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must have given him extra strength.
    “Dex, all I did was grab hold of his hand to tell him that I would help him. I was just trying to be friendly.”
    “You are not to touch other males.”
    Zoey sighed. “I touch Koran and Thor.”
    “Stars, woman, are you trying to ensure our deaths?” Koran asked incredulously.
    “You know I just see them as friends, it is the same with this guy.”
    “He is a sex slave! You bought a sex slave!”
    Oh. Crap.
    ***
    “Dex, please stop pacing and talk to me.”
    She was getting a crick in her neck watching him stride back and forth. Their quarters consisted of one big room with a sitting area, mattress, and a small bathing room attached. The mattress, or masic as the Zerconians called it, liked to float around the room, which meant that they didn’t have a designated sleeping area.
    After Dex had calmed down enough that he no longer wanted to rip the male’s head from his shoulders, he’d ordered everyone from their quarters. Unfortunately, the silent male hadn’t wanted to budge. Zoey then had to spend twenty minutes reassuring the big fellow that she’d be fine before he would leave.
    That hadn’t helped Dex’s temper.
    His eyes still glowed red, an indication of the fury flowing through him. When Zerconians were overcome by strong emotion, their eyes changed color. Red for rage. Amber was arousal. Blue for sorrow. Purple was happiness.
    “Dex, come on, the silent treatment is wearing thin.” Normally, he’d be yelling by now. Telling her how a Zerconian female would never dare to act so foolishly.
    Zoey hadn’t set out today looking for trouble. The last thing she wanted was to add to Dex’s worries. She didn’t want to admit this to him, but she was kind of scared about her new life.
    Crown Princess Zoey. That terrified the crap out of her. What did she know about being a princess? Hell, the only time she’d eaten at a fancy restaurant, she’d freaked out over which cutlery to use.
    She didn’t get it. All that cutlery just meant more dishes, right?
    “You bought a sex slave. What do you wish me to say?”
    “I guess it’s too much to ask that you might understand why I did it?”
    He stopped pacing. Thank God. She rubbed her aching neck.
    “There is one obvious use for a sex slave, is there not?”
    “Dex! I am not going to use him for sex. You know that.”
    “How do I know that? You went to a slave auction. You bought a sex slave. I found you in our quarters, touching him!”
    “Right. Because we were just about to get down and dirty with Macon, Jaxan, and Racar watching on. Thought we might have an orgy, you know? Why not? Because I’ll just throw myself at any man!”
    “Down and dirty? Orgy?” he asked, looking confused.
    Zoey stood, scowling at him. “Arguing with you is so annoying! I brought him back to our quarters because I didn’t want to overwhelm him with a whole lot of people. And I grabbed his hand not his cock for God’s sake.”
    Dex still glared at her, but his eyes were fading back to his normal dark brown color. “You should never have bought him.”
    “I bought him to free him.”
    “Why? Why him?”
    “I felt sorry for him. I couldn’t stand by and let that awful auctioneer touch him that way. When I saw that female being auctioned, well, I—,” She swallowed heavily, that memory was going to haunt her, “—I turned to leave. Then I saw him and I don’t know … I couldn’t save them all, but I could save him, you know?”
    Dex watched her for a long moment then he sighed, running his hand over his face.
    “Dex? Are you okay?”
    “No. I am not sure that I am.”
    He sat on the closest chair and leaned his head against the back of the seat, closing his eyes.
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ll get rid of him. I’ll give him some credits and put him on a transporter like Macon suggested.”
    He sighed.
    She couldn’t believe she was about to say this. “You can spank me if you want.”
    Dex