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her toward an acceleration couch forcefully, strapping her into the soft webbing with quick, well-practiced motions. K’rilla’s mind raced.
    She had to find a way to stall him. Surely her father wouldn’t allow this, he’d be coming with the arena’s guards…
    “Stay here, I’m going up to the cockpit,” Darius said. “We’ll be leaving in a hurry, so keep your straps on if you know what’s good for you.”
    He turned to walk away, then abruptly came back, leaning over her. He ran his fingers through her hair. Then he kissed her again, his lips soft and tender. Her fears melted as desire surged through her. He nibbled at her mouth, giving her just enough of a taste to make her long for more. By the time he finished, she’d forgotten to protest.
    Whatever else the man was, he was gorgeous. She wanted him. Really wanted him. And not to talk to—she wanted to know what his cock felt like inside her body, how his seed tasted. She imagined taking him into her mouth—what would the texture of him feel like? Would the skin of his shaft be hard like the rest of him, or oh so soft to her tongue?
    K’rilla wanted to go up to his ship with him and go to his cabin and see whether a man like he could make a woman scream.
    He pulled away and K’rilla blushed fiercely, feeling suddenly dirty. A virtuous Saurellian maiden like her didn’t entertain thoughts like this. Not even old ones, like 17
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    her. And even if she was foolish enough to fall for someone like him, she was a woman of reason. A professional with a career and the respect of her peers.
    She would think her way out of this, K’rilla told herself with resolve.
    She looked around, catching the eye of one of the soldiers who’d followed them on board. Like all Saurellians, he had fair skin with the dark hair and eyes of their race. He also had the half-wild look of an unmated man, predatory and more than a little frightening. He took the couch next to hers, fastening his own straps with the efficiency of long practice.
    “Will any of you help me?” she whispered, not sure what she wanted the answer to be.
    He offered her a feral smile.
    “I do what the admiral says.”
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Chapter Two
    Saul turned off the ‘com after the first round of transmissions. Her family was lodging complaints, the priestesses were enraged, the Council’s First Advocate wanted to know if he’d lost his mind. He supposed it wasn’t too late for them to try intercepting him, although he wouldn’t surrender his ship for anything and he knew damn well they wouldn’t shoot him down. They might consider ordering the men on Tessa’s Glory to take him into custody, for what it was worth. Goddess help them if they tried.
    Not that he wanted to start a civil war… But if it came to that, Saul knew he would.
    He needed her that badly. The realization stunned him.
    But the Saurellian powers-that-be would decide quickly enough to treat this as a romantic escapade. To be fair, it was. More than one Saurellian male had kidnapped his own lifemate away from her family, it wasn’t without precedent. He smiled at the thought. Lifemate. That beautiful, confused woman he’d left in the acceleration couch was all his, more stunning and perfect than his wildest fantasies. He wasn’t sure where or how they’d live or what the coming invasion meant for them, but he knew one thing.
    Now that he’d found her, he’d die before giving her up.
    Saul smiled and felt his already-heated loins pulse painfully, every heartbeat throbbing through his engorged cock. He couldn’t wait to slide it into her pussy. He leaned back in the seat, trying to ease his discomfort, monitoring the pilot as they approached the bulk if his flagship, Tessa’s Glory.
    Lifemate.
    Saul licked his lips, wondering what she’d taste like.

    K’rilla knew Tessa’s Glory inside and out. She’d spent most of her professional life studying battle cruisers, and when she’d been appointed to