his
incisors. They weren’t fangs exactly, but they were close.
Will you cease your struggles?
“Fuck you!”
His grin spread wider, flashing more of his unusually white teeth. If that is an
invitation to enter your body, then I accept.
Katy’s eyes bugged. “It is not! Damn it, get off me or I’ll scream.”
Please don’t do that. I’d hate for you to accidentally harm yourself.
“The only one about to get hurt here is you.”
His brows shot to his hairline and his lips quirked. She got the distinct impression
he was trying not to laugh. He pulled her wrists together so he could hold them with
one hand and then brushed the strands of hair away from her face that had come loose in
the struggle. Such an unusual color. He fingered the strawberry blonde tresses for a
second, before burying his nose in the side of her head and inhaling. Your scent is
unfamiliar, but I like it.
“Thank you. I think.” What in the hell was she saying? She was not having a
conversation with this… this… man. Katy refused to think of him as anything more. “Are
you a mind reader? Is that how you’re sending me your thoughts? I’m not psychic, but I’
ve always been a little sensitive.” She left off the fact that her sensitivity only extended to
animals. Was this really any different?
No…
Katy waited for him to expand upon his answer, but he never did. “Are you going to
let me up?”
No , he answered softly.
He glanced down at her body and rotated his hips. She bit her lip to hold back a
whimper. Damned, if that didn’t feel good.
I prefer you where you’re at.
Kegar felt her soften beneath him and nearly groaned. Her arms remained tense, but
the rest of her accepted his weight as if they’d been joining for centuries. His hips rested
between her voluptuous thighs and softly rounded stomach. He loved the fact that she
wasn’t small and brittle. Strength was prized by him and his people. A weak mate was
useless. They couldn’t bear strong babes.
This woman seemed more than up for the task. Sure, it would take some convincing,
but he had a little time. Kegar wished he had more, but unfortunately he’d left the ship
without permission, which meant he had to work fast. His people were already orbiting
this planet. As soon as they located his identi-chip, they’d retrieve him, whether he was
ready to go or not. Kegar knew he could always contact them, but what fun would that
be?
A smile flittered over his mouth as the woman pushed against his hands. She
reminded him of the ancient stories he’d heard about a pack of female feral cats that had
lived on Zaron long before his people had settled the planet. When the Phantom
warriors had arrived, several of the women had trapped and captured the males for
breeding purposes. Not that the males complained for the feral women were rumored to
be beautiful beyond compare. Their offspring were said to be the start of the Claw Clan.
Kegar knew it was only a story, but part of him hoped that this woman would want to
claim him as much as he longed to claim her.
“Well, what if I don’t prefer this position?” she retorted, unable to hide the sudden
rasp in her voice. He leaned down mashing his chest into hers. Her nipples pebbled on
contact.
Kegar’s gaze locked onto the front of her shirt and his mouth watered at the thought
of tasting her. Your body tells me otherwise.
“My body is lying.”
Your lips are lying, not your body. I can smell your feminine heat. It beats at me. Right now
your entrance creams in anticipation of my cock. He rocked his hips for emphasis. I have
traveled far to find you. I will not have you deny our connection. Not now. Not ever.
“What connection? We do not have a connection. I don’t even know you.” It didn’t
matter if they were generating enough heat to melt the polar ice caps. She was not about
to do anything stupid with a complete stranger. This was L.A. after all.
Katy stared into his