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May 10 - May 11, 2024
His understanding of the word favorite made those proclamations confusing. In that context, the word was being used as a singular modifier. If there were two cereals that were America’s favorite, would it not have been written as One of America’s favorite cereals?
“I may not learn much about soapmaking in the process”—he raised a hand and hooked the pocket of her hoodie with one of his long fingers, pulling it toward him slightly—“but I would be lying if I said I would not enjoy watching you.”
She would never have imagined that so terrible a pun could be such a damned turn on.
Dexter was so grounded. No treats for at least a month. It didn’t matter how many puppy-eyed looks he gave her.
A grin teased at Zevris’s lips, but he held it back. My mate has claws.
“Damn it, Zevris, you can’t do this! You kidnapped me, have me tied to your bed, and…and you just expect me to want to have your babies?” “Eventually.” Tabitha gaped at him. “You’re insane.” Zevris leaned over her, bracing himself on one hand while he caught her chin with the other. She struggled to pull away, but he held firm. “And you are beautiful.”
He picked up one of the books, this one featuring an alien with green scales, four arms, and four eyes. He opened it to the middle and scanned the words. His brow furrowed as he read, and the heat that had been pooling in his loins intensified. He’d assumed there were written versions of those instructional mating videos, but what he was reading here went well beyond anything he’d seen watching pornography.
Perhaps the task before Zevris was not so daunting as he’d believed. His female apparently found appeal in the notion of mating with inhuman males. A slow grin stretched across his face.
But it would have eventually. Well, not exactly like this, but it would not have changed the fact that Zevris was an alien. An incredibly, mouth-wateringly, heart-throbbingly hot alien. She’d just found it out earlier than he’d intended.
Damn it, why did Zevris have to have a tail? She was such a sucker for tails.
Yep. Definitely hotter as an alien. God, what is wrong with me?
“What?” That smirk took on a roguish edge. “My female is even thirstier than I’d thought.” Tabitha’s brows furrowed. “Did you just… Did you seriously…” She shook her head. “Nope, we’re not going there.” “No, we aren’t. Not yet.” Zevris plucked the glass from her hand, leaned forward, and placed it on the nightstand. He picked up both plates and sat upright again, holding one to her. “But soon you will learn that I can quench your thirst and satisfy your every hunger.”
“Come upstairs. I have something for you.” Is it his throbbing dick?
You could cut diamonds on that jawline.
“Behave,” she whispered, unable to stop a teasing smile from turning up the corners of her lips. “You willfully tempt me and then tell me to behave?” His grin took on an even more devilish slant as he tilted his chin down to stare at her from beneath his dark eyebrows. “Every day, Nykasha, you show me more reasons why you’re meant to be mine.” Yep. Panties officially wet.
Screw waiting three more weeks. Tabitha knew what she wanted. She wanted Zevris to be hers.
Girl, you better have jumped that man’s dick and rode it to kingdom cum, Mia wrote.