Vox looked up in surprise as he heard a husky feminine voice shouting. He growled low as he caught his first sight of the buxom female who had turned toward the Antrox male. He wanted her. He didn’t understand why, but he wanted her—right now. His body instantly responded to her voice. He felt the primitive need to mate. To possess.
When he saw the face and body that went with the voice, it took everything in him not to struggle against the restraints holding him captive. She was curvy, with large breasts, a small waist, and hips that made his mouth water at the thought of holding on to them. Her hair was the color of their sun and flowed in thick waves down her back almost to her lush, rounded ass.
She is built for loving, he thought in awe as he watched her.
She was wearing a light pi
