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security codes to her door so no one could enter without his knowing. He also made sure to have meals delivered to her regularly, asking a young Reestrian boy who’d come along with his father to enter her quarters with the meals so she wouldn’t be afraid.
    The Ettalians didn’t appear again, and the Reestrians planned to scan Earth and all surrounding planets for signs of the troublesome aliens, lest they decide to return for another fight. No one knew why they’d attacked, and all efforts to contact their government went unanswered.
    The lights in the corridor shifted to a soft blue, signaling that the Raavika had landed and it was now time to disembark the ship. Joseph pressed the button outside Angie’s quarters, and he heard the bell ringing inside her rooms, but she didn’t answer. With a deep sigh, he once again let himself into her quarters uninvited.
    “Angie! We’ve arrived on Reestria and it’s time to leave the ship.” He hurried inside and found her standing beside the bed, wearing a pair of pink panties and a matching bra that pushed her large breasts up in an enticing manner. She grasped a dress in front of her and stood frozen, her eyes wide and her face pale. Then, as if she’d snapped back to her senses, she held the dress up in front of her body like a shield.
    Of course he’d already looked his fill, and now he was practically drooling on the floor.
    “Get out!”
    “I am here to escort you to my family’s home. Princess Kira and Prince Alex are expecting you.”
    “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m getting dressed.”
    He strode closer to her and stroked a finger down her cheek. A shudder rippled through her body and she started to release a moan, but caught herself in time to play it off as a gasp. But he knew. He also knew she was pressing her thighs together and squirming, and not for the first time in his presence. A pretty blush bloomed across her face, and her hands trembled as she clutched the dress.
    The heat of his mating urge returned, and with it his senses sharpened so much he actually detected the feminine scent of her arousal. His nostrils flared and he suspected his eyes had gone pitch black. He felt very much the predator sizing up his prey, and he didn’t miss a single move she made, or a single breath she took.
    The annoyance in her eyes faded the longer he stared at her. Her lips parted and she lifted her face. The careful control he’d maintained during the last two days threatened to snap.
    “If I kiss you again,” he said in a warning tone, “I am not sure I’ll be able to stop.” He took her hands in his and caressed the soft underside of her wrists. The dress dropped to the floor and though he longed to look upon her body again, he forced his eyes to hers. If he saw fear in her gaze, he would turn his back and wait for her to get dressed. But as he peered into her bottomless green depths, he detected no hint of fear.
    Instead, he saw a mixture of lust and hopefulness. Her breaths quickened and her bosom rose and fell faster, tempting him to drop his eyes, but still he watched her expression lest she panic.
    “I thought you didn’t want me.” She blinked back tears. “You were an ass, remember?”
    He chuckled and dropped her hands, then circled his arms around her and brought her close, flush against his body. His erection pulsed in the confines of his pants. “Are human men ever… asses sometimes?”
    She laughed. “All the time.”
    “Then how do female humans deal with the males? If they are asses all the time?”
    “We forgive them and keep loving them anyway.” She flushed and looked away. “I mean… not saying I love you. God, that came out all wrong. What I meant was…”
    He silenced her with a kiss, bringing his hands up to hold her head in place while he tasted her. Mine, mine, mine . Though he ached to rip off her panties, bend her over the bed, and thrust his cock into her sweetness, he focused on kissing her as tenderly as