The president nodded. “Let me see you to the door.”
Cade looked over his shoulder toward the door, in plain sight behind them. Humans were so strange. The office was large but it was an open plan. There was no risk of them getting lost between here and there, so why did they need an escort?
Regardless, he kept quiet as the tall human accompanied them across to the door.
The president leaned in as he opened it to whisper. “Next time, video it.”
Then, with a wink, he closed the door, leaving them in the corridor.
“Women seriously want to get abducted by us?” Cade rumbled in his deep voice as they headed down the corridor back toward her small quarters on base.
She nodded, checking the day’s schedule on her memopad. They were standard issue for all admin staff on base and allowed her to see the schedules for both the base staff and the visitors at the same time. So far, it appeared they had the rest of the day free. The next engagement the Lathar had was a concert showcasing the musical talents of Earth tomorrow morning. And she knew just what to do with a night and a hot alien…
“They do. It’s a big female fantasy,” she said as they walked past the guard standing outside Cade’s door.
She eyeballed the guy. It was a different guard from last time. She was sure of it. He didn’t acknowledge them. Instead, he stared at a fixed point on the wall opposite.
“Except maybe that one,” she commented, walking into Cade’s arms as the door behind them closed. “He looks like someone stole his last cookie. I don’t think anyone would want to be abducted by him.”
“That’s Venn. He always looks like that,” he murmured, letting her walk him backward toward the bed.
It thrilled her that, no matter how big and powerful he was, how much destruction he was capable of—and she figured it was far more than he was admitting to her—he was so sweet and gentle with her. That he let her dominate him physically… until he didn’t. A dark shiver rolled down her spine. And she loved that just as much. More, if she was honest with herself.
Which he did in the next breath, turning her and tumbling them both to the bed. She giggled softly as he pinned her down, bracing himself over her with one arm as he thrust a hard knee between hers.
“So… tell me more about these abduction fantasies,” he murmured, his expression rapt as he studied her face. She loved his utter focus, especially when it was on her.
He leaned down, grazing her lips with his. “Is that something you’d want? To be abducted by a… uh… savage alien warrior?”
The careful question and the low growl in his words hit her down low, the shiver becoming something deeper and darker. Her hands tangled in the edges of his jacket, and she held him to her.
“Oh yeah,” she purred back, falling into the game. “Thrown over the shoulder, carried off to your… sorry, carried off to some alien barbarian’s lair to be pinned up against the wall and claimed thoroughly. It’s something I’ve always dreamed about.”
“Thoroughly, huh?” He smiled against her lips, shrugging out of his jacket so she could touch him properly.
She nodded, sliding her hands over the carved muscles of his chest. “Oh yes. It’s a very important part of the fantasy.”
“Good.”
He kissed her, claiming her lips with a hard kiss that took her breath away. She pressed herself against him as he parted her lips with a hard sweep of his tongue, plundering her mouth with devastating finesse. He’d been a virgin… so where the fuck had he learned to kiss that way?
But she didn’t care, not when he slid a big hand behind her hips and pulled them up against his, grinding against her. The thick length of his erection pressed against her lower belly, making her moan against his lips.
Then she was airborne, squeaking in surprise as she grabbed for him. A second later she found herself over his shoulder.
“Cade! What the hell?” she demanded as he strode for the bathroom.
“No lair,” he announced, his voice lower than she’d ever heard it. “Got a bathroom, though. It’ll do.”
She stifled her laugh as he carried her through the door and kicked it shut behind them. To keep herself busy, she slid her hands down his back, tracing the line of his spine and making him shiver beneath her.
“Behave, female,” he growled and swatted her ass with a large hand. She gave a mock-squeal, playing it up, but then ruined it by moaning when his spank became a caress.
“I have to say,” he murmured as he gently dropped her to her feet, her back against the tiled wall in the shower. He’d walked them right in there. “I’m really a fan of this outfit.”
His eyes were warm as he smoothed his hands over her hips, the rough skin of his palms catching on the fabric of her skirt and rouching it higher.
She bit her lip as he pushed it up, catching the edge of her skirt in strong fingers to pull it up around her waist. “It’s very pretty, but I prefer it out the way. So I can thoroughly… be thorough with you.”
Spreading his hand over her stomach, he pushed her back against the wall. The cold tiles made her shiver but not as much as the feeling of his hand sliding between her thighs. She parted them automatically, lifting her chin for his kiss as he shoved a big hand into her panties. Her knees buckled as his fingertips grazed her clit, sending sparkles of pleasure through her whole system. Holy cow, if he could do that with just a touch…
“You’ve been learning,” she murmured, kissing along his stubbled jaw. Her words stuttered as he proved her right, zeroing in on her clit and rubbing in small circles that sent her halfway to heaven.
“Uh-huh,” he nodded, tilting his head back and baring the strong column of his throat for her. “Helps that I have a real-life mate to practice on now.”
She hummed in the back of her throat, forced up on her tiptoes as he slid two thick fingers inside of her, the heel of his palm pressing against her needy clit. She rode his hand, rocking her hips as she pulled him down to kiss her.
And kiss her he did, their tongues mating in a torrid dance. It seemed incredible to her that she’d found him, the perfection of his existence out there—her very own alien prince—and his kiss blew her away. She happily fell into the fantasy, the spell he created around them.
He didn’t stop kissing her as he slid his hand from her, stripping her clothes from her willing body to drop them behind him outside the shower stall.
She leaned back, breath coming in short pants of need as she watched him strip his own clothing with more haste than anything else.
She was surprised he didn’t tear the tough leather as he ripped them off so quickly. Heat rose on her cheeks, and a very feminine satisfaction filled her that he couldn’t wait to get naked and get back to her. But then her thoughts were sidetracked by the sight of him as he stood in all his naked glory in front of her.
He was tall, taller than any human, and broad across the shoulders. His heavily muscled chest flowed into a narrow waist and hips just made for her to wrap her legs around. His legs were just as powerful with strong horseman’s thighs—wait, did they have alien horses?—and solid calves. One thing was for sure. He definitely didn’t miss leg day… and she knew the view was just as good from the back. His ass was something to die for.