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two. His uniform tunic was draped over the back of one
chair. Jake had chilled a bottle of sparkling venon and a red flower sat
in a small vase.
    For some inexplicable reason, she wanted to cry again. This
afternoon she had started to pack, ready to run away. She hadn’t done that for
years and somehow it had brought back all the hurt. She couldn’t do this
anymore. She was sick of being used and she didn’t want to spy on the humans,
not this particular human anyway.
    Jake pressed a glass into her hand and snatched a brief
kiss. “You’re just in time.”
    She thought she had forgotten how to laugh, but Jake’s
stories of life on board the ship kept her giggling—especially the ones about
his techie friend, Pete, and his disastrous attempts to find a girlfriend.
Until they returned to the sitting room, she had no idea how late it was. “Oh
Jake, I’m so sorry. Will you get into trouble?”
    He nodded but his eyes were teasing. “They’ll probably lock
me in the brig for being AWOL. This could be my last night of freedom for at
least a month.”
    Tanith slid onto his lap. “Then we better make the most of
it.”
     
    Her kiss was different from the sensual exploration of the
previous night. Tanith pressed her mouth against his, eager and demanding. Her
hands slid under his shirt, stroking the roped muscles of his abdomen. Jake
groaned with frustration. If Tanith didn’t stop touching him like that, he
would take her on the couch. If it was anyone else, he would have given in to
the temptation without a single thought. But he couldn’t do that to her, not
after today. Maybe they could just fool around for a while before he went back
to the ship.
    She pulled the shirt over his head, tossing it onto the
floor. Tanith’s mouth began a slow glide down his neck. Her lips fastened on
his nipple, biting gently, and he gasped with pleasure. He was rock-hard and he
couldn’t fool himself any longer. They were never going to be platonic. Tanith
wrestled with the fastening of his pants and slid her hand inside, stroking the
hard length of him, before pushing the pants off. “Oh, Human, what a nice
surprise.”
    She stood up and pulled off her clothing quickly before
straddling him again. He could feel her small hard nipples as her breasts
rubbed against his chest. When Jake took one into his mouth and laved it with
his tongue, Tanith purred with delight. She lowered herself onto him and he
groaned with pleasure. Her mouth fastened on his again and Jake could taste
pure raw need. He bucked his hips against hers, driving himself deeper. Tanith
bit him on the shoulder. “Not yet. No touching, no moving.”
    She grasped his wrists, placing them behind his head. It
took every ounce of self-control for him to sit still. Tanith moved up and down
slowly, her head thrown back, her hands tracing a path across her breasts with
the tips of her fingers. Her pace increased, grinding harder against him and
her tongue flicked out, running a teasing path over her lips.
    “Please,” he groaned. “Let me touch you.”
    Tanith raised her hips until the barest tip of him remained
inside her. Jake bit his lip. She was going to pay for this. He was going to
make her scream for him. She lowered herself onto him in a single movement,
sheathing him inside her, and he growled. That was it. He was taking over. His
arms whipped around her waist and he stood up. Still inside her, he carried her
to the bedroom. Tanith’s eyes opened wide in surprise. Jake smiled. So it was
true. He’d heard that Cyraelian males were sexually passive. Tanith was in for
a shock.
    He lowered her gently onto the bed. Jake’s hand fisted in
her hair and his mouth claimed hers roughly. She clawed at his back, not caring
if she hurt him. Jake thrust slowly, watching her face, changing his angle and
depth to pleasure her. Tanith arched her back, writhing under him. Her breathing
became fast and shallow and Jake could feel her inner muscles grasping him. She
was going to