Months of watching and worrying about 880 had made her obsess over him. He wasn’t a stranger. The fact that he was on top of her, looking incredibly sexy with that long hair while his mouth did wonderful things to her throat, was too much for her to resist. She’d had wildly inappropriate dreams about him touching her and now it was happening.

She could scream for help and draw attention from the officer stationed down the hallway. Instead she closed her mouth and tried to relax. 880 was seducing her. Curiosity and longing got the best of her. She stopped pushing at his chest and instead just clung to him. He was really warm and firm. Smooth skin tempted her to explore more of it and she gave in to the urge.

880 fought to control his desires as he carefully touched Alli. She was so small under him and felt delicate. He’d pushed the female too far until her temper had flared to life. Her slap still stung his cheek as his mouth tasted her skin. The urge to see what his hand touched grew stronger but he needed to keep her pinned down.

She pushed on his chest but her nails didn’t tear into his flesh. It meant she couldn’t be too irate. He closed his eyes, listening to the rhythm of her breathing and knew she was distracted from her anger when it increased. She had a little bit of hair where her underwear had covered her sex and it was soft. His mate hadn’t had any. His thumb found the bundle of nerves and stroked to calm her more.

46 always needed to be soothed when he made her angry enough to attack him. He didn’t want to argue with Alli. It was best to stop it before she got really worked up and forced him to fight the New Species down the hall if she decided to involve someone else. His tongue soothed her too, going for the places his mate had enjoyed best along the column of her throat.

Soon her body responded and he used the slickness of her desire to spread across her clit, making his touch easier. Her fingers dug into his chest wall but she didn’t score him with her fingernails. Her back arched and a soft pleasant sound of pleasure made his dick harder. Curiosity got the better of him as he shifted his hand just enough to carefully insert a finger inside the seam of her sex. She was very wet and the tightness of her pu**y made him nearly lose his mind as he slid the digit inside her to the first knuckle.

“Oh god,” she whispered.

He growled softly in response and pressed his finger into her deeper. She was hot, tight, and felt as small as he had feared. She’d never be able to withstand being mounted. Frustration rose but he remembered it wasn’t about him. Alli needed to be soothed.

He withdrew his finger but pushed back in. Her body jerked under his and her hands slid up to his shoulders, clutching them. He noticed she wasn’t very strong and it reminded him she was human. He curled his finger inside the small confines of her pu**y, feeling for the right spot, and knew when he found it. She sucked in air sharply. He rubbed from the inside as his thumb did the same motion on her clit.

Her small hands kneading his shoulders felt good. Soft moans from her mouth next to his ear tormented him and his dick painfully throbbed. He rolled his h*ps against her thigh back and forth, even that slight stroking of his shaft trapped inside his pants relieved some of the agony. He longed to flip her over and jerk her up to her knees and mount her from behind.

Her back arched again as she pressed tighter against him and one leg wiggled out from under his. She bent it and her inner thigh hugged his waist as her leg curled over his ass, pulling him closer to her. It was a sign of compliance that he’d won their battle of wills. She was giving him consent to take her body.

He wanted to howl in frustration since he knew that wasn’t possible. His finger moved faster and he applied a little more pressure against her clit, carefully though, since she wasn’t his kind. Her breathing grew ragged and her h*ps rode his hand when he lifted his weight just enough to brush his c**k more firmly against her pinned leg.

He felt her body go rigid under his and jerked his face away from her throat. His lips sealed over her parted mouth to muffle her sounds before she cried out since he didn’t have a free hand to do it. The way her vaginal walls clamped down snugly around his finger was pure torture. She came apart under him as she cl**axed. The muscles around his finger fluttered strongly as she bucked from the intensity of it.

It shocked him when she screamed. He muffled it enough that he felt certain the guard down the hall wouldn’t hear anything but fear gripped him. Had he hurt her somehow? His finger straightened inside her and he could feel how much sleeker she felt from her release. Her body turned limp under his and she turned her head, pulling away from his lips. She panted softly and it made him curious enough to stare at her face.

Her eyes were closed and her face flushed. He slowly withdrew his finger from her pu**y and couldn’t resist tasting her. He groaned the second his fingertip touched his tongue and he sucked on it. Alli’s spent passion was so good he wanted more. She didn’t fight when he cautiously shifted his weight to release her. He lowered a little, fully intent on spreading her thighs to bury his face between them.

Her blue eyes opened suddenly and he froze. He’d never seen anyone stare at him that way before. It wasn’t anger in her eyes but he couldn’t identify the emotion either. Her hands released his shoulders and she cupped his face.

His gaze lowered to her mouth when her lips parted, curious what she’d say. It would help him figure out the strange yet fascinating way she peered at him. Her tongue was light pink as it wet her lips and she lifted her head, her hold on his face helping her close the distance between them.