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her, crossing his arms, an emotion that looked a lot like exasperation deepening the striking orange of his eyes.
    She mocked him, frowning back, barely resisting the urge to stick her tongue out at him. Shockingly, he gave her an approving smile when she did not back down from his intimidating glare.
    “Your spirit pleases me. While your surliness does not, I overlook this time. No doubt, your being in second pava —and unmated—has unsettled you.”
    “Oh, so now this is about me ? I have PMSso you will humor me? Please. ” She mumbled under her breath, insulted. Why was it all the good-lookers ended up being jerks?She let her growing anger spill over into her tones. “Do me a favor, Prince— don’t do me any favors.”
    “Yes, favor! Great favor have I done you. I am ruling Prince,” he began, his words laced with growing agitation. “Total power and authority have I on two worlds. Women of ten worlds would fight and swoon with pride as my chosen Cherzda’va. ”
    “Get over yourself.” She snorted with laughter at his arrogant statements. “You are too conceited for words.”
    “And you are… I know not the Earth words,” the prince shook his clenched fists at the ceiling, an impatient growl rumbling in his throat.
    She wondered if the growl signaled impatience at his own less-than-proficient use of her language or his disapproval of her refusal to be instantly impressed. Whatever the reason, anger looked good on him. Despite her irritation at his highhandedness, she savored the thrill of watching his impressive chest expand with his deep, agitated breaths.
    Speaking slowly, Glendevtorvas began again. “I know you were lost as infant. Took years, your father did…to find you. Now is he eager to fulfill his responsibility. To establish you in proper mating— good mating! Think you, that you are the only one …” He paused, clearly searching for a word more to his meaning. “…softly forced?”
    “Compelled? Coerced…nudged in a direction you don’t wish to go? ” she offered, her years of teaching making her insertion and amplification automatic.
    “Yes, that is the word. Coerced to duty. I, too, am under a father’s rule. This duty, it pleases me… now . You are very beautiful—though very tiny and fragile. Yet was I prepared to accept you at my father’s command, whatever your look. But, you! You give no thanks, show no joy! You are not…proper, are not— Rojas! ”
    She snickered when he cut his sentence short with what sounded like a curse and turned his back. She found it hard to hide her smile. As a ruling prince, he probably didn’t have very many people opposing his will.
    “Am I ugly in your sight?” The prince turned back to ask.
    His face betrayed his agitation and she somehow knew he would be more upset if he knew she was reading him so easily. All at once, she was not so happy to cause him such discomfort. “Oh, you definitely are not ugly in my sight. I am sure you know just how attractive you are,” she hastened to respond, her own embarrassment spiking when she noticed the direction of the prince’s wandering gaze.
    Although she lived alone in her one-room apartment, Lori, who still lived at home, was a frequent visitor. Out of respect for their parents’ old-fashioned beliefs, Lori—though older than Nnora and sexually active for years now—kept her affairs from her parent’s notice. Nnora’s apartment happened to be a convenient trysting place and an even more convenient cover to use when she was elsewhere. All Lori’s sexual toys and supplies sprawled across her side of the dresser. Sitting prominently at the fore was the emergency box of extra-large “horse” condoms.
    Cheeks growing hot, she watched as the prince—whose muscular build, sweetly taut buttocks and firm thighs had her wayward pussy creaming in tortured anticipation—idly toyed with the items littering the dresser. She prayed he wouldn’t notice or at least wouldn’t comment on Lori’s