Bride for the Space Cowboy (Match Made in Space #2)

Epilogue

Melody

I stare up at this alien cowboy, feeling breathless. Some qualities about the men on this planet feel so human. I’m aware they descended centuries ago from humans and have mated with us, but it’s still a strange feeling. The man’s caramel eyes study me, and I don’t know what to think of this feeling inside. I feel liquid and hot all over.

“Melody,” he says.

“Yes?”

“That’s a lovely name.” He takes a step closer, and I feel a visceral pull in my chest, almost as if a cord connects us and draws tighter the closer he gets.

Heat rises in my cheeks, and my pulse skitters wildly out of control, racing at a breakneck pace.

“Thank you,” I whisper breathlessly, a little disconcerted. I swallow and scramble for my composure. “I forgot your name.”

“Hunter.” He takes another step closer, reaching for one of my hands.

I don’t hesitate or pull away, which is unusual because I’m terrified of men.

Ever since I was selected to come to this planet to mate with an alien space cowboy, I have been so relieved to escape the desolate, lonely life I’d been leading on Earth. I’ve been here almost two months now and have been starting to despair of ever meeting a mate.

Jane, the princess, keeps telling me that it takes time. It’s not that I doubt her, but Nadine found a mate before we even left the planet. I tell myself it’s okay, that I don’t need to experience the mythical infinity pulse that’s supposed to exist here.

With Hunter near, it feels like my body is lit up with sparks, and I wonder if it’s the infinity pulse. I’ve never even kissed a man or touched a man beyond being beaten by my own father and the other men in my family. I have no idea what to expect. Simply not being abused is more than enough for me.

But this feeling is overwhelming. This pleasurable, unfamiliar sensation between my thighs is making me slick and needy.

Hunter’s hand is warm, his grip strong and firm. He lifts my hand and turns it over. He dips his head and drops a kiss in the center of my palm. It’s a shock to my system, a sizzling sensation rippling throughout my body.

I inhale sharply. He takes another step closer. It feels like we have an electrical force field around us, snapping and crackling. My knees feel liquid, and that strange sensation between my thighs becomes more powerful. It feels empty—as if I need something there—and I know Hunter can fulfill that.

I lick my lips. “What’s happening?”

He takes another step closer. When he brushes against me, I feel a thick, hard length swelling against me. “You will be my mate,” he says with slow deliberation, his voice low and gruff. “I will talk to the prince tonight, and we will marry in a week.”

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