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Our tongues dance together in a passionate rhythm. Exploring. Claiming. With an urgency I can't contain, my pussy weeps to be acquainted with his touch. My thighs tremble with need and trepidation of what's to come as I part them in welcome.
Instead of Qhix diving in to take what I offer, he inches away. "You invite me to knot you? To claim you as mine?"
My breath hitches, sticking in my throat when he releases my seat straps and smooths his hands up the backs of my calves. He speaks of knots and claiming. I can't believe I'm going to say this as horny as I am but, "I'm not ready for all that. You need to turn the ship around and take me back to Crao."
"I'm not welcome there." Qhix's hands move higher, and I snap my legs closed.
"You can just drop me off and leave," I tell him with a defiant lift of my chin.
Qhix drops his head, his face inches from my lap, and drags in a deep breath. His eyes flutter closed before they open with a lusty gaze. "I can't do that." His hands smooth over my thighs, dragging the hem of my loose fitting dress with them. "Once a Kaul chooses his mate, he never lets her go. Now, open for me, sweet Tasha, and let me sample the nectar I can scent pooling between your thighs."
My heart races in my chest as I consider his words. The thought of being claimed both terrifies and exhilarates me. Wasn't this what I wanted, to find a mate and form a lifelong bond like my friends?
Now that my deepest desire is staring me in the face, I freeze. not so sure of what I want anymore. But I can't deny the pull I feel toward Qhix, the way his touch sets me ablaze, or the burning hunger that stirs within me.
"No."
"No?" His eyebrows shoot to his hairline before his smile widens and a deep, rumble of sultry mirth rolls up his throat. "When I can scent your hunger for my cock?"
"I'm not playing hard to get, Qhix. I want to go home and you're going to take me."
"Oh, am I?"
"I would think, after being held prisoner, you of all people would understand how I feel. I was abducted from Earth, escaped a gross alien wanting to make me part of his harem, only to come full circle back to being a captive."
"I'm not holding you captive, Tasha. You may go anywhere on the ship you please."
"Anywhere on the ship," I huff. "Just not back to my friends."
"Your displeasure wounds me." His cocky smirk withers. He reaches up to twirl a lock of my hair around his finger as if testing the softness. "Your hair holds the brightness of the fires raging on Heli, yet it does not burn to touch it."
He tunnels his fingers into my hair, massaging my scalp. I melt into his touch, savoring the sensation of being caressed. He strokes and tugs at my tresses with practiced ease.
"There is someplace I need to go before I can return you to Crao."
Hope fills me and I sit forward. "So, you'll take me home?"
"On my honor as a Star Maverick, I will return you to Crao and your friends," he says then grins. "But that doesn't mean I won't try to claim you as my mate along the way."
"You can try, but I'm not interested in being anyone's mate." I squeeze my thighs tighter to lessen the scent of my arousal.
"Then let the game of seduction begin, my pet, but prepare to lose, because I always get what I want. If a taming is what you desire, then a taming you will get."
"Challenge accepted." I cross my arms as well as my legs, shutting him down.
Chapter
Two
QHIX
"Where did you say we're going?" Her lilting voice drives another dagger of desire into the head of my neglected erection.
"Natari 5," I growl, adjusting my throbbing member where the turgid length pinches against my thigh.
Tasha's clear, verdant gaze fixates on my lap before quickly darting away. Her alluring fragrance intensifies, signaling her desire for me is just as strong as mine is for her. Her lush scent is driving me wild, but I know once she relents to my seduction, the claiming will be all the sweeter.
I promised to return her to her friends, but I never swore off my attempts to claim her. Once my scent is infused with hers, the Ziarian males wouldn't dare confine me. They perform a similar ritual, and any mated male knows the agony of being separated from his female.
