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Holy guacamole! A slit had opened in his abdomen, and out it slid. His penis was snakelike with a frill of tentacles around the top. Kinda freaky.
    “Freaky?” The Battle Commander’s voice was a low growl.
    Oh hell! I had forgotten the cardinal rule. Never, ever make fun of a guy’s penis. “No need to get all snarky. I was just a little…uh…surprised. Can I touch it?”
    “Yes.” The snake stopped, and the copper-colored frill opened and closed almost as if it was scenting the air.
    I reached down and wrapped a hand around it. It was velvety to touch, but I could feel a steel-like hardness beneath the skin.
    The tentacles petted my hand.
    An amazed laugh broke from me. “I think he likes me.” The snake grew in size. “A lot.”
    A shudder shook Voss, and he barked, “Spread your legs.”
    “But…” I pointed at his now enormous penis. “That’s never gonna fit.”
    He bared his fangs in a vicious snarl. “Do it.”
    I quickly obeyed. Someone was being a cranky butt.
    Voss dropped his shields, and his overwhelming need slammed into my mind. It was a wild, out-of-control rush of hunger only I could satisfy.
    My body suddenly burned, ached for him. I needed him inside me. I needed to touch him. I wanted his possession.
    Voss was everywhere. The gentle brush of his mind against mine was incredibly intimate. He slid a calloused palm under the elastic bandage wrapped around my chest and stroked my breasts, sending pleasure cascading over me.
    I licked and suckled his right nipple. God, I loved his spicy taste, the way his muscles danced beneath my fingers.
    His greedy mouth fastened on mine, branding me, claiming me.
    “You are mine,” Voss rumbled in my head.
    My body convulsed as his engorged penis thrust into me and penetrated my womb. I screamed as the tentacles pulsed and vibrated wildly. Hooboy. Who needed sex toys? Even better—no batteries.
    I wriggled and squirmed as the vibrations intensified. “Oh God. That’s incredible.”
    “Mine,” Voss shouted again. His penis seesawed across my clit.
    Nearly helpless with desire, I grabbed his buttocks and hung on. The fiery mating of our mouths was almost primal. Voss filled that empty void inside my heart, and I knew he would never leave me. I was his for all eternity. I felt the mating bond snap in as a brain-jelling orgasm hit. Boneless, I slumped across the counter as spasm after spasm shook me. Oh my God! Sex with a warlord was an incredible, mind-blowing rush.
    Voss put his uniform back on. “Get dressed. We hunt now.”
    I struggled into a sitting position and glared at him. “So much for coital bliss.”
    Pure male satisfaction flashed in his eyes as he tossed me my armor. “I made you a promise.”
    “True, but next time I expect more than a slam, bam, thank you, ma’am.”
    A wicked smile pulled at Voss’s mouth. “You are going to be a very demanding mate.”
    “Very.” My body craved his touch. I wanted to rub myself all over him. I… Crap. What I had read about the mating bond was true. There would be no divorce or separation. Only death would part us. I hurriedly dressed and fished the car keys out of Jose’s pocket.
    The Battle Commander held out his hand and announced arrogantly, “I will drive the vehicle.”
    “You know how to drive?”
    “I know how to pilot many vehicles.”
    “Yeah, but cars aren’t quite like spaceships.”
    “You doubt my skills?” His tone was more than a bit testy as he snatched the keys away from me.
    Smothering a groan, I grabbed my bag of tricks and followed him out the door. Male pride was such a fragile thing.
    Voss picked me up, gently put me in the truck, and climbed in.
    I slid over, fighting back a laugh. The big guy barely fit behind the steering wheel.
    He inserted the key into the ignition. “Machine on.”
    A giggle escaped me.
    With a puzzled frown, Voss asked, “That is not the correct command?”
    “Nope.” I turned the key, and the engine roared to life. “You know, it