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Stunning.

She took a step forward in the pool. “Wrathin.”

“Yes,” he replied.

“Do you want to touch me?” her voice was low, but it echoed in the cave.

“I do,” he replied.

“Then you had better get into this pool.”

“As you like,” he said.

“Oh, I like,” she replied.

He was in the pool in a moment, his body hard and ready for her. He stepped to the center, though it was still only to his waist. She crossed through toward him. The water lapping at her breasts as she moved, and she watched him with her eyelids lowered.

Slow.

Sultry.

The Craving in him began to—

Veta tumbled forward on the rocks. Wrathin caught her, wet and slick against him.

He held her to his chest. “Are you all right?”

“I am pretty good now.” Her hands rested on his chest. “Some seductress I am today, I cannot even walk without falling.”

“But you did not fall. I caught you.”

“Yes. You did,” she replied and stroked his chest. “And here I am, against this solid, carved chest.” She stroked his chest, her hands following the planes of his muscles.

Wrathin was no fool, he recognized what Veta was trying to do. To seduce him, and possibly gain some control over him.

As she was not the first to try such a thing with him, he felt no threat. Regardless of her bringing forth The Cravings, it would not change his programming. He would still make sure she reached the negotiations safely.

If, while on this mission, he could sedate his Cravings, then a mission bonus. He had not done so in a great while. Perhaps it was time to satisfy that primal part of himself.

“Very nice.”

She rocked her hips into his shaft.

It was his time to moan.

Or maybe fall backward himself.

He ran one hand along her side, examining the curves of her, intently feeling the different lines.

It had been a while since he had felt a female, and he did not remember them feeling this incredible.

Perhaps Veta had special skills.

She ran her hand along his body and up his neck. “So, before this gets too crazy, I need to ask one thing.”

“Which is?”

“This isn’t some Rhimodian mating ritual, is it? I don’t plan on mating for life with anyone. Like ever.”