Illicit Mate (Abducted 4)

“Hello, Jenna. I’m a friend of Casey’s. She has been called away this evening and asked me to look in on you. I’m going to take you to dinner and show you a bit of the ship. I’ve unlocked the door. I’ll wait for you in the other room.”

His voice was deep and incredibly sexy, leaving her trembling with need. She watched as he turned and walked out of the bedroom.

She raced to the mirror and checked her hair, then pulled her lipstick from her small evening bag and applied it to her lips. She turned in front of the mirror, checking her dress from all angles. She was so glad she’d chosen this gown for the trip. The rich royal blue set off the blue of her eyes and the form-fitting design accentuated her curves, making her feel sexy.

She walked to the door wondering how she would open it, but it slid open at her approach. Timidly, she stepped into the outer bedroom, feeling strange being in Casey’s private space. She continued to the other door.

As soon as she stepped into the living area, the man’s eyes turned to her. He stood up as his gaze heated her body.

Her breath caught. She didn’t know how much, if anything, of what these aliens had told her was true, but the hormonal frenzy she felt right now was all too real.

She’d seen a lot of sexy men aboard this ship, but none could compare to the stunning, virile man standing in front of her now.

Darrick stood up when he saw the Earth woman standing in the doorway.

Gattra, the sight of her took his breath away.

When Casey had asked him to watch over the woman for the evening, all he could think about was that it would be sheer torture, spending time with the person stealing Casey from him. Even if it wasn’t this woman’s fault, it was because of her that he was losing the love of h

is life.

But now, faced with her stunning beauty, his heart pounded.

Her glossy black hair feathered around her heart-shaped face in dark wisps and her luminous blue eyes glowed as they locked on him. He couldn’t stop his gaze from drifting the length of her body and his groin ached at the sight of the royal blue gown hugging her delightful, feminine curves.

He dragged his gaze upward again, lingering briefly on the swell of her round, enticing breasts peeking from the low-cut top. When he reached her face again, he saw that her cheeks had blossomed a lovely dusky rose hue and her eyelashes fanned against her creamy cheeks as her eyelids fluttered downward.

Her shyness appealed to him, which surprised him because Casey, whom he’d always thought was his perfect woman, was anything but shy.

Suddenly, despite his reservations about this evening, he felt mesmerized, like a spell had been cast on him. He wanted to spend time with this woman.

“Jenna, my name is Darrick. Casey wanted to take you out for a special dinner this evening, but something came up and she asked me to take her place. Is that all right with you?”

Her gaze flickered to his, her eyes widening.

“You’re taking her place?”

“For this evening.” When her cheeks flushed darker, he quickly added, “For dinner.”

He didn’t know if her embarrassment was because she was afraid he was making a subtle suggestion that they might enjoy a sexual tryst. Or maybe she wanted that. He knew she must be suffering from the effects of being near her tanash’ae and not acting on it. He had to make sure she knew that nothing was going to happen between them. Despite the intense attraction building inside him.

She nodded. “I’m not sure if I’m dressed appropriately. When I was abd… uh… brought here, we’d been at a party.”

As much as he tried to resist, his gaze followed the lines of her sexy dress again.

“What you’re wearing is perfect.”

The way this man was looking at her made her heart stutter. She wanted to touch him. To slide into his embrace and melt against his big, strong body. To feel his muscular arms around her.

She couldn’t help perusing his body, loving how his uniform accentuated his broad shoulders and trim waist. Then her gaze locked on his crotch. Enthralled by the bulge clearly forming in his pants, her tongue glided over her lips. Just how big was he?

She dragged her gaze back to his face. He looked like a man in a trance. She was sure he felt the same electrifying attraction as she did.

“We should go,” he said then turned to the door.

She followed him into the corridor, then walked along beside him. They turned a corner then he stopped at an elevator. The door slid open but when they stepped inside, it seemed to move horizontally.

“The dining lounge is on the other side of the ship, so it’ll take a few minutes.”