Using Fejo (Clecanian, #5)

by Victoria Aveline

Breathtaking Vanessa, From the research I’ve done, I expect this model will suit you much better. Think of me when you use it. Your arrogant admirer

“What can I do for you, beauty?” He placed his hands on his hips proudly and waited, but she had no idea what to say. “Maybe I could…” He took a step forward and stopped, sniffing the air between them. Shiiiiit. No. He couldn’t be that good at smelling, could he? And he wouldn’t remember what she smelled like. That was impossible. His chin tipped down ever so slightly, and a devilish grin split his face. If his smile before had been open and charming, this one was all confidence and hunger. He couldn’t possibly know— “Vanessa,” he purred, voice gone low. She shivered. Actually shivered, and her pussy clenched. What the hell was she getting herself into?

Maybe, if he treated Vanessa well enough and showed her just how satisfying he could be as a husband, she’d choose to remain with him. He could finally have someone. A companion. Someone who didn’t look at him and only see what they could get.

Hot guy with a pleasure kink—check. A bit of a bad boy streak—check. Had his own fucking amazing space pirate ship—check, check, check. Damn, he was getting more extraordinary by the minute.

“I can’t wait to see that fire in you flare when I finally have you under me.” Just like that, her anger was replaced with shock and cursed arousal. Damn

“You are important. You’re smart. And you’re honest. You’re important to me.”