Captured by the Alien Warrior Hope Hart (interesting books to read for teens .txt) 📖

Her hand slides down, clamping around me, and I see stars.

She laughs at my low growl, and any thoughts I had of drawing this out are immediately pushed from my mind.

I feel a savage need to pound into her, to mark her as mine. To make it so that no other male will ever compare to what I can do to her.

The idea of another male touching her is enough to make me snarl, and Charlie’s eyes widen. But I am large, and I would never hurt my tiny female.

I slide my hand down and gently brush against the small nub of nerves that makes her moan. I push one finger inside her, watching as her eyes flutter shut.

“I need to be inside you,” I murmur.

“Yes. Inside me now,” she says, twisting her hips against my hand.

I replace my hand with my cock, pressing it against her. Then I’m pressing into her as she whimpers, angling her hips so I can slide deeper.

I sink in, harder than I’ve ever been, groaning at the heat of her as she squeezes around me. And then I’m deep within her, pelvis to pelvis, and she meets my gaze with a moan.

I begin to thrust, her walls gripping me, and I fist her curly hair, kissing her the way she taught me, thrusting my tongue deep and claiming her mouth.

My hands slide to her hips, holding them steady as I pound deep, ravishing her as she tightens even more around me, throwing her head back.

Her breath catches, and I slam my mouth down on hers, capturing her loud groans as she shakes and trembles around me. I follow her over, pleasure bursting along my every nerve, my limbs trembling as I claim her one last time.

How will I make myself leave her?

Charlie

Dragix brushes a gentle kiss to my cheek, and the furs rustle around me as he gets out of bed.

I open my eyes. “Where are you going?”

His expression is resigned, and I narrow my eyes at him.

“You’re leaving, aren’t you? You were just going to sneak out of here without even saying goodbye.”

“I thought it would be easier this way. For both of us.”

I let out a choked laugh. “Easier? I never thought you were a coward, Dragix.”

His eyes sharpen at that. His expression is remote now, as if he has mentally already left.

I throw back the furs and get to my feet, ignoring the fact that I’m butt naked.

Dragix’s eyes travel down my body before he wrestles them back to my face. “Be careful, little two-leg.”

I stare at him. “You’re threatening me now?”

“I am the one being that the warriors here fear. You should remember that.”

“Fuck you.” He steps forward, eyes flaring, and I hold up a hand. “Why are you picking a fight? So it’ll be easier to leave me that way?” He’s silent, and I laugh. “Right. You don’t have to go, you know. You could stay here. With me. Help us fight off whatever is coming. Be with me, Dragix.”

I’m practically begging, and his face is getting colder and more remote by the second. After last night…the thought of not seeing him again…it cracks something inside me.

“I don’t belong here,” he says. “These are not my people.”

“I know they’re not. But…they could be your people. At least for a little while.”

He bares his teeth at that, and I realize it was the worst thing I could have said. He turns and stalks from the kradi, and I pull on a pair of pants, cursing as I shove my legs into them.

Surprisingly, he hasn’t flown away by the time I stumble from the kradi, still pulling my shirt over my head. He’s stalking toward the camp gates, ignoring the few Braxians who are walking through the camp this early.

The sun is rising, bathing the ground with a warm light. The air is cool and fresh, and my heart is breaking.

I follow him, running to catch up with his long stride. And then I push him behind one of the kradis. It’s only the fact that I have surprise on my side that makes it work, and he blinks at me for a moment before his face hardens again.

“The people here could die, Dragix.”

He’s silent, and I stare at him.

“You don’t care, do you?”

“I told you. I only care about you.”

I’ve made a mistake giving him human traits. Imagining that he felt human emotions. He’ll never be able to see past his rage and hurt to help the Braxians, even if it means also helping me and the other women.

I step back. I’ve made a fool of myself chasing after him. We agreed to this. He was going to drop me off here and leave. I’m the one who asked him to stay the night.

My mistake.

He looks at me, those gold eyes hard. But something flickers in them as we stare at each other, and his mouth tightens, as if he’s fighting back the words he wants to say.

I clear my throat. I did what I swore I would never do again. I got attached to a man who I knew would hurt me. It may not be physical pain, but it still feels agonizing enough to kill me.

“There’s no point drawing this out, then.” I step back. “Goodbye, Dragix.”

He nods, his face blank. But I know him well enough by now to see torment flash through those gold eyes.

“Goodbye Charlie.”

Chapter Thirteen

Charlie

I feel like I’ve been cut open and left to bleed out. But I put on a happy face and attempt to explain why Dragix chose not to help us.

It’s obvious that the other women don’t understand, but they accept my explanations anyway. We have bigger things to worry about, and after another meeting, we’ve decided that some of us will travel to the tribes that still haven’t agreed to ally with us.

Tomorrow, I’ll be heading to a tribe that’s located close to what the others call the Colossal Water. Apparently, the tribe king is