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be done with it. He gave her one final chance.
    “Tell me to stop,” he growled. Short, hot gusts of his breath skittered along her shoulder blade.
    As much as the confines of his strict hold on her would allow, she shook her head no.
    A snarl escaped his lips, a cross between anger and satisfaction. With no hesitation whatsoever, his teeth clamped down on the back of her neck to grasp her sharply in their grip.
    Jenise cried out in alarm. What was he doing? Frightened, she tried to writhe free but could not.
    Decisively, he thrust forward.
    In one swift movement, he pierced her maiden’s membrane with a powerful stroke. Jenise’s knees buckled as shock and pain hit her.
    The Familiar released her hair to clasp her hands in his. He steadied her against the wall, still deeply embedded in her.
    Jenise gulped in air, trying to find her breath against this terrible invasion. She felt him above her and behind her and in her as he, too, fought for his breath and, perhaps, his control.
    They seemed to stay like that for an eternity, yet in actuality it could only have been a few moments. It was curious but Jenise noticed that they were starting to breathe together. In and out, in and out, their breaths were the only thing moving between them, like waves flowing together…
    Her tense muscles gradually began to relax, liquefying into him. It occurred to her that he might be deliberately calming her with his even pacing. His rugged chest rose and fell against her back; his compelling scent gently lulled her now.
    Jenise closed her eyes, leaning back into him.
    A murmur of approval rolled from his chest. His large, skilled hands dropped to the curve of her hips. The tips of his fingernails scraped up over her hipbones. Simultaneously the edges of his clean teeth grazed up the sensitive side of her neck.
    It was an incredibly erotic ploy.
    Jenise shivered, but not from fear. The arousing action had whetted her interest in what was to come.
    Which was as Gian intended. There was a pulling friction as he abruptly withdrew from her.
    Shocked, she stared at him over her shoulder.
    He released her, stepping back, away. “There is not much time, taja. We must leave now.”
    Jenise was stunned. “But you…that is…you have not…”
    Strong fingers cupped her chin. He smiled faintly. “No, I have not.”
    A small line of puzzlement furrowed between her brows. “Why?”
    “Because you have said you do not want pleasure and so I cannot take mine either.”
    Jenise flushed. She hadn’t meant that he should not find his own satisfaction! It would have been too cruel to expect that of any man. “Surely you did not think I meant you!”
    Gian grinned. He couldn’t help himself. How little she knew about his kind.
    Well, that would change soon.
    This creamcat was very engaging and the journey to Aviara would be most entertaining. Not to mention enlightening. For both of them.
    He bent over to whisper against her mouth, “I thank you for being so considerate of my welfare.” His lips brushed hers teasingly. He sipped the pink skin delicately. Just a hint of touch. “But I never said I was finished.”
    It took a moment for the meaning of his words to sink in; Jenise was drowning in the expert touch of that succulent male mouth.
    She blinked as her sanity returned. “Unfortunately, Familiar, you are finished. You have done what I askedand now I will honor the rest of our agreement. We will attempt to make Tunnel point together. As for anything else between us, that is over.”
    Gian gave her an amused, knowing look which calmly refuted the statement. In the past, he had often told his younger blood relative Rejar that a Familiar was never finished until he was good and finished. Gian was far from good and finished.
    In fact, he had not yet begun.
    “I will be glad to explore this unique interpretation with you later; now, am I to assume one of these keys opens the door?” He held up the key chain, dangling it from his fingers.
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