals until his hips parted her knees. Skimming his hands up her inner thighs, he opened her legs, nudging closer.
The blaze of his hot stare sent a flush through her whole body that rebounded to her exposed core. He framed his hands in a diamond around her labia, spreading her legs wider. When he dipped his head between her knees, she had halfa heartbeat to draw a shocked breath before his tongue delved inside her.
With a strangled cry, she bucked up into him. Her petal cloud seemed to take that as invitation to lift her higher, or maybe it was his hands under her ass. She clutched at the pieces of her gown, feeling the soft buzz of the anti-gravity devices hidden within. It was like a full-body vibrator. And his tongue…
She archedback as he traced her slick folds with a hungry groan and ended with a suckle at her throbbing clit. “Raz,” she whimpered. Not caring if she fell off her cloud—hell, she’d probably just keep floating right on up to the stars—she reached for him.
He resisted her grasping fingers. “You like this kind of kiss,” he said with smug satisfaction. “I can tell.”
So arrogant. For a guy who’d been shockedat her tongue in his mouth the first time, he’d gotten over his shyness with impressive thoroughness. She thrashed her head against the soft puff of her cloud, and the diadem of crystals strung across her brow caught the watery glow through the scrambler to send soft-focus bokeh lights gleaming over his rapt expression.
Arrogant but giving, alien but still she wanted him.
She held out her armswith a pleading sound, and this time he lifted himself toward her. The cloud dipped her into his hard body as he kissed his way up her body. The delicate tissue frayed under his ravaging mouth where his tongue swirled into her navel and when his teeth teased her nipples into hot, wet peaks.
His uniform was far tougher than her gown, but when she pawed desperately at his chest, he yanked theseals apart with a groan, the silky white material of his cravat unraveling. She splayed her hands across the furnace of his skin, delighting in the hard flex of muscle in his bare chest as he yanked her closer.
When their lower bodies bumped, she realized his trousers were gone. “What happened to your bombproof pants?”
“You,” he said thickly. “You happened.”
With a moan, she reached down towrap her fingers around him. Maybe not human, but fully, completely, arousingly—and aroused—male. She gave him a slow stroke, watching the flush spread across his cheeks as he tipped his head back with a harsh breath. Oh yeah, he liked that. When she shifted her grip and deepened the pressure, his hips thrust into her hand with an uncontrolled spasm, and he pinned her with a glare. And with hiserection.
“You are torturing me,” he accused.
“Give in to my Earthy charms, Your Grace.” She smiled with as much sultry insouciance as she could muster considering her whole body trembled with yearning for his.
The wide, blunt head of his erection eased into her slick folds. “You charmed me with your boldness and beauty from the very first when you faced me in the conservatory.”
“When yousaved me,” she whispered, bearing down on his cock.
They both inhaled sharply as the thickness of his shaft stretched her. He widened his stance, bracing her cloud against the railing as he pressed forward. She keened softly as her body softened and pulsed, guiding him deeper, weeping for him as he pulled away and easing him back into her hidden core with every stroke.
The bokeh lights blurredin her half-closed eyes as she lifted herself to him, a wordless plea for more. He obliged, so noble, and she took him with greedy lust, banging her mound up into his pubic bone, grinding her throbbing clit into his strong body.
His blue gaze fixed on hers with an intensity that sent another rush through her veins. Not just simple earthy lust but something even more, something that might’ve scaredher if she hadn’t known a spaceship was coming to take her away, that he was a duke destined for a fate she couldn’t imagine. The yielding cloud under her ass was like a reminder that they’d both just float away after this. It was just a one-night stand.
The thought made her hold him all the more fiercely, inside and out. Her body had been abducted from Earth by an alien she’d never seen anddidn’t remember, who’d kept her unconscious for a year. And now her greater fear—and deepest desire—was for this arrogant alien duke who woke her senses, whom she’d never forget…and who she rather suspected had taken her heart.