the twining vines and met hers. The truth was there, lingering in his multicolored eyes.
“But I’m Terran.”
“In part.”
“And the other?”
“You know the answer to this question already. Palia. On your father’s side. We believed your line was lost to us and yet here you are.”
“I’m…”
Karru drew her closer, their bodies flush and her curves nestled against his hard muscles. “Mine. You are mine.”
“I…” She what? Was overwhelmed? Anxious for him?
Both.
“You are satisfied with my appearance. You allowed me to give you pleasure and you enjoyed my touch. You believe I can protect you.” He looked too damn cocky.
“I said all that already.”
“Yes,” he nodded. “I was reminding you. Those are the first statement of intention for a Palia male and female.”
“What intention?”
He lowered his head and brushed a soft kiss across her lips. “That I wish to make you mine. Permanently.”
“Oh.” That’s all she had. Actually, she had something else. “After two meetings?”
“Had I believed you would accept me, I would have claimed you on sight,” he murmured and then brought to bear lips together once again. Not in a passionate and overwhelming connection, but gentle and sweet. “I have done nothing but crave you from the moment my eyes met yours. And your body, your scent, sweet one… It screams for me.”
He lowered his head further, running his nose along her neck and nuzzling her. “When I first came into contact with you, I knew your wanting was upon you and it called to me. That was when I first believed you were perhaps of Palia. I wanted so badly to answer your body’s call that first night, but I am an honorable male and could not.” He raised his head and grimaced. “I was not as honorable that second night when I touched your intimate places and I discovered you were truly of my home. I took a small droplet of blood for our scientists to test. I wanted to approach your family and petition for our joining.”
A grin teased her lips. “You were going to ask for my hand in marriage?”
He answered her with a grin of his own. “Yes. I wanted you, my sweet one. Unfortunately,” he stroked the back of her hand. “Unfortunately my prick must have introduced some part of me and your body reacted to a Palia male. It is the first step in a claiming, your body announcing its acceptance of the male’s genetic material. It is not supposed to happen until after the male has been welcomed by the female’s family and the touch occurs with permission of her eldest male relative.”
She ignored the sexism that seemed prevalent in Palia society and got to the guts of the matter. “This is because of you?”
He nodded and lifted it to his lips, brushing a kiss over the raised flesh. “Yes, and I regret the pain you endured because of me. Many are petitioning my claim on you.”
“Petition…” Petition? Shock quickly transformed to anger. “Who the hell do they think they are that they can petition anything? And how the hell do they know already? You only found me—knew about this—in the last zentic.”
“Communication to Palia is open now. The moment I identified you, those on the planets knew you’d been found.”
Rebecca snorted. “I wasn’t exactly lost. I had been stuck in that stupid place—”
A rumbling growl vibrated her. “They lied and delayed us and will suffer the weight of our displeasure once you have recovered. They would not tell me where to find you and only assured me of your health while we discussed ‘preliminaries.’ I admit to being partly at fault. I did not notify them of your status because I wanted to ensure your safety first. Now that I have you, we shall tell them and they will be aware of their mistakes.”
Her status. Her status as his. Whatever his position, it seemed she adopted his title as well. She didn’t really care about that. “G’Zeri is my family’s surname?”
“Yes, they—”
She pressed her