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    Lea left Damon on the bridge and retreated to her cabin on shaky legs. Once safely locked in, she headed immediately for the shower, stripping off her ruined shirt and sliding her baggy pants off as she walked.
    She’d never felt quite so dirty, or so supremely powerful in her life. Cantor might have been expecting her to fuck him, or suck him, or any number of things, but the look on his face when he came in her mouth was one she’d seen before. In that moment, she’d owned him, and that made this whole situation a little more bearable. She might have been on her knees the whole time, but she didn’t doubt for a moment her ability to bring him to his.
    That knowledge counteracted the shame that nestled in her belly like a small, black rock. It wasn’t the sex—she’d never been self-conscious about physical desire or its consequences. But she’d told herself before all this began that she would get through the degradation of enslaving herself on Ambrax by keeping focused on her goal. Nevertheless, while she’d been getting him off, her only thought had been how much she wanted to mount that massive cock of his and seek her own completion.
    Every word he spoke in that deep, seductive growl of his rode over her like a rough caress. His black eyes cut through her bravado like hot blades, and his commanding touch left her weak-kneed and churned her insides to jelly.
    Unacceptable.
    Of course, it helped that Damon Cantor was attractive, well-built with a broad chest, a body defined by corded muscles and a set of family jewels any man would envy. Unfortunately, Lea had actually been counting on a little personal disgust to keep her mind on her task.
    She couldn’t afford to lose sight of her goal while fantasizing about him, and that had been exactly what she’d been doing before she went to the bridge.
    Ashamed, she stepped into the shower, desperate to clear her mind. Cold water hit her skin, and she gasped then let the steady spray wash his essence off her. The flavor of his cum lingered on her tongue and at the back of her throat, and her clit tingled at the memory of having him in her mouth.
    Despite her rising desire, she refused to indulge. Self-stimulation was a crime on Ambrax, for females at least. She’d have to find another way to control her ardor until Cantor demanded her attention again. God, even thinking about it made her body tight and ready for him. How would she manage not to lose herself completely before she found Troy and wrestled him out of the grip of Ambrax?
    She finished showering with quick, efficient movements and ran damp hands through her hair to style it. Emerging naked from the bathroom, she froze at the sight of Cantor sitting on her bed with half her wardrobe tossed haphazardly around him.
    It appeared he’d taken a pair of galley shears to dozens of her shirts, slicing hems and plunging necklines. Presently he was engaged in lopping off the legs of a third pair of pants.
    She gaped, closing her mouth only when he turned to rake an appraising gaze up from her toes to her navel.
    “You call this a wardrobe?”
    “I beg...I...what the fuck are you doing to my clothes?”
    “When I saw that red number you wore in the bar, I had high hopes for you, Cherry. But everything else you own is black or some godawful shade of brown. Don’t tell me this is how Company babies dress these days.”
    “My door was locked.” Once her indignation began to drain, Lea remembered she was naked and reached for a robe that lay at the foot of the bed.
    Damon pinned her with a scathing look and shook his head. “I can override locks in my sleep. Drop the robe. You need to be comfortable in your own skin since that may be all you’re wearing most of the time.”
    Her fingers stiffened, and the silky garment puddled on the floor at her feet. Fine. She’d walk around naked if that’s what he wanted, but the cost of her ruined clothes would be docked from his pay. “I happen to