This was the way to start the day. Nothing felt better than standing here, warm after a shower, wearing nothing but a towel while the most gorgeous man in the universe approached her from behind.
Rock's arms slid around Geri and he nuzzled her neck while holding her close to his hard, damp body. She closed her eyes and leaned against him, although fear tainted this romantic moment.
Tonight Rock and his twin brother Iron would fight in a gladiatorial match, a top form of entertainment on Alpha Island. Here on the female-dominated planet Amazurn, alpha males were banished to one of four islands where many men survived as gladiators or prostitutes. To a recently arrived Earth woman like Geri, Amazurn took some getting used to. If not for Rock, she wasn't sure how she would have survived here without losing her sanity.
Rock tugged off her towel and let it drop to the floor. Their nude bodies pressed close and his stiffening cock pushed against Geri. He caressed her hips then cupped her breasts. She sighed with pleasure as his thumbs swept over her nipples, awakening them. He slid a hand down her belly and his fingers stroked her soft curls before dipping between her legs.
Geri moaned and wiggled her bottom against him. He chuckled deep in his throat.
"You like this?" he said close to her ear.
"What do you think?"
"I think we can do better." He swept her into his arms and carried her out of the bathroom and into his adjoining bedroom.
Clinging to his neck, Geri gazed into his handsome face and tried not to think about what he'd look like after the fight tonight.
Though he and Iron were one of the top gladiatorial teams on Amazurn, she had doubts about his ability to defeat his upcoming opponent. Redblade not only outweighed Rock, but had more attitude than ten alphas. Despite his strength and skill, Rock had a gentle side. Geri had read about his fights, but had never actually seen one. At the moment she couldn't fathom her sweet, gentle lover going toe-to-toe with a beast like Redblade.
Rock placed her on the bed and loomed above her. Staring into his big blue eyes, she was about to speak, but he covered her mouth in a breath-stealing kiss. Like him it was passionate yet tender. Overwhelmed by affection, she held him tighter and tried to forget about the fight.
He broke the kiss only to trail his lips down her neck.
"You're so beautiful," he said and kissed the tops of her breasts, then took her nipple between his lips. He flicked his tongue over it, then sucked.
Geri gasped with pleasure and arched against him, running her hands over his smooth-shaven head. Groaning with pleasure, Rock kissed his way down her belly.
Despite her desire, concern overcame her. "Shouldn't you save your strength for tonight?"
He paused, his full, kissable lips hovering over her clit. Heavens, the anticipation of how they'd feel on her sensitive flesh had her tingling from head to toe, but she couldn't think of herself.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"You have a fight tonight. I don't want you to waste all your energy now and --"
He snorted, his brow furrowed. "Maybe human males work that way, but not Shand. Sex makes us fight better."
She laughed. "Yeah. Right."
Maybe he was being honest. Though the Shand resembled humans, they had special protective layers around their brains which made them less susceptible to head injuries. Still, they weren't indestructible. Not to mention Rock and Iron were only half Shand. Their mother was from Amazurn and Amazurnian males were known for their delicacy.
"Do you actually think making love with you is going to hurt my chances of winning this fight?" He looked offended.
She rested her hands on his steely shoulders and sighed. "All I mean is why don't you just save it for later?"
A faint smile tugged at his lips. He stretched out beside her and caressed her face. "It's sweet that you're worried about me, Geri, but you need to have more faith. You'll feel differently after tonight."
"I have faith," she said. "I just..."
"Nothing." She kissed him and cuddled close.
"If you're so sure I'm going to get killed, why don't you let me make love to you one last time?"
Horrified, she stared at him and he actually chuckled. "That isn't funny!" she snapped, and tried to rise from the bed, but he held her snugly.
"I'm sorry," he said. "Don't be upset."
"How can you joke about it?"
"I've been in the arena since I was thirteen years old, love. If I didn't know how to do my job, I'd have been out of the game a long time ago."
Their gazes locked, she asked, "Does sex seriously make you perform better in the arena or is that a ploy to get some?"
He grinned and kissed her again. This time she didn't even consider holding back.