not?”
“Because…” She glared at him. “Because it wouldn’t, okay? Just because I’m acting a little weirdly around a telepath doesn’t mean there’s anything in particular going on, like I want to mate with you or anything…” Frey stopped speaking. Oh dear Gods. This was exactly like the health unit Teacher Forbes had shown them during their junior space camp training: The inconvenient nature of telepathic attraction and finding mates where you least expect them. But this male was a four-thousand-year-old Viking! He wasn’t Pavlovan or even an Etruscan.
He was her science project.
And she wanted to fuck him more than she wanted to breathe.
“What is wrong?”
His low voice made her jump.
“Nothing! As I said, we need to get you into a safe and secure area.” She was aware that she was jabbering and that he still held her tightly against the big, hard, hot rod of his cock…
“You want me.” He slowly inhaled. “I need to fuck you. I can sense your desire in your blood.”
“Which doesn’t mean anything,” she snapped back. “Now behave yourself and come and be officially welcomed by the captain and crew.”
He cupped her cheek, his remarkable eyes moving over her face. “Nay.”
She moaned as he bent his head and took her mouth in a savage kiss of possession. His hands shifted, locking her hard against his body until she was rubbing herself shamelessly against him like Armstrong the cat. Her clit was throbbing, her nipples were hard, and she was so wet that if he’d touched her sex she’d easily take his cock.
“ Not easily. I’m big. I’d need to get you ready with my mouth and my fingers .” he crooned to her as his mouth ravished hers. “ But by Odin , I would serve you well.”
She thought she whimpered. She couldn’t even protect her most intimate thoughts from him. Kissing him was more arousing than having full sex with any of her previous partners. It just felt so right. As if she’d been waiting for this moment for the whole of her life. It was incredible. Oh Gods, if she kept this up she was going to come and he was bound to notice, and then he’d fuck her, and she wouldn’t be able to stop him, maybe for days, and…
“ Just hold him there .”
Even as she recognized Slavin’s voice the big Viking beneath her jerked and went still, his head falling back to strike against the metal storage unit behind him. A dart bristled in the crease of his neck.
No! Had she screamed that out loud? She hoped she hadn’t. Frey forced herself to slide out of the Viking’s arms and step away. Brown and his two assistants picked the unconscious form up and this time took off as fast as they could to the tiny brig.
“Are you okay?” Slavin crouched down beside her.
“Not really.” Frey forced down a shudder of pure, frustrated lust.
Slavin grinned. “You looked like you were quite enjoying being mauled.”
“I was.” Frey stood up. “He’s a telepath”
“I got that. He isn’t very clear to me.”
“He’s way too clear to me.” She switched into telepathic mode. “ I’m struggling to keep my hands off him. ”
Slavin put her hand on Frey’s arm. “ What?”
“Yeah, I’m not sure what’s going on.”
“Well, they do say we might meet our mates anywhere.” Slavin gave her a tentative grin. “ My instructor at university was Etruscan and was brought here by a Pavlovan soldier after her unit abandoned her during a mission.”
“That’s slightly different to a four-thousand year old Viking.” Frey started walking again. “ I feel like such a fool. How am I going to explain this to my mothers ?”
“ You’re that certain he’s the one ?”
“ Well, he’s one of the one’s ,” Frey muttered. I feel it in my soul.” She squared her shoulders. It felt stupid even saying such dramatic and life changing words, but she’d learned never to lie to herself. “And now I have to forget all of that and just make sure he stays alive.”
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