Adiron (Corsair Brothers 1)

I give my cock another absent rub and notice that Jade's staring at it. The look on her face makes me groan, even as a fresh bead of pre-cum slides down the crown. Her lips are parted, the look on her face slightly stunned. Unable to stop myself, I drag my hand slowly over my shaft, watching her expression as I do so.

"Do you like what you see?" I ask, voice husky.

She bites back a little moan, collecting herself and looking back up at me. "You…was it your question or mine?"

"Does it matter?" I know I'm pressing my luck, but kef it. I'm an idiot that likes to take chances. I take a step forward, my hand still on my shaft. "You keep looking at my cock, Jade. You just want to look the whole time, or do you want to touch?"

It's so quiet in the room I can hear her breath catch. She looks up at me, amber eyes full of heat, and then she gets to her feet. Disappointment crashes through me, because I'm positive this is where it ends. She doesn't want to touch me. She just wants to leave things as they are. I'm moving too fast for her and she's letting me know her boundaries.

Instead, Jade takes the hem of her dress and pulls it over her head, baring her body. "I…guess I lose," she breathes, looking up at me with those hot eyes. "I'm out of clothing. Game over."

Brave, gorgeous female. "One last question," I tell her, and reach out to run my knuckles along the line of her jaw. "Can I touch you?"

"Please," she whispers.

47

JADE

When Adiron took his pants off, I expected his dick to be magnificent in size.

I didn't expect it to be pierced. That's…new.

I had to blink twice to make sure I wasn't imagining the twin silver studs crowning the head of his cock, right next to each other. They're positioned in just a way that I can imagine what it rubs against inside me, and everything in my body tightens in anticipation. That, combined with the ridges running along his shaft and whatever the hell that finger-like protrusion above his cock is, and I suspect he's been designed to be a party in bed.

Perhaps this is the universe's way of apologizing to me for all the bad shit that's happened. I imagine some celestial deity pushing Adiron my way. Here, it says. Have this. It'll make you happy.

I look up at him, at his intense eyes as he watches me. He moves forward, cupping my face and skimming his fingers over my cheeks. "Am I pushing you too hard?" he asks, a rueful little smile on his face.

I shake my head. "I think I like being pushed. It doesn't give me time to overthink things."

"Then it's a good thing you're with me. I won't give you a chance to think through anything." Adiron grins, and before I can reply, he scoops me up into his arms and carries me the short distance back onto the bed. I make a small noise of protest, but it's a very small one. His body is warm despite the fact that he's still wearing his long-sleeved, high-collared shirt. I'm completely naked, my tits mashed against his chest. His cock brushes against my backside, leaving a wet trail as he sets me back down on the bed.

He grins down at me, then rips his shirt off over his head. Good god, but he's beautiful. His shoulders are so broad they do that inverted triangle thing, tapering down to his lean waist, and his pectorals look as if they could crack a nut between them. He's gorgeous, right down to those slim hips and thick thighs.

And thick cock, too. It's larger than I expected—much larger—but somehow that just fills me with an excited heat instead of dread. This is Adiron. He's going to make sure I'm good and slippery before he tries to push that monster inside me, and when he does, it's going to feel so damned good, I just know it.

The big alien thumps down on the other side of the bed and immediately pulls me into his arms, drawing me down against him. He lays on his back, snuggling me against his side, and pulls me in for a kiss. It starts out soft and sweet, a gentle exploration of mouths, but quickly turns fierce. I can't get enough of him, of his tongue, teasing against mine. I can't get enough of the way he holds me, as if he never wants to let me go. Hot arousal floods through me, and by the time we pull apart, gasping for breath between each kiss, I'm rubbing up against him, needing more.

"Jade," he groans. "Beautiful, sweet Jade. You're going to let me touch you all over, aren't you?"