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“If you’re careful,” Vegas said. “In return, you must let me touch yours. Women will be fascinated by your long hair.”
To touch his hair, Vegas would need to get even closer to him. He’d be able to inhale more of her enticing scent. “I agree to those conditions.”
A faint smile traced across Vegas’s face. “A wise idea. I promise you, you will like it.”
Solan raised a hand and stroked it down Vegas’s hair. The softness surprised him. Galaxar hair was much coarser. He’d once used his braid to strangle an enemy. It had not snapped.
“Run your fingers through it,” Vegas said. “Don’t just stroke the top.”
Splaying his fingers, Solan grabbed a handful of her hair. It felt like silk. He did it again, losing himself in the floral scent that drifted from the hair shafts.
“Ouch! Watch out for the tangles.”
He softened his touch. “Your hair is beautiful.” His hands curled around the strands. He pulled her head back gently, watching as her slim neck lengthened, exposing lickable skin.
Vegas’s gaze went to his mouth. “What about kissing?”
“I know about that.” Solan looked at her swollen lips. “It is something we do with our mates.”
“Have you ever kissed a human woman?”
“I have not.” He lowered his head, making sure not to break eye contact. He wanted this delicious creature.
A sexy smile tilted Vegas’s lips. “You don’t have to worry. I don’t bite.”
Giving a deep growl, Solan pulled Vegas toward him. His lips crushed against hers. She tasted of mint. But it wasn’t that that intrigued him. Her scent was intoxifying. He could drink her in all night and never tire.
The kiss intensified. His hands wrapped around Vegas’s waist.
A surprised gasp came out of Vegas, and she made a startled sound into his mouth.
Solan broke the kiss. “What’s wrong?”
“You’ve lifted me off the ground.” Vegas looked at her feet, which dangled several inches off the floor.
A satisfied smirk crossed Solan’s face. “You’re so small. I could carry you around forever.”
“That won’t be necessary.” Vegas licked her lips. “So, what do you think of kissing?”
“I approve.”
“It will be an important part of your relationship with your new mate.”
“I don’t protest about that. Kissing is good.”
Vegas rested her hands against his chest. “That’s excellent. We’ve made progress. I will get you to believe in love.”
“I’ll believe anything you tell me if we can continue kissing like that.”
“Wait!” Vegas pressed a finger against his lips before he touched her again. “You need to practise with your new mate when you meet her.”
“You misunderstand me,” Solan said. “I want you as my mate. I intend to breed with you.”
Chapter 5
“Wait! What?” Vegas squirmed in Solan’s iron-tight grip. She was being a lust-led idiot letting this get to the kissing stage. Her adolescent crush had gotten the better of her. “That’s not the point of this training. You already have a mate.”
“I choose you. I want to breed with you. Right now. You are fertile. You are clearly willing.”
