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blinked fast, preventing his tears from falling and
humiliating himself in front of his brothers.
    With a loud moan, Achelle shuddered.
    He was sure that it was simply instinct that had her wrapping
her arms around him and pulling him against her so they were chest to breast,
but the intimacy of their position squeezed at his heart.
    As he came, he remembered to bite her over her heart,
marking her as theirs. And for a fleeting, wretched moment he wished Achelle
was his and not Sam’s. Although he quickly shoved the betraying thought away,
he could not uproot the feelings of love for his brother’s mate that had
bloomed in his heart.
    Refusing to give action to his emotion, he quickly abandoned
the bed and kept his back to her as he asked, “We all finished here?”
    “Yeah, let’s get Sam into bed with her and leave them to
complete their bond over the next three days,” Shome said.
    Essar and Errol pulled Sam up and shoved him onto the bed.
Achelle hummed her approval and wrapped her lithe body around her mate’s,
resting her head on his chest and stroking his face, chest and abdomen. When
her hand slid lower, the brothers seemed to agree simultaneously that it was
time for them to leave.
    Everything was as it should be.

Chapter Five
     
    The rich, earthy smell of fresh caff brewing brought Achelle
awake to thin lines of sunlight piercing partially drawn blinds. The hard nude
body at her naked back brought her out of bed and across the room. She stumbled
backward. Her arms pinwheeled and she slammed against the far wall.
    The male was out of bed and across the room before she could
blink, gripping her forearms and pulling her up against him, which flattened
her breasts against his chest and pressed his erection into her stomach.
    Damn.
    Flushing, she pulled away from him to thump against the wall
again. This time when he reached out to steady her, he left space between them.
    Fast learner.
    She looked up into Samius Pherein’s possessive green-blue
eyes…and screamed. Full-throated, hands fisted, screamed.
    When she ran out of breath, she took another and raged at
him.
    “How dare you, you liar, you wretched piece of space trash!
You made me trust you, like you, and for what? To turn me into your whore?”
    She beat at him with her fists as well as her words. He
flinched under her attack but didn’t retreat. And when at last her strength ran
out and her words slid together, no longer making sense, she sank to the floor
and wept.
    She had become what she’d promised her mother she would never
be. Faces of the men she’d fucked last night flashed in her mind, burning her
eyes, breaking her heart. How could she? And like it—no, love it?
    He’d drugged her. That had to be the reason for her
voracious sexual appetite, for her lack of inhibition—
    “No.” Samius kneeled down in front of her and took her face
in his hands. “I know what you’re thinking and you’re wrong. I didn’t make you
a whore, I made you my wife. I didn’t drug you, what you felt last night was
your body’s natural reaction to finding me, your mate.”
    “My mate?” She rubbed away her tears with the heel of her
hands. “What the hell are you talking about?”
    “You are Rane, Achelle, or at least part Rane. Our race is
biologically programmed to recognize our mortal mates, our spouses, like I recognized
you at the station. And you recognized me too. Otherwise I doubt you would’ve
trusted me enough to leave with me.”
    She brought her knees up to her chest, covering herself and
forcing Samius to give her more space. “I made a mistake in trusting you.
Obviously you’re a liar. I was desperate and stupid, that’s why I left with
you. I needed a job.”
    He ran his hands over the stubble on his head. “You’re
wrong. If you look inside yourself you’ll see—”
    “See what?” She lifted her hands palms out and noticed that
they were shaking. The tremor grew and moved up her arms to shudder through her
body. “That