Hazel and the Alien Biker (Intergalactic Brides 5) Read Online Free Page A

his motel room. Even cleaned up, he doubted the manager would want Hazel and her girls anywhere near his dining room. The man’s nastiness toward them made him wish he had chosen another motel, but the Terrans used this one frequently and it had made sense to choose a room here.
    He grabbed some clothes out of the dresser and quietly slipped into the bathroom for a quick shower. As the soap slid down his body, he glared at his very erect cock. Ever since he’d gotten a whiff of Hazel’s clean scent last night, he’d been hard as a steel post. Normally, it wouldn’t bother him, but he didn’t want to walk around in front of the girls with a hard-on.
    Adding more soap to his hand, he gripped his shaft and slid his palm up and down. Reyvor bit his lip to stifle the groan at the exquisite pleasure. His thumb swiped over the head of his cock before he fisted his shaft again on the downward stroke. His hips bucked and he fucked his hand harder, faster. Images of Hazel in the pajamas he’d purchased flashed through his mind and he felt a tingling in his lower back and balls.
    He braced his free hand on the wall and worked his shaft faster, his hand a blur as he neared his release. Swallowing down the cry that sprang to his lips, he came. Long, hot jets of cum splattered the shower wall, leaving him dizzy and spent. Reyvor cleaned up the mess, then cleaned up himself.
    When he was finished and dressed, he checked on Hazel and the girls before stepping outside to wait for the delivery. He was certain the scent of food would wake them, even though he felt guilty about it. He doubted they’d slept much since living on the streets and he should let them sleep as long as they could. As he’d lain in bed all night, not quite able to fall asleep, he’d wondered what he was going to do about them.
    Hazel, no doubt, would be ready to charge back out onto the streets after she’d eaten and made sure her girls were dressed and ready to go. She was stubborn, and prideful, from what he’d seen. But he could tell she loved her daughters dearly, enough to accept help on their behalf. It was downright despicable of him to do it, but he was going to play on that sympathy as long as he could. The thought of those precious girls not knowing where their next meal would come from, or not being able to take a bath, or watch cartoons… it made his heart hurt.
    The food arrived and he carried it inside and set it on the table. He snagged his omelet out of the bag and ate quickly, wanting to have time to focus on the girls once they were awake. Now that he’d seen Hazel take care of them, he knew he could be of more help and give her time to eat her own food.
    Little Abby woke first, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, and she toddled over to him, not quite steady first thing in the morning. He helped her into a chair and pulled out a platter of eggs, bacon, and biscuits, the same thing he’d ordered for all of them. As she munched happily on her food, he put a cartoon on for her and waited for the others to wake.
    “Do you have children?” Abby asked.
    “No. My mate and I were never blessed with them.”
    She watched him for a minute. “Do you want children?”
    His eyebrows shot up. “If I ever take another mate, then yes, I would like children. I’m actually purchasing a nice, large home with lots of bedrooms in case I ever get another chance to have a family.”
    Winnie wandered over and plopped into a chair. “What kind of house? We used to have one, but we had to share a room.”
    “A big, white one. With a nice yard to play in,” Reyvor said.
    Nikki joined them, looking grumpy first thing in the morning. “You shouldn’t talk about our home, Winnie. You know Momma doesn’t like it.”
    Reyvor wanted to ask why they had lost their home, but he didn’t think Hazel would appreciate his curiosity. If she wanted him to know what had happened, he was certain she would tell him. Until then, he’d do what he could to help out this