Page 24 of Xefe (Nozaroc Alien Warrior #1)

“N o, I didn’t!” Had that selfish, self-absorbed alien not paid attention? After everything I’d done? He was lucky I liked Pinky so much because this was officially too much. I looked into Sunny’s swirling eyes and saw… doubt. “ You finished. Not me.”

“How is that possible?”

“Because I helped you, blessed you with my magic hands.” I tried to buck his palms off me because they felt warm and delicious on my thighs, and he was just a giant tease.

“You asked me for help. I helped you. You didn’t do the same for me.

” I squeezed my eyes shut, both furious and turned on.

It wasn’t fair. “I literally told you. Don’t pretend like I didn’t. ”

“Everything you say feels like truth. I wasn’t myself before. Had never felt like that. But I don’t… I know nothing of mating. Of pleasing.” His hands tightened, and I whimpered. “What do you need from me? Our mouths mated. Is there more?”

“Yes! That was just the appetizer. Quiero mas. ”

“What is an appetizer?”

“It means it’s only a taste—a beginning. You’re a really, really good kisser.” I groaned and arched my back. “So good, but humans feel pleasure with other parts of their bodies. And I ache so much, it’s torture.”

“You hurt? Where?” His eyes burned. “I will do anything. Say it. ”

“Unchain me, and I’ll show you.” Thank you, Dios , that he was paying attention.

His eyes narrowed, and he had an, ‘I don’t believe a word you’re saying’ look on his face.

“No, I promise. I won’t try to escape.” I bit my lip. “Too hard.”

“You will stay where I put you.”

No. Need to look for Valentina. Make sure she wasn’t here. Try to escape. Think! Can’t think. “I can’t.”

He leaned in and sniffed my collarbone, trailing his nose over my sensitive neck, the points of his teeth scraping against my skin. It felt glorious. “Then we make a deal.”

“After.” Not fair. I wasn’t in the right state of mind to negotiate. “Keep going lower.”

“I sense where you try to lead me, earther. To where your scent is ripest. Is this where you crave me?” His hands met between my thighs, gripping my sex.

“Yes.” Yes, yessss.

He ripped off my sack-dress, straight down the middle.

“For every time I ‘best orgasm’ you, you will stay. For five syads .”

“Days?” Think, Hera. Say something before he changes his mind. “I can promise one day per orgasm.”

“Acceptable.”

“You won’t leave me high and dry?” I held my breath, wanting so badly to believe him, to trust that he wouldn’t make me suffer.

He ran his golden tongue over his canines. “Tell me what you need. I will explore you.” His vibrant eyes zeroed in on my glistening core. “I want this. I want you. ”

“Take these off.” I leaned over and presented the cuffs. “I want to show you so bad.”

He growled low. “You ask so sweetly when you are in need. Is this another trick?”

“No trick. Never,” I babbled. “Not about this. Touch me.”

He grabbed the staff from the floor and swirled his hands along the side. The electric band fell off and absorbed back into his staff. “I will start with your targets.”

“My wha —” My words died in my throat as his big hands enveloped my breasts. Four firm thumbs fluttered over my pebbled nipples, circling slowly, each swipe a little firmer. Oh, those targets. Any other time I would have laughed, but it felt too good.

“They are large. I have watched them move. Sway. I like this.” He speared me with a look. “Tell me.”

“Pinch them harder. Yes. Right there. ” I bit my lip, and he growled.

“You like this?” He squeezed his thumbs together, trapping my dusky nipple between them.

“Yes! But I need more.” I spread my legs, shameless in my desire. “I need you here.”

“In your slit? Where you radiate heat?”

It didn’t even bother me that he called it a slit. “My lips, touch them.” I trailed my fingers along my glistening entrance.

His brow ridges lifted, and his eyes swirled brighter. “Two sets of lips? Another mouth?”

“Not a mouth.” I groaned. “My pussy. Touch it. It’s so wet for you.”

“Self-lubricating?” His hand stilled. “How is that possible?” Before I could think, his face was between my legs, only inches from core. His warm breath puffed over me and I almost combusted.

Sweet Jesus, yes!

But instead of penetrating me, he studied me. Inches from my dewy center. “Explain this. This liquid. It’s not like anything I’ve ever seen.”

Now? “I’m wet because… because.” I looked down and watched him watch me. So hot! “It’s so I’m ready to take you. To have you fill me with your amazing cock.” So amazing. So, so pretty. “I need it so bad.”

“Yes.” He grasped my thighs and pulled me closer. He took his forefinger and stroked my silky lips. “Beautiful petals. So swollen and… lovely.” He lightly skated the large digit over my entrance. “This is where you are meant to take me?”

“I—”

He pushed forward, penetrating me with his fat finger.

“Oh my… yes !” I bucked my hips, and his questing finger went deep. “Right there. Thrust inside, in and out. Faster. ”

“Fascinating. You cradle me here. It feels tight. Perfectly fitted. You like this? What if I touched your targets at the same time?” He grasped my breast with his other hand, squeezing the globe as he thrust his thick digit inside me. “Feels silky. Hot. I want more of this!”

“For you. Just for you.” I bucked against him, wondering if I could come for the first time without my clit involved.

“And this hole, does it bring pleasure as well?” He stared at my puckered entrance.

I jumped, my breast jiggling against his hand. “Uh, yeah, but that takes a little more instruction. What you need to focus on is my clit.”

“Your clip ?”

“Close enough. It’s…” Dios , my body was screaming, but terminology was escaping my frazzled brain. “Where you have your finger. Above it. Touch there, please. I’m so close,” I whispered.

“A pleasure center?” For once, he didn’t argue and moved toward the place I needed him most.

“Y-yes. It’s a bundle of nerves.” His hand moved too slowly, missing my swollen clit, and it was torturing me. “I can’t… I can’t take this.” This wasn’t foreplay, this was pain. The need to release gripped me. Since the first day I smelled this guy. “I need more .”

His finger traveled higher.

“I want—

Higher.

“I—”

Sunny finally grazed my weeping clit with not one but two thumbs. “Yes! There, yes… right there . Keep doing that.” The orgasm was just out of reach. “Almost there.” I snapped my hips, chasing my release.

The brilliant alien put all my lessons to use. He pinched my nipples, pierced my soaked entrance, and thrummed his clever thumbs against the beautiful bundle of nerves that became the center of my universe.

“Oh, yes . Right there, right there. I’m right there ,” whispered past my lips.

A blast of heat consumed me. My walls clamped around his thick finger.

I arched my back, and my toes curled in ecstasy.

Golden lights flickered behind my sightless eyes, and searing pleasure consumed me.

From the inside out. I’d never come so hard in my life.

Sunny slowed his strokes, extending the pleasure, somehow knowing how to make my orgasm last. He gentled me, never rushing, making me feel cherished. All the while, his swirling eyes ate me alive, tracking every reaction, every tic of my muscle or exhaled breath.

“Thank you.” I blinked up at him and ran my hand down his arm.

Under my palm, the black tattoo on his bicep shimmered and…

grew. Like tree roots sprouting through soil, each end swirled and inched forward.

I’d never seen a design like it. A dark contrast to his golden skin.

“Sunny, look! Your tattoo’s getting bigger. ”

He sat back on his heels and studied himself. We watched the tattoo grow over his chest and other arm. He held his hands out, flipping them over, examining every inch.

“What does it mean?”

A muscle ticked in his jaw. “It means one more thing I’ll have to fix.” His eyes pierced mine, his chest rising and falling.

“You mean between us? Because we messed around?”

“Yes.” His bony eyebrow ridges snapped over his eyes.

Pinky zoomed inside his pants, and I couldn’t resist the not-so-little guy. “Do you want me to…”

“I can’t.” Sunny squeezed his fist so tight that the black tattoo faded from lack of circulation. “I hadn’t planned on any of this.”

“Then why come back here?”

“I told myself you would try to escape, but that was a lie. I couldn’t be apart from you.

Even thinking about it made me… crazed.” The muscles in his neck bunched.

“When you told me you had not ‘best orgasmed,’ it was the excuse I needed to touch you, to be near you. Hermosa, I don’t understand any of this. ”

I ached for him and crawled into his lap. I wrapped my arms around his broad back, tucking my nose into his neck. The warmth, the peace I felt should have terrified me. But it felt to good, too true, to fight.

“What are you doing?” His deep voice rumbled through me, his hands hovering around me.

“Hugging you. It’s a really important part of ‘best orgasming.’”

“For what purpose?”

“Connection, support…” Feelings. I squeezed harder and ignored the thought.

Slowly, his hands wrapped around me so tight I could barely breathe.

“Stay with me. Let me make you feel good.” Before your eyes go dead, and you don’t feel anymore.

“Feel good? Right now, I feel everything . I want things I can’t have. The Glrtsstlllloroggg that blocked my emotions has completely burned out. It is maddening. How do you exist like this?”

I ran my hands over every part of him, his broad back, his massive arms—even the deadly spikes plastered against his back. For once, I didn’t have an answer, so I remained quiet. I didn’t want to make light of his pain.

He held tighter, starved for touch. We sat for a long time with his face buried in my hair.

“What happens if they find out? That you can feel?”

“Nothing good.” His face hardened. “That’s why you must stay here. Do not go anywhere without me or Loxo. Nime, too.” He grabbed my arms and pulled back, piercing me with his orange eyes. “You rest and focus on tomorrow’s race. You must qualify. You must!”

“I will. I promise.” I was a lot of things but never a loser.

He studied my eyes and nodded with a flick of his chin. Then he pulled me in close, and touched my skin like it was the finest silk.

“You know what this means, don’t you?” My plan had worked too well.

Even without a deeper conversation, I understood the supreme and how he would feel about losing control.

About Sunny slipping away from him. If my loyal alien didn’t handle it correctly, it would be a disaster.

“You can’t tell anyone about this. You’re going to have to learn how to lie.

As well as me. As well as your supreme.”

“ Never. ”

“No. Listen, please.” My hands shook as I cupped his cheeks. He had to believe me. I wasn’t exaggerating this time. “You’re different now. You can feel. They went through a lot of trouble to keep you emotionless. You don’t know what’ll happen when they find out otherwise.”

“I remain true to my oath. True to myself. My supreme.” He placed his hands over mine, his heated palms warming my cold fingers.

“Not even to save your life?”

“You are wrong. I will fix this. I will not lose who I am. Till death. Supreme first!” He placed me on the rock and backed away. “Loxo will be here tomorrow to pick you up. Stay safe, earther. Concentrate on the competition. Your lives depend on it.”