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She swallowed. “Thank you. For trusting me.”

He wandered closer, his fingers brushing the beacon. “I still do not want you to leave.”

God, a part of her didn’t want to leave either, but this wasn’t her world. She didn’t belong on this planet. Whatever they felt, neither of them had ever planned for the other.

She cleared her throat and plucked up her scanner, checking it still worked. “For now, we focus on getting your sword.”

He nodded. “What is that?”

“A scanner. It can give lots of information on objects and biological entities.”

“Anything else?”

“That’s it. You already have the medscope, and I have my stunner and Sync.” She shoved the scanner in the small pack she’d brought with her.

“Good.” He grabbed her, lifting her to him, his mouth slamming down over hers.

The bag slipped from her fingers, and she slid her hands into his hair. They gorged themselves on each other. Stars, how could she want him again so desperately?

His big hands cupped her ass, and she clamped her legs around his waist. He snatched up her bag, strode out of the room, and somehow managed to get the door closed with a kick of his boot.

Then he was marching down to his rooms.

Yes. For now, all she wanted was Kavon. His warmth, his strength, that single-minded attention he focused on pleasuring her. And she wanted to see him lose that warrior control, to be completely lost in their loving.

In his rooms, he tossed her on the bed, and she bounced once. He tossed her bag to the floor, drew his sword, and set it in its place on the table. His scabbard followed.

Her breath coming in short pants, she watched him methodically strip out of his clothes. She’d never, ever tire of seeing that body—all those muscles, that ridged stomach, that hard cock.

He pressed one knee to the bed, looming over her. “I’m going to make sure you’re sore tomorrow as we ride out for the mines.”

She pressed her tongue to her teeth. “Is that so?”

He moved closer, his fingers drifting up her leather-clad leg. “You’ll feel me, even when I’m not there.”

Her breath hitched. “Do your worst, warrior…or should I say, your best?”

His hand drifted over her belly, atop her corset to fiddle with the ties. “This needs to go.”

“Let me undo⁠—”

He gripped the tough leather, and in one hard tug, tore it down the middle. Her breasts spilled free and his eyes turned from amber-brown to molten gold.

“Come inside me, Kavon.”

With a growl he covered her, and Aurina lost herself in her warrior.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Kavon watched Aurina mount the hargon beast. She settled in the saddle, looking like she’d been riding one for years.

Like she belonged here.

Tarm shifted beneath him, and Kavon patted the beast’s side.

She looked back over her shoulder at him and grinned. “So, I’ve graduated to my own hargon. Sure you trust me?”

He nudged Tarm forward a few steps until he brushed Aurina’s beast. Kavon leaned over, his mouth near her ear. “I will miss having you in my arms, pressed against me, safe under my protection. I will miss imagining sliding my cock inside you⁠—”