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in mind-blowing pleasure.
    He followed close behind, thrusting deep.
    Her pussy continued to caress him with micro aftershocks. It
took a long time for her mind to clear. He had buried his face against her
neck, and she was pleased to note that they were both gasping for breath. She
ran shaky hands through his sweat-soaked hair, and pressed a kiss against his
forehead.
    She sighed. Things just got damn complicated.
    Azros swiped his tongue lightly against the pulse point
leaping erratically on her throat. The beast reveled in her submission,
temporary though it may be. Azros held the sensuous creature tight against his
body. He wasn’t foolish enough to think she would be easy to convince. One time
with this woman had his beast so close to the surface he made feral noises. He
smiled. Not that she was complaining. She seemed to especially like his purr.
How could he have found such a wild lover? Fate’s hand was heavy in this.
    A frown tugged at his lips. Her body had taken the hormone.
Already he could taste the changes in her scent. It was normal for a female to
respond to his lambyre . For it to change her own scent was unusual. He
doubted she knew what it would mean. Hell, even he didn’t know what it meant.
He’d told her it was temporary, but was that the truth?
    It wasn’t the Valorian way to question the mating rites of
their people, but Azros couldn’t stop suspicion from clenching in his chest.
The only compatible race in seven sectors was the Sheon. What if she was the
enemy? His dark thoughts threatened to poison the beginning tendrils of their
mating. It wasn’t enough to be physically compatible. They would have to be
soul linked, kindred spirits for the final acceptance. There were few true mates among his people.
    She shivered against his body, trembling in the aftermath of
their wild sex. He could taste her confusion, her doubts in the air. The beast
was calm, patient, content. It had already made its choice. This hunt was over.
For now. It knew she would continue fighting against it. For the beast of
Azros, there would be no other.
    But what did it mean?
    He drew the sheet up over their bodies, tugging her against
his chest. Her breath fanned across his chest and he ran his hands down her
incredibly soft hair.
    “What happened to your team?”
    Kendra brushed her cheek against his skin in a light caress.
Every touch on his stripes hitched his breath. He wasn’t used to being touched,
and was starting to wonder why. Her caresses were incredible. “There are some
caves on the north face of the plateau. Clean water, shade from the burning
sun, and naturally cool depths will keep them safe.”
    “Are there any more of those slime things?” He shuddered.
    “They can’t survive on the rock. Bob will patch in any radio
signals we receive.” She turned her head so that her chin rested lightly on his
chest. “Your concern for my team is touching, but this isn’t the first time
we’ve been in a tight spot.”
    He caught the challenge in her gaze, and wondered at it. He
pulled her up for a gentle kiss. Her lips were stiff. He coaxed them to soften
with gentle brushes of his lips. Finally, she kissed him back, albeit
reservedly. He would take this small victory.
    “How did you end up here?”
    The smile died on her lips, and her expression hardened to
an emotionless mask.
    “My parents were killed during what was supposed to be a
routine supply drop.” Her voice held a husky edge. She turned away and once
more brushed her cheek against his chest.
    He froze, before continuing the soft caress of her hair. His
lips brushed against her forehead.
    “I was seven.”
    Azros winced. “So young.” His arms tightened around her.
    “The terraform project was seen as a threat to some sects of
the Sheon royal family. Enough to wipe it from existence.”
    It didn’t surprise him. His people had already fallen prey
to the brutality of the Sheon regime. His soul ached at her pain. “What
happened?”
    “My