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this.”
    Moments later, the pins were all in her hand and cascading dark waves fell to her waist.
    Chiang groaned and closed his eyes. “Undone, you are even more alluring than I suspected. You may want to rethink crawling into my bed. The sleep aide’s effect is starting to wear off.”
    “No, I wish to stay. You’re always telling me I should trust you. Will you give me your word to restrain yourself?”
    “No,” Chiang said flatly. “Because it would be a lie. This is a risk for both of us. You’re going to have to accept that if you spend the night in my bed.”
    Boca huffed out a shaky breath and climbed onto the sleeping platform despite the knot of tension in her belly. Lieutenant Zade was right about one thing. If she was afraid of Chiang’s desire for her, even when he was drugged and mostly incapable, how would she handle being wanted again by the kind of male she detested?
    She had to figure it out, had to find a way to shore up her defenses. Dealing with bonding advances was every female’s curse on Lotharius.
    Boca scolded herself mentally for her fears as she stretched out cautiously beside Chiang’s naked length. She put her head on the edge of his one long pillow and one of her hands on his chest so she wouldn’t fall out of the bed.
    “I trust you not to harm me, Chiang of Greggor,” she whispered.
    “I’m glad you can’t see the images in my head right now then. I’d like nothing more than to wrap your very long hair around my wrist and hold you in place with it while you ride my bonding organ to oblivion,” Chiang said in a husky whisper. “Or I can ride you. It matters not to me who’s on top in the race to pleasure.”
    “Shhhh…” Boca whispered back, hand trembling as she patted his chest. “You distract me with your talk of wanting.”
    “And you distract me with your trembling denials when I feel your want,” Chiang stated. “Have you never been an equal with a bonding partner before?”
    Boca stopped stroking. “No. The males I mated knew my Sumerian capabilities and used that knowledge to demand what they wanted.”
    “When it comes to pleasure, all creatures want the same things. What about what you wanted?” Chiang asked.
    “Since my early days with Rogan, I have not felt pleasure with a male until you forced me to do so during the Sumerian first commitment,” Boca admitted. “Do not think to use this admission against me.”
    Chiang’s hand came up to cover hers. He wondered how he was ever going to get Boca to set aside her bad memories. All he wanted was for her pleasure to be as great as his. He could hear the resentment of the desire she felt for him in her tone.
    “Must bonding always be just another form of conflict in your eyes, Boca Ador? Can it not just be a simple act of equal giving and receiving?”
    Boca put her forehead against Chiang’s arm. “Is that what bonding is for you?”
    “Usually,” Chiang admitted. “But giving has become even more compelling when I think of bonding with you. I wish you could trust this as a truth.”
    “I have no trust left to give you, Chiang of Greggor,” Boca whispered, “but I have other gifts.”
    “You will not pleasure me without letting it be reciprocal. And yes, that is a demand of our bonding time together. Consider it a formal mating request if you must,” Chiang said tightly, frowning down on the top of her head as she continued to hide her face from him. “Are we of an accord, Boca Ador of Sumeria?”
    “Aye,” she whispered, trying not to be agitated. She did not like the pressure to perform. “May I pleasure you— us —now.”
    Chiang rolled to the side until he’d captured the tiny female in his arms. He held her as lightly as he could, fighting the urge to crush her to him and make sure she never left his side until they were both sated. Worried that the slightest wrong move would send her fleeing again, Chiang lay still as Boca scooted deeper into his arms, pushing herself against