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  “Okay.” She wasn’t going to try to get past him to do it herself. His body looked tense and he was breathing hard. He really did look like he was about to lunge at her. He still didn’t appear to really know who she was. He wasn’t speaking, either. “The bed is taken. This will have to do.”

  She reached up and licked her finger, lowered her hand, and then began rubbing her clit.

  He snarled and crawled closer.

  Nara turned, saw her pale reflection in the mirror, and admitted she looked a bit afraid. She shoved that emotion back as she furiously rubbed her clit, needing to get turned on. Otherwise, she knew it would hurt when he took her. He’d told her enough times what was going to happen at the end of the heat. That moment had arrived.

  She used her free hand to snatch the towels hanging on the hooks next to her and shoved them over the curved edge of the counter. It should cushion her a little at least. She kept her hand moving all the while, continued to manipulate her body. Her eyes closed as pleasure worked its way through her.

  Cathian’s strong hands suddenly grabbed her hips and shoved her roughly against the counter.

  She gasped, opening her eyes.

  He wasn’t standing but instead was on his knees behind her. She couldn’t see his face. Her body was in the way. He shoved her higher, and she threw out her arm to protect her face from slamming into the mirror as he bent her over the counter. Hot air fanned her pussy, and then his nose brushed against her sex. He sniffed and growled.

  “It’s me, sexy.”

  He licked her, and she struggled a little to free her other hand, finally pulling it up and bracing her arms against the counter and mirror to protect her body. Cathian licked at her clit, and she forced her body to relax. She loved that tongue. He usually teased her a bit with it, but not at that moment. Pleasure had her moaning and pressing her forehead against the arm resting on the cold glass in front of her. She came fast, crying out his name.

  He snarled and released her hips. She lifted her head, saw him stand behind her, and met his gaze in the mirror. He looked away, staring down at her ass as he spread his legs a bit, moved closer to her, and grabbed her hips again.

  “That’s it, Cathian. Take me.”

  He didn’t hesitate, and she cried out as he drove into her.

  There was nothing gentle about the way his thick cock breached her, but she was soaking wet. It didn’t hurt so much as stun her to have him buried deep inside so suddenly. He gripped her flesh in a bruising hold and she lowered her head, pressing it against her arm again. He almost completely withdrew from her before slamming back home.

  She moaned and he snarled, getting a better grip on her hips. His cock felt incredibly hard.

  Suddenly he froze—and then Cathian buried his face against her neck, his hips hammering, fucking her furiously. Pleasure built from the manic friction he created against sensitive nerve endings.

  He snarled again, threw back his head and roared.

  She could feel every hot jet of his semen as he filled her, sending her over the edge into climax, and she gasped when his big body shook from the force of his release. She panted with him, knew she’d have bruises, but she didn’t care.

  A cramp suddenly hit her belly, and a fire seemed to spread through her limbs. Her eyes widened as her nipples tightened painfully. A wave of passion gripped her until she wiggled frantically on the cock that still impaled her.

  “Please,” she begged. “More!”

  Cathian began to fuck her again, hard, deep, and the pleasure grew until she was grateful he held her pinned over the counter. Her knees wouldn’t hold her weight. Another climax hit Nara, and Cathian roared out again, his big body quaking as he came as well. More heat spread, the fire burning brighter, and she understood that his sperm affected her the way it must affect Tryleskian women. He’d been right when he said the chemical his body made worked better than the drug she’d been given by the crew. She urged him on again by rocking on his cock.

  “More.”

  His head lifted from her neck and their eyes met in the mirror. The wild beauty of him nearly made her come. This time his golden eyes held hers while he slid an arm around her waist, anchored her tighter against his body, and continued to fuck her.

  Time blurred, the pleasure grew ever more intense. There was nothing but Cathian, and the bliss as he made her orgasm over and over.

  Chapter Eight

  Nara became aware of a big hand rubbing her ass and a firm, warm body curled around her back. She opened her eyes to find she lay on Cathian’s bed. She turned her head to peer at him.

  He watched her with his hand propping his head up.

  She tried to remember how they’d gotten back into the main part of the cabin but couldn’t. They’d been in the bathroom, going at it against the counter numerous times, but at some point had ended up on the floor. Snatches of memory came of him on top, riding her over and over. Her entire body ached. She knew she’d have tons of bruises, and there was a definite throbbing between her legs. She was beyond tender.

  She smiled.

  He didn’t smile back. His eyes were intense, beautiful, but his features didn’t show his emotions. “How are you feeling?”

  “Sore but happy. How did we get here from the bathroom?”

  Instead of answering, he scowled. “You’re black and blue on your ass, back, and the front of your hips.” Regret filled his expression. “My handprints are bruised into your hips.”

  “Ah. It’s fine.” She gently eased away from him and rolled so they were facing each other.

  He sat up and scooted until he rested his back against the headboard. His gaze locked with hers. “You got me through the end of my heat. How? I sent you away.”

  He didn’t remember anything. “That’s kind of a story. Probably not one to tell you right now.”

  “Nara.” His voice deepened.

  She sighed and sat up too. He glanced down her body, and flinched. She followed his gaze, inwardly wincing a little as she saw the black and blue marks. “I’m fine.” She looked up at him. “More than fine. I survived. Oh, and your sperm totally works on me like it would one of your women.”

  He reached up and cupped her face. “Nara, I’m trying not to lose my fucking mind here. I woke up to find you battered to hell in my bed. You’re supposed to be safe. Instead, I realize…” He pulled her closer and leaned forward until their faces were inches apart. “I could have killed you.”

  “You didn’t.”

  He opened his mouth, closed it, and growled low.

  “Here’s the highlights. Ready?”

  “Tell me.”

  “I choked Marrow until she blacked out in the shuttle, tied her up, and returned to your ship. I know how to fly a shuttle; I’m a pilot too. Then I shot both Dovis and a big blue guy. Oh, and that woman chained to your bed.”

  His eyes widened, and he paled.

  “They’re alive. It was just a stunner. I stripped off my clothes and lured you into the bathroom.” She smiled then. “I wasn’t going to risk losing you forever.”

  “Nara, what were you thinking? I could have killed you!”

  “I’m alive. And I was thinking I refused to lose you to some other woman. It’s not happening.”

  “You’re hurt.”

  “Bruises will heal. The tenderness between my legs is because you’re a big guy and, last I remember, we’d fucked like a dozen or so times.” She paused, wanting to tease him into a better mood. “It was definitely fucking, but you licked me first and got me really wet. So, there was foreplay. It was pretty amazing too. You were rough but not brutal. I wasn’t complaining. I was too busy getting off over and over. You’re a stud.”

  “I don’t know what that is.”

  “A machine. Sex, that is.”

  He closed his eyes and touched her forehead with his. He just stayed here, breathing her in, and she snuggled closer to his body. He eventually straightened up but pulled her into his arms, putting her on his lap. She lik