As he lifted her, he made little desperate sounds that sent heat right down her body to where they were joined.

God, I love this. I love how crazy this is making him.

He pulled her down onto his cock and shouted, a startling sound coming from someone who was usually so controlled. When he pulsed inside her, Alana threw her head back with a shout of her own and came harder than she ever had in her life.

Ice shuddered, his breath catching many times as he moved them so they could both lie down. He took pains to stay inside her as they moved, and Alana loved that, too. He wasn’t ready for it to end.

When he finally slipped out of her and they’d both caught their breath, she lay against him, wondering at all the feelings swirling inside her.

After a long silence, Ice stroked her hair. “Now I understand why humans do this. You found that as pleasurable as I did?”

Alana giggled, and felt almost like a young girl again. “Couldn’t you tell? You have excellent instincts, Ice. You surprised me.”

“And this is something humans do often? Not just for procreation?” he asked.

Alana didn’t think she was imagining the hopeful tone of his voice. “Many people do it as often as they can. Daily, sometimes. More than once. No procreation required.”

“That is…good.” Ice’s voice was tight now, and when Alana bent her knee to drape her thigh across his hips, she understood why. Crimeans apparently didn’t need much of a recovery period. Ice was hard again, tenting the sheets, and moving his hips slightly to rub himself against them.

She covered the bulge with her hand and gently squeezed, and that was enough to have him groaning, pushing the sheets away, and pulling her on top of him. As she slipped down onto him with a sigh, his strong hands gripped her hips and urged her to ride his cock. Alana’s pussy instantly tightened as the first stirrings of a new orgasm started building.

What do you know? Crimea’s not so bad after all….

Chapter Thirteen

“Ice.” Emperor Chaos motioned for Ice to come into the room where he and Prime Minister Hallow sat a square table, cups in front of them containing something that smelled like peppertea. “How is the investigation coming?”

The prime minister stiffened at that. No doubt he thought it was one more waste of time and resources.

“Honestly, I don’t know, Emperor. I’ve come to report on something else. Alana and I have engaged in sexual relations.” Ice could still feel her heat around him, could still taste her on his lips.

The prime minister’s face looked as if it would collapse on itself at any moment. “You had sex with that human?”

“You should watch your tone when speaking about Alana,” Ice said, the words out before it dawned on him the tone he was taking with Crimea’s Prime Minister.

“Are you threatening me, Ice Silverkiller?” Hallow’s eyes narrowed as he stood.

Emperor Chaos stood and moved between them, his hands out as if to hold each of them back from the other. “Of course he isn’t threatening you. Calm down.” He turned to Ice. “You did this as an experiment, I take it. Have you learned anything from it?”

“Your Majesty, it wasn’t an experiment. I want her. But I still can’t explain why.”

Chaos didn’t smile but he was clearly pleased. “I see. You’ve spent a great deal more time with her than any other Crimean. And humans are sexually instinctive and active from what we know. Perhaps that’s the missing puzzle piece, and it will only take one person in a pairing to be interested for it to encourage the other?”

“I’m not sure,” Ice said. “But I do know that no Crimean woman has ever had this effect on me. I—I can’t stop thinking about her even now.”

The emperor glanced at the prime minister, who looked like he might spit up his peppertea, then looked to Ice. “This is wonderful news. Not only did you engage in mating, you want more. This is what’s needed to ensure our continued survival. And if Alana can bring out the mating urge in one Crimean, perhaps she can do the same for more. They in turn can bring out the urge in Crimean women.” The emperor crossed his arms. “Do you think she’d be willing to engage in sexual relations with several more of our men?”

Ice heard the prime minister’s scoff with the part of his mind that hadn’t just gone red hot at the emperor’s suggestion. “No!”

Both the prime minister and the emperor leaned back, shocked. Ice had just shouted at them.

“I—I’m sorry. Forgive me.”

“You do not like the idea of her having sex with other Crimeans?”

“No. Not at all.” Ice didn’t just dislike the idea, he hated it. The very thought made him angry and made him want to wrap his arms around Alana to protect her from such things. He didn’t like feeling angry, but the scientist in him found it fascinating.

The prime minister moved closer, his slitted eyes boring into Ice. “You only want her to have sex with you? Remarkable. You’re jealous of an alien female.” He turned to the emperor. “Do you see, Chaos? Where these kinds of ideas lead? If he can grow that attached to an alien in a matter of a few days, wait until they’ve known each other a few months. You can expect betrayal, pain, poor choices from these kinds of feelings and relationships. I warned you about all this.”

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