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his hand, enjoying her heat, which increased even more when he squeezed lightly.
    “Delos, stop teasing me.” Her voice was edgy, ragged. “Really, I can’t take any more!”
    She was his now, his female. She lay open to him, awaiting pleasure.
    Exquisitely slowly, he entered her with one finger, feeling her wet folds give way before his invasion. Throwing her head back, she let out a cry. He pushed in farther, sighing with satisfaction when her inner muscles clenched around his finger.
    Leaning closer, he whispered, “Is that what you want?”
    She gasped, “Yes! More!”
    He drew his finger in and out, wishing it were his organ that traveled back and forth in her clinging pink channel, stroking and milking him.
    “Delos! Please!”
    He added another finger and moved his hand faster. Her cries increased, a frantic note in her voice. She stared up at the ceiling, panting, jerking her hips every time his fingers plunged inside. He gazed down at her, fascinated with the enraptured expression on her face.
    Her cheeks were flushed, her lips pink and parted. She’d never seemed more beautiful. His eyes went out of focus as he imagined the day of the Spring Running. Her delighted cries at his powerful thrusts…the way she would spur him on, begging to be mounted again and again…
    “Oh! So good!”
    “Come for me, beautiful one. Take your pleasure.” He thrust deep with his fingers. She wriggled hard against his hand while he rubbed his thumb against her swollen clitoris. She screamed and her vagina spasmed. Groaning triumphantly, he felt her strong muscles pulse around his hand over and over.
    When the day came and he mounted her at last, she would give him his full release. He was sure of it. And his organ would provide her with the greatest joy she had ever known.
    He thrust more slowly now. He still felt her opening and closing around his fingers but less frequently, less strongly. He moved his hand against her wetness and took her breast in his mouth, nibbling her erect nipple. Trembling, shaking, she pulsed around his fingers again.
    At last she lay still. She turned her head and looked at him. “Delos. That was wonderful.”
    “That was just the beginning. At the Spring Running, I’ll take you over and over, give you orgasm after orgasm, until you barely remember your own name.”
    Her eyes widened.
    Withdrawing his hand, he gathered her against his chest, his chin resting on the top of her head. She was so soft, so warm. Her hand stole into his and held it. He felt his heart turn over in his chest.
    Mine.
    Until Taddus claims her.
    No. Mine.
    She stirred. “Delos? Is something wrong?”
    He tightened his hold. “Nothing’s wrong. Sleep now.”
    She yawned. “Will you sleep too?”
    Hesitating, he said, “I’ll stay if you wish.” His wife had been very private, even for a Terilian, never wanting to share the bed after mating. He wasn’t used to sleeping beside a female.
    “Stay if you want to stay,” she shot back.
    He had no desire to leave her. And he knew as soon as he returned to his own cabin, the council would contact him, demanding a report. Had Janis Stone been receptive? In his opinion, would the human females accept their mates at the Spring Running? Most importantly, would they orgasm strongly enough to draw release from the males?
    Let them wait. “I’ll stay,” he whispered, closing his eyes.
    Their survival depended on his answers. But at this moment, all he cared about was Janis. And all he could think about was how much he wanted to keep her for his own.
    * * * * *
    Jan woke with the feeling that hours had passed. Delos was still with her, turned on his side facing her. His eyelids twitched as he dreamed.
    How strange that she’d been able to fall into a restful sleep beside this alien male. That she’d let him touch her pussy, fuck her with his skillful fingers. That he’d said, Come for me and she had.
    He was everything she’d found lacking in Gary. Handsome to look at.