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her returned. She was distracted by the memory but more confused by the physical symptoms of arousal that refused to fade. She looked up the Mah-Duh-Sai on the database, and she began to read about their physiology while she tried to ignore the flushed heat of her body.
    Six hours later, she was pacing restlessly when the shuttle returned. She ran to meet the Guardians, and the moment she saw Cowl, she was in his arms with her mouth pressed to his.
    Cowl shifted to hold her tight as he walked with her down the halls to their bedroom.
    Jianne unfastened his suit and pushed the hood away from his features, peeling him as he walked with her pinned against him.
    “Jianne, you seem…focussed.” His voice barely registered.
    “I have been thinking about this since you left, well thinking didn’t enter into it.” She unfastened her dress and let it slither to her feet. “Feeling is a far better word.”
    His eyes went from cautious pewter to hot mercury in seconds as she stood there wearing nothing but the cascade of chestnut hair that reached the middle of her back.
    His hands stripped off the tight bodysuit until he was wearing nothing but an intense look and an erection that drew her hands like a lodestone.
    She stroked the length of him, enjoying the heat and the slickness that followed her caress. She was going to need the lubrication that his body provided. After her abstinence over the last few years, it was going to be a tight fit.
    “Take your hands from me or this will be over quickly.” His voice was a low hoarse rumble.
    “No.” She kept one hand stroking his cock while her other hand cruised up his abdomen, enjoying the feel of the muscle under silky skin. It was a sensory experience that her body desperately needed. Her vision might not allow him sway over her, but her body wanted his rubbing against her completely. She wanted to be covered, surrounded and filled by him. The intensity of the feeling was amazingly strong, and it went far beyond attraction into compulsion.
    If her research was right, this one night would give her antibodies for the unreasonable attraction, and she would be able to return to standard fascination with him. He was devastatingly handsome after all.
    She pressed her body to his and inhaled as she stroked her breasts up his chest, her nipples drawing tight. He spread his hands over her back, the wide expanse of his palms and fingers covering most of her exposed skin.
    His voice was a hoarse whisper. “You feel amazing, all soft curves and silky skin.”
    She was going to reply that he felt hot and amazing against her, but he kissed her and she lost her concentration. She released her grip on his shaft and stroked his torso with her hands.
    He pressed her against him and slowly backed up, kissing her as he moved her toward the bed. He nipped at her lips with his teeth, drawing pinpricks of blood and giving her a taste of his own as he thrust inside to tease her.
    She didn’t object to the teasing, but she really, really wanted his hands or cock between her thighs.
    He tipped her to her back and arranged her on the bed, then he knelt between her spread thighs and started tasting her from her earlobe down to her breasts, across her belly, around her navel and from hip to hip.
    She moaned, groaned, shivered and waited as he drew closer and closer to the slick heat he had inspired. When he touched her sex and slid two and then three fingers into her, he let out a muttered curse and withdrew his hand. He crawled over her to surround her on all sides as his cock butted for entrance.
    Jianne lifted her knees and opened herself to him as he pressed, slid and paused as his girth worked its way into her in small increments. He was about three inches in when she couldn’t stand anymore of the growing tension and she bucked against him, her body clenching and trying to pull him in tight. She moaned low as her orgasm jerked at her.
    Sarnvil held himself still inside her until her body relaxed.