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care.
    What she did care about was the metallic scrape followed by big, brawny arms surrounding her and lifting her. "What the... How did you...?" She was so frazzled she couldn't complete her question, but in reality, she didn't really care how he'd gotten loose. All that mattered was she was in his arms and this time he was the aggressor.
    In a few long strides, Yuri took her to his bed and tossed her on top of the covers only to follow her down and cover her body with his.
    "Now, my Tiressa, it's my turn."
    His voice was gruff and husky. His eyes sparkled with lust.
    Tiressa expected to feel the blunt tip of his cock pushing at her folds, but instead he moved slowly down her body. He tasted her flesh, laving his way to her breast. Each nipple received ample attention as he licked the peaks with a long, flat lick of his tongue. The damp, puckered skin pebbled as cool air gently brushed her body from the vent circulating air throughout the ship. Involuntarily, Tiressa arched her back, 53

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    offering her breasts to him. It was completely reflexive, and she quickly realized holding herself in check was not an option. Yuri demanded honest reactions from her as surely as if he'd spoken the command.
    Lower and lower he ventured, delving his tongue into her navel, kissing the soft swell of her lower abdomen. Tiressa held her breath, knowing if he kissed her lower, she might well explode again.
    Sure enough, one swipe of his tongue through her swollen lips, and an orgasm washed over her again. She thrashed and bucked, unable to hold herself still, but Yuri held on. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and rode her bucking body with great skill.
    And he kept on loving her with his mouth. The man definitely had skill. Tiressa wasn't sure how long he kept her like that, but sweat dripped from her exhausted body before he crawled back up the bed to cover her with his big body once again. He didn't say anything, only gave one, sure thrust and buried himself deep inside her, triggering yet another orgasm.
    Tiressa wasn't sure she'd survive. Already she was trembling and exhausted, and it looked like Yuri was just getting started.
    "Look at me, Tiressa." She hadn't realized she'd closed her eyes, but when he spoke she complied automatically. "I'm not sure why you pulled away from me back there, but I can probably guess. I didn't come because I didn't want to do it as a passive lover. I'm first and foremost a predator. Taking my pleasure while chained is just not my style."
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    "Speaking of which, how did you get out of those cuffs?"
    Tiressa had more important things on her mind, but she needed to take a break and collect her wits.
    He smiled and tapped his temple. "Cybernetic implants.
    I'm linked with this ship and everything the computer interacts with. The cuffs were for your benefit, but once you'd gone as far as you could, I wasn't about to wait around for you to nurture your doubts. I take what I want, Tiressa. And I want you."
    Yuri watched his little Tiressa closely. Every move, every kiss, every touch of her skin was designed to maximize her pleasure. He had to hook her with this first encounter. He had to make this the best sex of her life. It was important to him.
    He wanted to just sink into her and finally find some relief, but there was no way he could do anything less than blow her ever-loving mind. She was that kind of woman. Nothing less than the very best would do for her.
    With every stroke of his body, Tiressa began to come alive again. He watched her building passion with fascination and pride. She was so fucking beautiful! Lust and pleasure really agreed with her, and Yuri vowed right then he'd do everything in his power to watch that look of complete rapture on her face every day for the rest of their lives.
    Her light mocha skin seemed to shimmer with a coating of sweat as she moved beneath him. He found himself focusing on