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look at him, but he took her mouth with his and her eyes closed as she draped her arms over his shoulders. His fingers slid into her and she lifted herself toward his hand, rotating her hips in a slow circle.
    She knew the signs of her body achieving orgasm, and she was rapidly approaching her climax. Just as she was on the edge, he pulled his hand away and she mewled against his lips.
    The wide, blunt head of his cock pressed into her, and Mel gasped at the girth. As he eased into her, she moaned and her fingers scrambled for purchase on his hard shoulders.
    He gripped her hips and pulled her against him while he forged inside. To her confusion, once he was inside her, he stopped moving.
    She opened her eyes wide when his cock began to undulate inside her and something small latched onto her clit and sucked voraciously.
    He caught her lower lip between his, and he plucked at it softly. The twin prongs of his tongue slipped inside her mouth, and he caught every gasp and quiver as her body was treated to something so deliberate, she had no idea what came next.
    Time slowed and sensual torture ripped through her as she waited for the rush, the release that she wanted. His kisses were slow, thorough, and he backed away when she was depending on him to lead her over the edge. She whimpered and held his head, but she had no leverage to keep him where she wanted him.
    Mel strained upward when he retreated, and she caught his mouth, nipping at his lips. A sound penetrated through the roar in her ears.
    She heard a low voice whispering, “Please, please, pleasepleaseplease.” in a dozen languages. It was her voice but she didn’t stop.
    His undulations inside her picked up speed, and her arousal went up another notch. She locked in place, breathing in short pants. A low moan built in her throat, and it didn’t stop until he flexed his hands on her hips. The slight prick of his claws sent a shockwave of adrenaline through her, but when he pushed her flat on the desk and pounded into her, she arched and screamed.
    Dornin-tah shoved into her over and over until he shuddered and the shaft inside her pulsed. He stood with his back straight and ran a hand between her breasts to her belly before lifting it and starting over again.
    Mel gradually came back to herself when he was putting his clothing on. She rolled to stand up and stumbled into the shower, getting her sweat and the slickness from between her folds.
    She knelt on the floor of the shower and tried not to sob. Whatever she had thought that sex was, Dornin-tah had just shown her the difference. Her body had gotten higher for longer than she knew was possible.
    Realizing that he was still out there, she got to her feet and left the solar shower. It wasn’t worth the extra money to get a water stipend in action when the solar was just fine.
    That practical thought got her out of her lav and into her bedroom.
    Dornin-tah was dressed again, just buckling his belt. He inclined his head. “If you have need of me again, do not hesitate to call, but this contact should have satisfied you until your next cycle. They might have arranged a treatment by then.”
    She swallowed and nodded, pulling on her robe. “Hopefully. I would say thank you but that would just sound trite.”
    He grabbed her shoulders and kissed her. “Never thank someone for receiving pleasure.”
    Captain Dornin-tah left her quarters, and she used the last of her strength to make it to the bed. Her body felt better, less irritated with the world and there had been no signs of illness when he touched her.
    Knowing what was coming, she was going to muscle through her next cycle. She hadn’t had the heart to tell him she only had twenty-eight days before her time was up.
    Terran cycles were designed to populate a planet, and they put her in the same classification as a large rodent. Keeping that little medical tidbit secret was something between her and Kvi.
    She would probably get used to not going to Tymo and the