His knees almost buckled as he gazed at her creamy skin. Joy’s naked body was a vision. She was so different from Species females. No muscles lined her belly—it was smooth, soft flesh. Her breasts were rounded and more generous, the nipples fuller. He swallowed hard, longing to wrap his lips around each one to test how well it fit inside his mouth.

Blue eyes drew his attention when she eased back to sit on the edge of the bed. The hesitancy he recognized in them didn’t prevent him from taking a step forward, then another, and leaning over her as she lay back flat. He braced his weight to keep from falling on top of her.

“Spread your thighs wide for me, sweetness.”

She did it, her legs brushing against his as she maneuvered on the bed. He tucked his chin to watch as she opened her sex to his view. She’d shaved her mound free of hair. He breathed her in—all the wonderful scents of Joy. A hint of arousal also teased his nose. She wasn’t ready to take him yet but she would be by the time he joined their bodies.

Joy was addictive and did crazy things to him. It was a bit unsettling and he suddenly understood why males wanted to mate females. The idea of wrapping a blanket around her and tossing her over his shoulder flashed through his mind. He’d never allow her to leave his home though if he carried her there. His gaze lifted to the headboard, deciding he’d definitely be tempted to tie her to it if it meant keeping her in the bed.

“Moon?”

Her voice drew his focus. A hint of uncertainty made him realize he’d stilled all movement while he debated the logistics of how to get her to his home without anyone alerting Security that he’d carried her out of the human guest quarters. They might assume he’d had a relapse and wasn’t acting sane. It wasn’t rational to want to do that but it had nothing to do with all he’d recently endured. She drove him crazy.

She sat up and gripped his shoulders as she peered deeply into his eyes, her worry apparent. “Are you okay?”

He glanced down at the soft mounds of her breasts and growled. Images of all the things he wanted to do to her swamped his senses, making his dick ache from how hard it had grown. It made him grateful that he was already on his knees or he might have collapsed. “I’m fine,” he managed to rasp.

She didn’t appear to be convinced. “Are you getting a headache?”

He gripped her hips, his touch gentle as his fingers curved around the top of her supple ass. He pulled her closer until the head of his dick brushed her where she was spread to fit his body. He hated the way his hand shook when he slid it around to brush his thumb against her clit. Joy gasped, eyes widening, but didn’t pull away. He rubbed it in slow circles.

“No headache. I can’t wait to be inside you.” His restraint was slipping away as the alluring scent of her arousal grew. “Tell me to slow down.”

She did the unexpected by reaching between them and wrapping her fingers around his shaft. It was his turn to gasp when the slow torture began as she explored the length with her hesitant touch.

“Fuck.” He was done waiting. “Tell me if I’m going too fast.”

Chapter Twelve

Joy moaned in pleasure when Moon suddenly lunged and warm, full lips wrapped around one nipple. His mouth was hot, wet, and he sucked hard, as if he was starving for a taste of her. Strong tugs shot jolts of awareness through her body.

Her hand fisted in his hair to keep him in place as she spread her thighs wider to give him room to play with her pussy. Her hips rolled and she arched her back in protest when he released her breast but he only turned his head to give attention to the other one.

“Moon… Don’t stop.” She’d have to kill him if he did. It would be beyond cruel if he got her hot and bothered then abruptly called a halt. Not that she’d blame him for wanting to punish her for the past. “Please.”

Yes, I’ll beg, she silently admitted. I’ll do damn near anything for him. To have the male she loved that close, reveling in his touch, her fingers tangled in his silky hair, was worth any price.

She leaned back, refusing to let him go as he followed her down. Her other hand frantically stroked the rigid length of his cock. He was steel-hard but velvety soft at the same time. The thumb caressing her clit pressed down a little tighter, changing from a circular pattern to strum it up and down. Her belly clenched as she almost came.

“Please?” She wanted him inside her more than she wanted to breathe. The climax would seem less fulfilling without their bodies joined. The emptiness had become a torment that only he could cure. “I need you inside me.”

Moon nipped her breast and she cried out from the sharp pain but his tongue soothed the hurt before he released it. His chin rose and those sexy eyes of his gazed at her. They narrowed as his nostrils flared while he inhaled deeply. A growl rumbled from him before he jerked her down the bed a few inches more until her ass rested right at the edge. He looked down, shifted his hips. It was easy for her to guide the crown of his shaft to where she wanted it.

The wetness of her desire was slick when the head of his cock rubbed against her until they were positioned just right. Moon closed his eyes and she watched his handsome face as he hesitated. Joy wrapped her legs around the back of his thighs, tugging at the base of his shaft, encouraging him to enter her.

“Goddamn you,” Moon snarled. Dark-brown eyes snapped open to lock gazes with her as he pushed his hips forward. “Damn us both, sweetness.”

It was an emotional slap but before she could reel from the blow of him cursing them both, he was stretching her open and his thick cock was buried in her pussy. The fit was snug enough to draw a sharp moan from her. He grabbed her wrists and her arms were jerked upward above her head. His weight pressed down over her, almost crushing her into the soft mattress.

Moon repositioned his body by bracing his elbows to lift some of his mass so he wouldn’t restrict her breathing and his mouth took possession of hers. A growl vibrated his chest and made her very aware that they were skin to skin.

The wild passion of his kiss and the savage sounds he made heightened her desire. He drove inside her deeper, filling her until she was sure she couldn’t take any more and they were linked as completely as two people could get. She shifted her legs higher, wrapping them around his waist to cling to him since he refused to release her wrists, though she franticly jerked her arms.

He withdrew a little and her vaginal muscles clenched, trying to prevent him from leaving her. He paused, his tongue slowing its exploration of her mouth, before driving into her with one strong plunge. She cried out in ecstasy and turned her head, breaking their kiss to avoid biting him.

His nose brushed along her throat as he softly growled. “You okay?”

“Yes. You feel so good.”

“You’re so tight and hot. Wet.” His breath tickled a little and the tip of his tongue traced the shell of her ear. “I’ll be gentler.”

“No.” She wanted Moon, all of him, just the way he was. “Don’t hold back.”

His fingers uncurled from her wrists and she cupped his face the moment her hands were free, loving being able to stroke his cheeks while staring into his beautiful eyes. She could stare into them forever.

“I’m pretty strong.”

“I can take it.” Her hips wiggled enough to make both of them groan from the pleasure of the slight rub of their sexes. “I want you.”

Indecision flickered in his gaze.

“You’re Species and I don’t want you to pretend to be anything less.”

One corner of his mouth twitched as amusement showed. “Do you want me to fuck you like an animal?”

She licked her lips, missing his kiss. “I want you,” she repeated, stressing the point. “Don’t torment me.” That inner doubt surfaced that he might be toying with her.