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He made her entire body burn.
He kissed her until one singular thought remained—that she didlike being his captive. That he was right about everything—even if he was also so very wrong.
If only he kept her, claimed her, and never let her go—maybe it could work. Maybe they could fly in the opposite direction—away from all that other noise.
She warred to be closer to him. She bit his lip and started to pull. A ragged groan erupted from his throat, reverberating through her in a delicious flash. His kiss hardened. The lines blurred to the feel of his tongue inside her, her blood pounding with need.
Maybe it was wrong, but she was kissing him back like her life depended on it, trying to merge her soul into his.
Maybe for them it was the only right answer.
He pulled away to stare at her, breathing hard. The air in that tiny room had become a deep, glowing sapphire hue. Caligher looked nearly feral in a wash of dancing light and focused lust.
“Caligher,” she whispered.
Another deep kiss ensued, producing a drugging effect.
She felt his hands tugging her jumpsuit off.
It happened in a blur. His plated shoulders pressed into her as he leaned down, releasing her boots, her pants, baring her wordlessly. The brief lapse in eye contact snapped her to her senses long enough to stare at the deadly jumping pit.
He stood, blocking her view of it with his gaze.
And then she was naked and trembling in his arms.
He brought her to the floor and settled on top of her, his weight and unforgiving hardness a shock against her naked skin. Shivers of trepidation rolled through her.
Her hands were all over him, exploring the strange texture of his plated armor and gliding over his chest, along his powerful back. His skin produced a subtle, iridescent pattern, like scales, but built-in, and strangely exquisite to the touch. God help her, he was stunning. And he was as weighty as a car, lying on top of her. Try as she might, if he wanted to keep her pinned, she would never dislodge him.
And that thought thrilled her silly.
He kissed her throat, hot tongue stroking her neck, filling her body with indecent echoes of pleasure. Then she felt him at her entrance, all hard against soft.
He stopped to give her an incinerating look.
“Lucca,” he said.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered, seeking his mouth. He indulged her with a single kiss before rearing back, his arms caging her to the floor.
“I won’t be able to stop once I’m inside you.” His voice dropped deeper as he added, “And you’ll still be my prisoner. That doesn’t change.”
She just needed him.
Her fingers slid to the back of his neck, pulling him close as she angled her hips for entrance. Little good her movements did; he had her pinned as inexorably as a boulder.
He drove forward, parting her open. The stretch caused a delicious sting that knocked her breathless. She gasped loudly, stopping him short. She could feel where they connected with every throbbing nerve.
He searched her face for signs of pain, but he was so tense—he looked as if he had the weight of the world on his back, trying not to let loose.
God… what would it feel like once they got going? Once he fucked her at full strength? She needed time to adjust to what she felt now—but she’d seen the rest. He was… shaped differently than human men.
She was determined to have as much of him as her body would take.
Fishing her arms around his waist, she anchored herself against him. “Just small movements at first,” she murmured, a bead of sweat dripping down her face.
Carefully, she guided him in and out in tiny increments—a little bit of stretch, a tiny burst of stinging pain that just as quickly bloomed into tingling pleasure. Her eyes were rapt on his face, watching his expression of need slowly intensify.
Caligher near his breaking point was… intense. His face grew stark, his eyes darkening with predatory focus. He followed her lead for no more than a handful of moments before grasping her hips and taking over.
