Dovis (The Vorge Crew Book 2) Read online

  He grabbed her hand in his. His skin felt soft and hot. “I hate the fucking Teki. They did this to you?” He turned her hand over, examining the scars. A growl rumbled from him.

  She inhaled…and once more loved the way he smelled. Better than food when she had gone too long without eating. Her body began to do funny things again, too. Her nipples beaded and an ache started between her legs. Part of her began to throb down there.

  She’d forgotten to stay away from him. Mari knew she was breathing faster.

  Dovis’s soft brown eyes widened as they stared at each other. His nostrils flared, and his hold on her hand tightened. “Shit.”

  “I forgot.”

  Her gaze lowered to his lips, and for some reason she wanted to touch them. She hesitated for just a second before reaching up with her free hand and lightly brushing her fingertips against them. They were firm but pleasant. The texture wasn’t quite like her own.

  She jerked her hand back, realizing what she’d done.

  “Fuck.” Dovis’s voice deepened. “I need to leave.” He released her hand. “Now.” He spun around and activated the door to open.

  Mari didn’t want him to go. She had freedom and a new life. She was a female human in her twenties. Last time she’d caught his scent, her body had ached for a long time. The idea of sex made her curious, and she’d seen the captain kissing Nara. It looked nice. “Stay! Please?”

  He paused.

  “Please stay. Will you at least kiss me?”

  He faced her and took a step forward, the door closing at his back. “You don’t mean that.”

  “I do.” She stepped closer.

  “You’re only attracted to me because of the bite.”

  “Maybe…but I still want you to kiss me.” He’d also saved her life. She was smart enough not to mention that to him though.

  No one had really cared about her enough to break rules. Captain Cathian had implied if anyone ever found out what Dovis had done that he could be killed. Maybe he’d only taken the risk because she was crew…but she stared at his mouth, wanting to feel it against hers anyway. He was so handsome without the snout. Less frightening.

  He moved closer still. “Don’t hate me later. Swear.”

  “My promise is given.”

  He grabbed her waist, making her gasp at how fast he could move—and then his mouth covered hers.

  Her lips were parted from the sound she’d just made, and his tongue delved inside, meeting hers.

  She thought he smelled wonderful, but his taste was even better.

  Mari moaned, clutching his shoulders. Thoughts left her mind and all she could do was feel.

  Dovis kissed the hell out of Mari. She tasted sweet and his body felt on fire. The idea of shifting back to fur at that moment was something he feared, but the urge didn’t surface.

  He lifted Mari off the floor and she wrapped her thighs around his hips. He had to tear his mouth from hers to watch where he walked. He made it to her bed and placed her on the mattress, following her down.

  He licked her throat and placed kisses there. Her little fingers were tearing at his uniform, trying to get to skin. He freed one of his arms and reached to the side of his shirt, fumbling with the hidden flap, and finally tore it open. He had to lift off her to remove the entire thing and toss it away.

  Mari’s eyes were wide. She panted and ran her hands along his bare chest. Her touch on his sensitive skin nearly drove him insane.

  He wanted her. His shaft swelled until his uniform pants were almost painful. He stared into her eyes. “Tell me to stop.”

  “More,” she whispered. Her hands seemed frantic as they stroked his skin from his chest to his bare shoulders. She dug her short fingernails into his skin and tried to pull him closer.

  “Damn it, Mari. This is just from my saliva.”

  “Don’t care. Please! I hurt.” She released his shoulder and eased a hand between her legs. “Right there. It throbs.”

  He inhaled the scent of her arousal and snarled, lifting up and pulling away from her hold. She made a sound of protest but he ignored it, grabbing her little feet and tearing off her foot covers, tossing them aside. He bent, reaching for her pants next. They had one overlapping button he just tore off before yanking the material down her legs. Humans didn’t appear to wear undergarments…or at least an ex-slave didn’t.

  She had a small bit of fur between her legs. The scent of her need was stronger minus the clothes, and he dropped to his knees, grabbed her thighs, and yanked her to the edge of the bed.

  “You asked for this, Mari. Don’t forget.”

  “What are you doing?” She tried to sit up and close her legs.

  He didn’t let her. Instead, he spread her thighs wider and buried his face in that little patch of fur.

  The taste of her on his tongue had him snarling with need.

  She moaned and her fingers plunged into his hair. She didn’t try to tear him away though, as he licked and tasted her.

  The hard little nub he licked made her moan louder. He remembered what he’d read about humans when he’d researched what Cathian might do to feed from Nara, after she’d been brought onboard when his friend was in heat.

  He sucked and licked on her clit. He had to hold her down when she bucked her hips as if he were hurting her, but he knew better from the pleasured sounds she made. The scent of her arousal grew stronger, and then she cried out his name. The little nub he focused on began to soften slightly.

  He gently stopped and released her thighs, straightening to see her face.

  Mari’s eyes were closed, her pale skin flush as her breathing raced.

  He reached down, opened his uniform pants, and let his shaft free. Dovis gripped her legs, lifted them to rest on the his hips, and slid one hand under her waist to pull her closer. He looked down as he lined them up, until the tip of his shaft pressed against her flesh.

  “Mari, are you certain?”

  She opened her eyes and met his gaze. “Yes.”

  “I’ll be careful.” Humans liked facing positions, from what he’d read. He could see her expression and it would let him know if he caused her pain. She looked small down there, but he pushed against her slit. She was really wet. A groan tore from him as he aimed thick tip of himself against the slit of her pussy. He paused and then released the base of his shaft, getting a good hold on Mari’s hip. He pushed in all the way in one swift thrust.

  She cried out, and he lowered his upper body, pinning her under him as he took possession of her mouth. He was buried deep inside her tight sheath. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and he kissed her. She hesitated for a few seconds but then began to respond. He withdrew a little, paused, and pushed back inside her body.

  He loved the way she felt. Wet, snug around him, and so hot. Soft even there. He thrust slow and steady, liking the way she wrapped her legs around his waist, their bodies pressed against each other. He wished he’d removed her shirt, though.

  He broke the kiss, allowed his hand to shift to claws, and carefully tore open the material to see her breasts.

  They were beautiful. Not too large…the perfect size. He dipped his head to taste one of her taut pink nipples. She moaned again.

  He rocked his hips faster and her moans grew louder.

  She felt perfect and so right. His balls tightened and he knew he was going to expel his seed soon.

  Mari dug her fingernails into his back, clawing him. It increased his pleasure.

  He released her nipple with his mouth. “Harder,” he urged.

  Her nails dug into his skin, and he knew she was probably leaving scratches along his back. He fucked her faster. Her sex tightened around him and then she threw back her head, almost screaming. It hurt his ears but he didn’t care as he stopped holding back, thrusting harder.

  His seed expelled, ecstasy ripping from his balls upward to his brain.

  He braced his arms to keep his weight from crushing her as he slowed his thrusts until every drop of his seed w