up. “Touché.”
And then her eyes went wide when he cupped the side of her face and pulled her closer. He stared into her eyes, and she couldn’t help but notice how her body buzzed with him being so near. Guilt sliced through her, but along with a sense of betrayal to Geoff was an excitement she couldn’t deny. She wanted to know how Krig kissed. Would he demanding? Overpowering? Sloppy? Really bad? Somehow she didn’t think he would suck at kissing.
She felt his warm breath mingle with hers as he moved closer, and it caused her heart to pound fiercely in her chest as the blood rushed through her veins. His dark eyes sharpened, and they dropped down to her lips, watching them intently as she licked them wet. It was the kind of look that melted bones and drenched her panties, and it was at that moment when she knew her feelings were in trouble. With a groan he covered her lips with his own. Heart thundering, Keirah didn't even hesitate as she reached up to encircle his neck with her arms.
It was madness, sheer utter madness. Krig’s tongue slid into her mouth, twined with hers, and she loved the slight rasp of it as it twined with hers. In and out he explored her mouth, sweeping aside any doubt that this was exactly where she wanted to be at this moment. She was on fire from his kiss alone. He left one hand on the back of her head, holding her in place as his other hand swept around her rib cage to pull her closer to his chest, and he groaned as soon as his hard cock pressed against the hot seam between her thighs.
Dear God, she hadn’t expected it to be like this! With Geoff she felt safe and loved, but with Krig it was downright lust. She broke the kiss and pulled back to look at him. They were both panting, and for a brief moment she saw the kiss had gotten to him as well. It made her feel slightly better that he was as affected by her as she was by him but then he closed down and was once again her cool, calm and controlled Alphan mate.
“I want you,” he whispered and touched her bottom lip with one of fingers. “As soon as we get out of this pod and back home, I want to complete the mating ritual.”
“Ritual?”
He hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth, and she blinked when she saw a set of fangs. And then he took a deep breath, and she watched as the fangs slowly retracted back into his gums.
“What the hell was that?” she demanded.
“We bite during mating,” he told her, watching her closely. “It’s a pleasure inducing mark that mixes our scents together, so that other Alphans know whom you belong to.”
“Do I … turn into one of you?”
He cocked his head. “No. Why would you?”
“Oh. I suddenly had thoughts of werewolves running through my head.”
“What are werewolves?”
“Never mind,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. “So. You like to bite. Kinky.”
“It’s more instinctual.”
“Have you bitten many women?”
“No. I’ve never had my fangs come out like this, like they have for you. It’s almost like I can’t control them, and all it seems to take is one sniff of your scent.”
“And then you’re sporting fangs?” She almost felt flattered at that. “I suppose this is something I can’t get out of, right? So will it hurt bad?”
He shook his head. “I’ll make it so pleasurable for you, Keirah, that you’ll only feel the pleasure. Alphan men get power through sex, an exchange I suppose, through your blood. The power helps us heal faster, be stronger.”
“Oh. Okay. That’s … interesting.”
He ran a finger down her cheek, and she shivered at the electric touch. “Don’t be frightened, Keirah. I won’t ever hurt you.”
She nodded. Yes, she sensed that, had realized that when he’d sacrificed his ship for her. The thought of him biting her might be a foreign concept, but it wasn’t like a bit of pain repulsed her. She and Geoff often played light bondage games because they were both into a little kink themselves. She
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