Claimed by the Warrior

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work her up a little more, but she felt the effect of his mouth all the way to her core. She arched against the door, shoving herself deeper into his mouth, wanting more of his brand of pleasure.
    She clutched onto his head, loving the feel of his buzz cut against her fingers as he flicked his tongue over her ultra-sensitive skin. His hands slid lower, moving to the buckle of her pants.
    “Shoes first,” she rasped out. They laced up over her pants so they had to come off first. And she wasn’t getting half-naked with this male. She wanted the full experience with Con.
    Making one of those harsh growling sounds she found impossibly sexy, he grasped her ass hard and headed for the living area.
    Only one of the moons was visible from the wide-open windows but combined with the multitude of stars blanketing the sky, it was more than enough illumination for her to see the desire etched on his face.

    Con moved with a single-minded purpose into the living area. The need to taste Leilani’s climax against his tongue was driving him with an urgency he couldn’t control. He’d never felt such a strong desire for anything or anyone, but some primitive instinct drove him.
    When they reached the long backless divan, he stretched her out on it. She made a move to sit up but he placed a hand on the middle of her chest to still her. Her heartbeat beneath his fingertips was as wild as his own. He stroked his palm down her torso once, wanting to imprint himself on her. Her skin was smooth and soft and he wanted her to remember everywhere he’d touched.
    For the first time since he’d met her, all he could see was a hunger that matched his own in her dark eyes. She laid back, a sweet, secretive smile teasing her full lips as she slid her hands behind her head and watched him.
    Seeing her like that, just waiting for him, lit up his desire with the intensity of a pulse gun firing. Her bronzed skin seemed to glow under the moon and starlight. His fantasies didn’t even come close to the reality of Leilani half-naked and wanting him.
    After he’d tugged off her boots, he crawled up her body. The furniture was big enough for warriors and built strong for his people. He’d never had a female here so seeing her here meant something to him.
    He knew she’d only agreed to a moon cycle with him, but deep down he wondered if maybe it could be more. Hoping for that seemed foolish given what he knew of females. But she wasn’t a Luminet woman and he’d heard that all the human females mated to his people were happy. None had left their mates. And he knew some had only mated with one male, not two. Perhaps he had a chance for more.
    “Come here,” she murmured, sliding one hand behind his neck and the other up his chest as she tugged him down on top of her.
    The feel of her soft fingers gliding over him made it impossible to think. He slanted his mouth over hers, savored it when she moaned into him. Most of his experience was with off-worlders, usually a paid professional. Kissing had never been high on his list of priorities but now he understood why so many mated males enjoyed kissing their mates.
    He’d never been with a human so he had to force himself to calm down. She might not act fragile, but he wanted to be careful. He wanted to do this right—because this couldn’t be a one-time thing. When he’d learned she’d been out with Daan, and then she hadn’t returned his communications, he’d been worried. Then just angry after he’d received a report from the security division that she’d been located on multiple monitors and was fine. This possessiveness he felt for her was confusing, but he embraced it.
    When her hands trailed down his chest and started to push at his trousers, he reached between their bodies and stopped her. She made a protesting sound, but he held her slender wrists tight and sat up. “Not yet.” Because no matter how much he wanted her to stroke his cock, he had to taste her first.
    Before she could

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