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A few moments later, limp and disbelieving at her uninhibited reaction,

she felt Trey kiss her inner thigh. There was just the slightest smug note to

his tone when he said, “I promised you would like it, Lieutenant.”

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How mortifying to know that not only was he right, but she’d had quite

an audience for her abandoned reaction to her climax. With reluctance, she

lifted her lashes.

* * * *

Larik wasn’t sure what was more arousing, the sight of one of the most

beautiful females he’d ever seen sprawled on the bed, legs still apart, her

slim thighs streaked with moisture from her sexual fluids, or the almost

dazed look on her flushed face in the aftermath of her first orgasmic

experience. Any doubts he had over her acquiescence to their needs were

banished by what he had just seen of her passionate side. He’d suspected it

existed all along.. Outwardly she might seem like a cool female, but

obviously she guarded that facet under the guise of an aloof, business-like

professional.

Yes, the military officer was part of her, but the woman was in there

also, all wrapped up in one of the most delectable packages he’d ever seen.

Long supple limbs, alabaster flawless skin, and all that long raven hair,

right now spilled over the pale bed in a glossy pool. York was right, her

breasts were spectacular, full, high and firm, the flesh quivering as she still

fought for each convulsive breath, tipped by dusky rose nipples he couldn’t

wait to taste.

As if choreographed, he and Trey both climbed on the bed at the same

time, one on each side. Larik reached out and touched her cheek, meeting

her eyes, immersing himself in the unusual violet depths. “I want to be your

first,” he said in a low voice, hearing the huskiness he couldn’t control with

inner rueful amusement. “Trey gave you your first orgasm. Let me be the

first male to mate with you.”

He’d removed his clothing and she seemed to focus finally, her eyes

widening as she took in the long length of his erect cock. “I’m half-human.”

A chuckle came up from his chest, he couldn’t help it. “I know. That’ll

make it even better for both of us. I’m sure you know that S-species males

and human females enjoy each other in a unique way. Our larger size

enhances it for you, and your tightness makes it even better for us.”

“I don’t like being submissive to S-species simply because I’m halfbred.” She sat up, shaking back her tangled, gleaming hair.

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That he’d already guessed. “No one expects you to be. I think you have

a mistaken perception of sexual intercourse, Lieutenant. This is not

something we
do
to you, but something we can enjoy together.”

York caught her shoulders and eased her back down. “He’s right. As

you discover what you like, let us know. We’ll be more than happy to

oblige. If there is something you don’t like, tell us that too. Not all females

are the same by any means.”

Larik eased over so he lay on top of her, guessing the most traditional

position the best place to start. She didn’t resist as he used his knees to push

her legs apart, but he did catch the flash of understandable apprehension in

her lovely face. For reassurance, and because he liked her silky taste, he

kissed her again, the pressure of his mouth on hers slow and deliberate, his

tongue sliding in and out in a mimicry of what was about to happen. He

stroked her hip and then slipped his hand between her open thighs, exploring

her wet pussy, her recent orgasm leaving her soft, pliant, and slick.

In other words, ready.

Praise the stars and the moons, for he was heavy and aching, his balls so

full he worried he might ejaculate the minute he got inside her. When he

brushed her swollen clit she made a low soft sound he found immensely

sexy, especially since he knew she wished to keep control of her reaction.

With one finger, he penetrated her, and ascertained she spoke the truth if

he couldn’t tell already from her reaction to each touch, each kiss. The

heated tightness of her passage still had her barrier, the membrane of her

hymen unbroken.

He whispered against her lips, “I will be as gentle as I can, Aspen.”

The use of her first name made her lashes drift up, but she didn’t say

anything as he positioned his cock and just rubbed the tip at her moist

entrance. Beneath him she shifted a little, and took a deep breath.

“Relax your inner muscles,” Larik instructed, his control a mere thread.

“Make your body let me in and don’t tighten against it. If you concentrate

on staying open and accepting, there won’t be much discomfort, even this

first time.”

She closed her eyes and nodded, a swallow rippling the muscles in her

slender throat as the engorged tip of his cock pressed against the small

opening into her vagina, stretching it until the swollen head of his penis slid

in. Larik worked his cock slowly into her with tiny thrusts and withdrawals,

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doing his best to go slow, his muscles starting to shake as he fought for

control, well aware of York watching them with a heavy-lidded gaze.

She was small, hot, and like satin inside, her walls holding him in a

perfect erotic embrace. “Am I hurting you?” he managed the question

between his teeth.

“No. Yes. I’m not sure.” She lifted her hips a telltale fraction that told

him what her body wanted, even if her mind hadn’t firmly decided yet.

It was his pleasure to slide in the fraction more it took to break through.

He impaled her with his entire length, going deep against her womb. The

beautiful lieutenant did little other than give an inarticulate cry and her

hands flew up to grasp his shoulders.

He brushed his mouth against her smooth cheek in reassurance. “That’s

it.”

“I hope not, Armada, or else the whole thing is overrated.”

The challenge in her voice made him give a low dark laugh. “I meant as

far as it being uncomfortable. As for the rest, well, no problem, I’ll be happy

to show you.”

He began to move, first a slow slide backward and then the hot-blooded

surge forward, need running through his veins and prickling his nerveendings. She was exquisitely tight, just as he’d imagined all too often since

their introduction, and the erotic friction of their joining sent pulses of

pleasure through his entire body.

By the third thrust Aspen had caught the rhythm with ease, her hips

undulating to his movements, lifting to take him as deep as he could go, her

beautiful eyes half-closed and her lips parted. Experienced enough with

female arousal, he understood each nuance in the change in her breathing

and soon small, almost inaudible pants turned into full-fledged uncontrolled

moans.

Her small hands, resting on his shoulders, signaled her need, the nails

lightly scoring his flesh.

Fuck, yeah, sweetheart. Mark me.

He could come at any moment. The restraint was for her.

“Faster?”

“Do something…oh…oh…” She gasped and he could feel her inner

muscles start to tighten in a betraying clench as the first wave hit her. Now

her nails drew blood.

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It was like flipping a switch. One second he was in charge, holding off

his orgasm, and then next her body took over and gave him no choice. As

her spasms began to squeeze his surging cock, he lost it and the rush of his

release so consuming lights flashed behind his eyes and it felt like a solar

system had combusted.

He was fairly certain he had never ejaculated so fiercely in his life.

Shuddering, shaking, he emptied into her for what felt like an eternity and

found himself barely cognizant enough to keep from collapsing on top of

her. Instead he fell to the side, pulling her with him. She also trembled, her

breath warm against his neck as she sprawled across his chest.

York drawled in an amused, laconic voice, “Maybe two months doesn’t

seem that bad after all. Come here, Lieutenant.”

“I couldn’t possibly.”

The words were mumbled against Larik’s damp skin and he grinned,

obligingly easing away and transferring her lax form to Trey’s waiting arms.

The lady might just surprise herself, he thought, her innate sexuality not a

question in his mind. That luscious body represented not just a beautiful

female, but a very responsive one.

“We’ll take our time. No rush.” York’s long fingers drifted through her

gleaming dark hair. “I don’t mind just touching you until you’re ready.”

The soft words at odds with his rigid cock, Larik appreciated they were

both on the same plane when it came to Aspen. Sexual pleasure was about

sharing, not taking. It was good they both thought the same way. If he had to

be trapped in close quarters with another male for so long, he was glad it

was Trey. Not only was he a talented pilot, but since they’d flown together

several times before, they were also good friends. Sharing a female without

acrimony wasn’t always easy for a male, and it helped to like your partner.

Besides, watching was almost as good as doing. Not quite, but close.

His whole body still humming, he watched through half open eyes as

Trey coaxed her with soft words and light kisses, playing with her beautiful

breasts, sucking her nipples to rosy-tipped high points, stroking her inner

thigh but not stimulating her clit, even when it started to become clear she

was aroused again.

“Show me what you want, Lieutenant.” He licked the side of one pale,

perfect breast in a wicked sweep of his tongue, his grin impudent. The silk

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of his dark hair brushed her skin, a superimposition of ebony and alabaster

white.

“I …thought…you were the one in such a hurry to get me here, Pilot.”

Her response was thready and there was a hint of accusation in those

magnificent violet eyes. She took in a shuddering breath as his fingertips

just grazed her wet pussy, teasing her.

“Call me Trey, remember? And for the record, I never hurry sex. I could

play all day with a body like yours, so you’re just going to have to let me

know when you want it.” Tall and dark, his body corded with muscle, he

was a stark contrast to her delicate femininity.

Larik stifled a chuckle at the lift of Aspen’s chin in stubborn refusal. If

the stinging on his shoulders was any indication, the lady had enjoyed what

just happened between them as much as he had, and that was saying a lot.

Whatever her mind wanted, he had a feeling that very hot, sexy body was

going to betray her.

A few more calculated caresses later she spread her legs, catching

York’s shoulders and urging him on top of her. The young pilot complied

with alacrity, the bunched muscles in his shoulders indicating his selfcontrol wasn’t effortless. With impressive slow care, he pushed his rigid

cock into her pussy until he was finally buried to his balls, his face reflecting

his pleasure.

“Jesus, that’s good. Tight and hot.”

“Move, Pilot.”

“Trey.”

“Fine, Trey.” She shifted beneath him, all restless panting need.

“Yes, ma’am.”

He began to move in long slow thrusts, male into female, and from the

sheen of sweat on his forehead the discipline came with a price. Under him,

Aspen arched and moaned and Larik marveled at her awakening sexuality

and incredible beauty.

The instinct to mate, old as time itself, was a driving animalistic force

but also a miracle, he decided as he saw the first wild quiver when she went

over the edge. Trey gave an answering groan, his tall body going rigid, his

eyes tightly shut and his buttocks flexing as they climaxed together.

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Two months wasn’t really that long after all, Larik decided with a

languid sense of contentment. Not with the exceptional Lieutenant Thorne

for company.

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Chapter 3

Ran Kartel stared out the window of his office, seeing the spectacular

view of the First City without taking it in, his mind occupied with other

thoughts, the least pleasant the idea of a war with an unknown adversary.

“Governor?” The undersecretary hovered in the doorway, obviously not

sure how to handle the situation.

Ran turned. “Go ahead and show him in.”

“At once, sir.”

His visitor was an acquaintance, no more, but how could he refuse to

see someone so high-ranking with such a distinguished service record. Since

he had a very busy day, not to mention council meetings over the Rapt One

incident, his schedule did not make it easy to see anyone who didn’t have an

appointment but Ran had an idea why General Thorne had decided to pay

him an impromptu visit.

The general was a tall man, his dark hair just showing threads of silver,

his clear-eyed gaze and bearing an indication of why he’d achieved such a

high rank. He came in and nodded briskly. “Good morning, Governor. I

appreciate you seeing me.”