Mating Fever. Grace Goodwin
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Mating Fever
Interstellar Brides® Program: Book 10
Grace Goodwin
Mating Fever: Copyright © 2017 by Grace Goodwin
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Goodwin, Grace
Mating Fever
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This book was written for an adult audience only. Spanking and other sexual activities included in this book are strictly fantasies intended for adults and are neither endorsed nor encouraged by the author or publisher.
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1
Megan Simmons, Medical Station, Battleship Karter, Sector 437
I was being kissed. And carried. Literally lifted off my feet and a hot, very insistent mouth was on mine. We were moving but I didn’t know to where. I didn’t care. I just wanted to be kissed.
Hot. Deep. Lush. My body responded instantly. My pussy became wet, my nipples hardened when a growl rumbled deep in his chest. I felt it as much as heard the carnal sound.
All at once, I was pushed against a wall and I felt every hard inch of him pressing into me. He was big. So big that I felt the thick outline of his cock pressing high against my belly.
“Mine,” he said, his voice a harsh rasp. His lips only lifted enough for him to breathe that one word, but I felt it all the way to my toes.
Yes. I had no problem agreeing with that. I had no idea who this guy was or why he was kissing me, but I didn’t care. I wanted him with a desperation I’d never known.
Through our clothes I felt his heat. It was as if he had a fever, his body raging with a need for me that all but consumed him, turned him into something dark and primitive.
“Yes, yours,” I whispered.
His hands slid down my body, down my bare body. Wait. I was naked. He was dressed. I should stop him, but why? It felt too damn good.
I didn’t need my clothes. I needed him to remove his.
He stepped back and I was able to see he wore the uniform of a Coalition fighter, and he filled it out so beautifully. I couldn’t, though, see his face. Why? Why couldn’t I see who was making me so needy?
His hands went to his pants, opened them and pulled out his cock. Whoa, now that was a monster cock. Long and thick with a broad head, I licked my lips with an eagerness to taste him.
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