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on borrowed time if left untreated. The medic gave her around two years submerged in gly-urq and only six months outside.
    The outlook was even grimmer if they stayed in Galadonia, because they lacked the technology to handle her condition. It would take almost all his credits to purchase the high-grade gly-urq she needed. Finding someone discreet enough to program the nanobots to heal her would take a fortune. Xy had given him all his savings. Briq had no choice but to accept.
    With no other option, Briq left Mor’u under Xy’s protection. He set course for the A’nuryanGalaxy, making the jump without a hitch. He’d sent out feelers for possible smuggling jobs. He didn’t have to wait long. Word that someone looked for the smuggler known as Ghost had reached him. He sent out an encrypted message, agreeing to meet the perspective client.
    The location of the upcoming meeting was a risky one. Pra’mm Station orbited the protected planet of K’luk. The merchant planet was one of the largest centers of commerce in the entire A’nuryanGalaxy. It boasted a maximum security prison on one of its moons, and Pra’mm was the most advanced space station in the twin galaxies.
     
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    Briq tossed and turned on the platform as images of his last hours with Gigi invaded his dreams. He’d finally persuaded her to go back into the newly infused gly-urq. He couldn’t say no when she asked him to spend their last day together. Her eyes were so expressive when she looked at him.
    For the first time in his life he’d found someone he cared about. He refused to lose her to a condition that could be cured. Briq knew he wasn’t worthy of her, but he’d die to keep her safe. Before his change, he’d been one of the largest warriors. With his altered DNA he was even bigger.
    Gigi was tiny and delicate compared to even to the smallest females of his world. Briq fought against his baser nature. The beast urged him to take her. He knew she wanted him. He could smell her desire. It made him a little crazy.
    Maybe if he visited a surrogate house the beast would relax. The mere thought of touching another repelled him. He wanted no other but Mor’u, yet he refused to soil her with his touch.
    Briq’s dream became so vivid it was as if his last time with Gigi happened right then. He sat next to her. He tensed as she climbed onto his lap, hugging his waist. He hissed, his body reacting to her sweet scent. Would she run if he touched her hair? His hand trembled as he reached for the soft strands. Burying his face in it, he gave up any pretense of civility. She molded to him perfectly. Her scent clung to him, mingling with his.
    The memory of her touch lingered, hardening his cock. Her fingers fluttered down his body. Briq couldn’t stop the rumble that escaped his lips. Her hands felt so good on his skin he wanted more. He should stop her before it went too far, before he lost all control. She wasn’t a sex surrogate to be taken without care. How did her people mate?
    Another rumble escaped his lips after her fingers brushed his cock. He closed his eyes, savoring the feeling of her small soft hands grasping him. Briq knew she wanted him. It made him so hard he almost spilled his seed like an untrained warrior.
    He had enough sense left to think about her pleasure first. He grabbed the edge of her tunic and pulled it over her head. Her skin was so pale and soft. Goddess, give me strength. I don’t want hurt her . Briq caressed her in slow, leisured strokes. He reached her lower back, trying to locate her nub. Where was it?
    “Mor’u, I want to pleasure you, but I can’t find your dji’krah.”
    “My what?”
    “The core of your sexual pleasure.”
    “Oh, I do have one. It’s in the front. Right here.” She released his cock and guided his hand between her legs.
    Briq couldn’t believe it. Her dji’krah, clit, as she called it, was nestled between her thighs. It looked like the females’ on his planet, just in a different