Chapter 18

The kiss seemed to take him by surprise because he froze at first. She almost panicked. Was he going to reject her? She wasn’t used to coming on to a man like this. She’d never kissed a man first in her life and wondered if she’d just made a huge mistake.

But just when she thought he might push her away, his body relaxed into hers and his lips softened against hers. She felt a surge of relief mixed with desire as their tongues entwined in a passionate dance. The taste of oranges and something dark and alluring flooded her senses, making her hunger for more.

With each touch of their lips, she felt a surge of electricity pulse through her body. Her nails dug into the back of his hair, pulling him closer as she gave in to her primal desires. She pressed herself against him, feeling his hardness against her leg.

It was clear that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. She reveled in the thought that he desired her in return. And she wanted him with every fiber of her being.

This was not how she imagined things would go when she first met Losax on the spaceship. But here they were, in the bathroom of all places, giving in to their desires without hesitation.

She didn’t care about their short time together; it felt like they had known each other for years. He made her feel cherished and loved, something she hadn’t experienced since her parents passed away. And this connection between them was so much more than just physical need.

Their hungry kisses were interrupted by a brief moment of clarity between them.

“I want you,” she murmured, unable to contain her desire any longer.

His response only fueled her passion even more.

“I want you too,” he confessed, his purple eyes nearly black with desire. “But this is not what I had planned. Earth customs said that the first time should be special.”

If she weren’t already practically head-over-heels for this tall and sexy alien, his words would have sealed the deal. But she couldn’t care less about traditions or expectations.

“Anywhere is special with you,” she whispered, reaching for him and feeling his impressive arousal through his clothing. He groaned in response and claimed her lips once more.

This was more than just a physical release; it was a deep connection between them. And nothing could stop them now.

Her heart raced as she thought of the other passengers on the spaceship, just inches away on the other side of the bathroom door. Could they hear them? She almost didn’t care. Let them. All she needed was Losax, and she needed him now. She had denied herself this pleasure for far too long and she couldn’t hold back any longer. Survival instincts overtook logical thoughts as she clung to him like a life raft.

He pulled away from their kiss, gasping for air, and effortlessly lifted her onto the edge of the counter. She felt a surge of desire as she gazed into his deep purple eyes and realized how strong he was. His muscles were compact yet powerful, and she wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her. She pushed away all thoughts of consequences and let pure instinct take over.

Her body vibrated with need as he raised her dress, revealing her choice to go commando underneath because she loved the way it felt against her skin.

But now, it took on a whole new meaning with Losax’s touch caressing her bare skin. “This is an interesting discovery,” he murmured in surprise as his fingers found her sensitive spot, sending shivers down her spine. “Did you come here ready for this?”

She wanted to tell him no, that she had never done anything like this before. But the truth was, she had never thought she would be on a space cruise ship engaging in this forbidden act with an alien man. And yet, here she was, craving him intensely.

His touch drove her wild as he slipped a finger inside her, making it clear that he knew exactly how much she wanted him. She moaned in response, feeling like she had always been ready for this moment with him.

“Yes, you came ready,” he murmured and she realized the truth in his statement. She felt like she’d always been ready for this. For him. And now, there were no more hurdles or obligations to hold them back. It was just pure animalistic desire guiding their every move.

And then she knew she would enjoy it—hot, heavy, and urgent—despite the fear of getting caught and the thrill of breaking all the rules. She had always been the type of woman to make a man work for her affection, but with Losax, she was willing to give everything without hesitation.

He moved back slightly and she eagerly reached for his fly, desperate to free him and fulfill her desire. He claimed her mouth once again and she moaned louder, feeling an overwhelming wave of want wash over her. She freed him from his pants and felt a surge of excitement at the sight of his impressive size.

Far on the north side of average in comparison to human males, and oh so very, very ready for her. She’d never seen a man so hard, so ready. He groaned as she wrapped her hands around him, as she felt the proof of his need. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. She felt giddy suddenly, powerful, as she clutched him in her hands.

The only thing that gave her pause was he was ridged. Like honest to goodness ridges. She tried not to gawk as she explored. There were some other obvious differences in his anatomy. Size was just a part of it. He was large enough to make her question if he’d fit, but the fact that he was ribbed for her pleasure made her willing to chance it. As if he’d been designed to make sure she was thoroughly pleased.

But it wasn’t just his size that fascinated her—it was the fact that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. With a sense of power and confidence, she wrapped her hands around him and savored the proof of his need for her.

Impressive was an understatement for how he felt in her hand—hard, wide, and ready for her in every way. And she couldn’t wait to experience all of him, letting go of all inhibitions and simply indulging in this primal act with the man who made her feel like an animal in heat.

She stared as she explored his body. He was definitely not like any man she had been with before. His anatomy was different, his size intimidating, but he had a ribbed texture that promised pleasure. As they prepared to join together, she could hardly believe it was happening. Her heart raced and her body trembled with anticipation.

He looked at her with his deep purple eyes. Unable to speak, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly. He pressed himself against her, sending waves of desire through her body. She had given up control, finally letting go as they soared through the clouds in this tin bird.

“Ready?” he asked again, teasingly rubbing against her once more, sending a wave of urgent want thrumming down her legs to her knees. They shook with anticipation.

“Yes,” she whispered, hoarse, her nails digging into his shoulders.

“Do you have an implant or do I need to —”

“I’m ready,” she interjected. “Everything is taken care of.”

She barely finished the statement before he was inside her, filling and stretching her in ways she had never experienced before. They moaned in unison, lost in the intense pleasure of the moment. She had never felt so alive, so fully consumed by raw passion. As she held onto him, she knew that she was giving herself completely to him with no strings attached.

They were primal beings in this intimate space, their bodies moving as one. Each thrust brought her closer to the edge, and she felt like she could climax at any moment.

So close.

So very close.

Any second now.

But then he slowed down, slipping a finger between them and bringing her to the brink even faster. “You have to come first,” he demanded. “I won’t until you do.”

She couldn’t refuse him, not when he spoke in that low growl and commanded her to come hard for him. And so she did, trembling and gasping as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her as she plunged over the edge, feeling as if she was plummeting out of the sky. She clutched his shoulders blindly.

He fell into her then, his forehead resting on her shoulder as they both breathed hard.

“That was...amazing,” Losax sputtered, voice just below a whisper.

He withdrew slowly, delicately, but still making them both shudder at the loss of contact. She felt empty and aching for him already. But then he surprised her by cleaning them both off with a sanitizing cloth before dressing them again.

“You are amazing,” he murmured, making her feel shy and smile all at once.

“So are you,” she breathed, still reeling from her climax, still amazed at the depth of her want for him, about how she’d thrown every bit of caution out the window for him. He moved back so she could slide down from the counter.

As she caught her breath, Taryn could feel the lingering taste of him on her lips and the slickness of their release between her thighs. She leaned back against the counter, her dress rumpled with evidence of their passion falling back into place. Panic set in as she realized they needed to leave the bathroom without being seen.

“Let me go out first,” Losax suggested, breaking through her thoughts. “I’ll knock once if it’s clear, twice if it’s not.”

Taryn wondered if he had done this before. But then again, his surprise when she suggested it seemed genuine. Pushing those thoughts aside, she nodded and watched as he slipped out of the bathroom into the darkened cabin. One knock followed by a count to twenty and Taryn emerged, relieved to see that no one was waiting for them.

Guiltily, she glanced around and found that the area was still as desolate as it had been when they’d entered.

She felt triumphant as Losax pushed away from the wall as if he’d been standing there waiting for her the entire time before reaching for her hand.

Why did doing bad things feel so very...good?

This wasn’t her, she reminded herself. I don’t do things like this.

You just did , an inner voice told her.

“I hope I wasn’t too aggressive,” she confessed in a low voice. “I don’t usually do things like that.”

Her inner voice reminded her that she just did, and wondered why doing something so wrong felt so good. But this wasn’t who she was, she reminded herself again.

Reaching their seats, they sat down and tried to act casual as if nothing had happened between them in the bathroom. But Taryn couldn’t shake off the feeling of exhilaration mixed with shame. She hoped Losax didn’t think less of her now that he had seen this side of her.

“You know, technically, I can’t attack someone who’s a willing participant,” he pointed out. “Besides, if things continue between us I’m sure I will discover more Earth customs like this. I am not complaining.”

She laughed out loud. “That isn’t exactly an Earth custom. Well, the mile-high club is but what we just did exceeds that by far.”

“Mile-high club?” Losax tilted his head to the side. “I have more research to do.”