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When he pulled her hand up over her head, she reached up to try and to peel back his fingers with her free hand. She was desperate to touch him, but he simply captured both her wrists in one hand.

She ended the kiss. “Nooooo!” she whined.

He rubbed his scent gland on her cheek and down her neck. Keeping her hands restrained, he spread warm, sweet-scented oil all over her. Everywhere the oil spread her skin tingled with warmth. Every touch made her clit throb and her pussy clench.

“Please, I need you inside me. I’m so close.”

“You beg so prettily,” he said, pressing his mouth to her neck and sucking on the skin.

Her skin had never felt so sensitive. She was bordering on being overstimulated.

“If you don’t fuck me, I’ll…I’ll…” she couldn’t think of what she’d do to him, but he got the idea.

He shifted his hips until the head of his cock was at her entrance. Again she tried to thrust up, but he kept control by shifting his hips to keep the distance the same.

“At my pace,” he growled. Those low words made a shiver go down her spine.

He moved himself into her at a torturously slow pace. She was sure anticipation was going to kill her!

“Zeph,” she whined, but he ignored her. When he’d finally slid his entire length inside her, they both moaned.

“Nothing will ever be like this,” he whispered. “Nothing will ever be as good as being with you in this way.”

She wanted to agree but couldn’t get her mouth to form any words. His thrumming rumble was vibrating her from the inside, and she was close. So damn close!

When he started to pull out, she whimpered, but he didn’t go far before slamming back inside her. She let out a startled cry and then another moan.

He set up a pace that had her falling over the edge within a few thrusts.

She screamed as she came, her body bowing into him. It felt like the only thing that kept her grounded was his hands on her wrists.

His breathing became ragged and his thrusts irregular. Somehow his rumbling became even stronger as he came. His climax seemed to trigger another one in her, and the two of them shook as he flooded her with warmth.

Someday they’d have a private domicile and get to do this as often as they wanted. She couldn’t wait!

Chapter 13

Han

Later, as they lay side by side in the bed, Han reached over and patted Zeph on the head again. “Good Talin.”

He sounded an amused rumble. “I like being your good Talin.”

Chuckling, she rolled onto her side and snuggled against him. It was hard to imagine a time before Zeph. It felt like they’d been together forever even though it had been less than a month.

Tumoro, Sandar, and Rensom weren’t the first people she’d offered a home to back on Inneeko. Because she traveled so much, she’d had the opportunity to meet a lot of diverse individuals. During the last five years, she’d sent three humans, four Ugarians, and a Porian to live with her community. Most of them were happy and still living there. One of the Ugarians had married into a family and moved to a different planet when the family moved. They still got packages from her occasionally.

The one thing all these people had in common was that they were alone and desperate. By the standards of Inneeko, Sandarand Rensom were wealthy. They’d be the only ones she sent home who were potentially under threat by their government.

That reminded her that Sandar and Rensom weren’t the only ones breaking laws. The only difference between them and Zeph was they hadn’t been caught yet. The three Talins would be safe once they passed Thisher Station. No one would try to collect on his warrant once they were within her sector’s boundary.

Thinking about the warrant reminded her that she hadn’t confessed her profession to Zeph yet. He still thought their meeting was a complete accident. She couldn’t let him make the trip back to Inneeko without knowing the truth.

Sitting up, she pulled up a blanket that got shoved off the bed and wrapped it around herself. Confessions shouldn't have to be done naked.

Zeph propped himself up with his arms resting behind him and sounded a worried rumble. “Han, your face is doing that scrunchy thing it does when you're not happy about something. What did I do wrong?”

“Hey, no, that’s not it at all!” she said, rubbing one of his legs that was stretched out next to her. “I have to tell you something. I haven’t been completely honest with you.”