suddenly, the contraction of her inner muscles telling him it
was genuine, and he knew he’d wear the marks from her nails on his
shoulders. She cried out and trembled violently. The reaction sparked
a barbaric reflex in him he didn’t even know existed. Kel surged
inward, his muscles knotting, and closed his eyes as he stiffened and
exploded, pouring into her with such force it felt as if he’d stopped
breathing.
His immediate thought—when he could think again—was he
should have taken more care. Shit, he was usually controlled and
easy, especially with human females. He lifted a hand to smooth back
her tumbled hair and found it shook. It had been that damn good. “I
didn’t hurt you?”
“I have no idea,” she answered with surprising audacity, her eyes
still closed. Lush lashes rested on her perfect cheekbones. “Am I still
alive?”
He chuckled. It didn’t happen often that his mirth was
spontaneous. His life and occupation didn’t call for a lot of laughter.
“I take it that is a no, then.”
Those long lashes lifted and she stared into his eyes. “It wasn’t
like that before.”
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A curious statement but he’d already learned her past experiences
hadn’t been very satisfying. “Does that mean an adjustment in your
assessment of sexual intercourse has occurred?”
“What do you think, Commander?”
“I hope so,” he conceded with an inner smile.
“Hmm.” The murmured sound could mean anything.
“I’ll be hard again soon.” He had no obligation to warn her, to
explain anything, but he liked her. She was beautiful, yes, but also
interesting. How did a female submit and yet not come across as
submissive? He wasn’t sure, but she’d managed it.
“So fast?” She looked up at him. “I thought it took a while for
most males.”
“We’ve been out for some time.” To prove his point he lifted his
hips, his still semi-rigid penis, encased in her tight sheath, already
swelling as if he hadn’t just climaxed. “I could probably go all night.”
“Is that so?”
Was she teasing him? It was a startling notion, especially since
she gazed up at him with a provocative light in her beautiful goldgreen eyes.
“Lieutenant, can I give you some advice?” He lowered his head
and nibbled on her lower lip. “Don’t challenge me any more than you
already have today.”
“Yes, sir.” Her lashes lowered just a fraction as if she meant it, but
she ran her fingers down his back, her nails trailing along his skin to
the curve of his buttocks.
Kel choked back a laugh. “It might just be me, but your sincerity
seems suspect.”
“Your sincerity, on the other hand,”—she wiggled her hips—“is
unmistakable. Somehow I knew it would be this way.”
The ingenuous remark took his off-guard. “What does that
mean?”
In answer she tugged him down and kissed him.
Hard. With lips and tongue and persuasive enthusiasm.
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He may not have wanted to punish her for that rogue flight down
to the surface of Epsilon, but at the moment, his arousal surging
again, Kel was glad it had all happened. He also had the impression
that though he might be the commander, he wasn’t the one in control.
Impossible. He was always the leader, the decision-maker, the
dominant one.
She moaned into his mouth. Just a small sound, but it made him
rigid instantly. He rocked into her willing body, his prick at full
attention, her small sound of enjoyment penetrating his brain.
Kel began to move again, thrusting into the wet, welcoming heat
of her vaginal passage, savoring the breathless sound of her pants as
she lifted her hips to take what he offered.
Somehow I knew it would be this way…
Even as he took her, he registered the sentiment, the analytical
recognition of her meaning striking deep.
She’d thought about them like this. Him, inside her.
The fantasy hadn’t been his alone.
* * * *
It felt so good, so incredible, there