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That seemed to embarrass her even more and she struggled to find her balance as she attempted to stand up. But that only caused her to rock over my hips and I couldn’t stop the groan that escaped my throat even if I’d tried.

The Instinct’s mating pull was…strong.

I couldn’t even think straight, dammit!

She froze at the groan, her eyes going as wide astuxifruits.

“Vrax, female, don’t do that,” I rasped. “Get up. Now.”

She didn’t hesitate. She made a little mewing sound just as thekixiavines began to close around my ankle and she scrambled off me. As soon as she was standing, I pushed off the jungle floor to shake the vines off.

Her eyes went wide when I straightened to my full height and she craned her neck back to meet my gaze with trepidation and wariness.

Humans were small, especially female ones. The top of her head only came up to the middle of my chest. She crossed her arms over her breasts—trying to shield them?—and seemed uncomfortable as I regarded her carefully.

“Who…who are you?” came her question, running her gaze over my clothing. Or lack of, considering I was bare-chested. I’d been repairing the water catch system back at my dwelling. Debris was clinging to the material of my pants and I’d only managed to drag on a pair of my boots and grab my stun gun before I’d taken off towards the crash site.

My gaze narrowed on her, even though my Instinct demanded that I becloser. It roved in my chest, discomforted by the fact that she wasn’t in my arms or that a significant amount of distance was separating us, especially after finding one another.

It was…unnatural.

Then again, my fated mate wasn’t Luxirian. She would be oblivious to the bond that was beginning to form between us. Theconnection.

She cleared her throat, my gaze rapt on her in fascination. The question came out a little bolder and stronger when she asked again, “Who are you?”

Chapter

Three

LYRA

I’d seen Luxirian males plenty of times before this. Hell, there had been a large handful on my space cruise and they’d always been surrounded by females of various species flirting their asses off.

I’d even been considering a Luxirian male as my sperm donor. They were strong, exceedingly adept at fighting off a variety of strange diseases, respected throughout the Four Quadrants, and I’d also thought that their dark, curling horns were so incrediblycute.

But there was nothing ‘cute’ about the Luxirian male standing in front of me right now.

For one, he had the fiercest scowl on that brooding face. His full lips were downturned. His sharp cheekbones looked like they could cut me.

His eyes were a crystal blue, a common color for his species, though I’d never seen any as light as his. Looking into them, I had the strangest urge to sway because they seemed endless. They looked like a perfect, clear pond on a hot summer day…if that pond was filled with fragmented, sparkling diamonds.

His eyes were breathtaking and mesmerizing, even though they were narrowed in a small, mistrusting glare. He’d takena step away from me when he stood, though I’d been more than a little alarmed—and strangely intrigued—by what I’d felt twitching in his pants.

Maybe the bikinihadbeen a good idea?

I wanted to let out a hysterical laugh at the absurdity of this situation. But if I laughed, I thought it was very likely I’d start crying. Because what the hell was happening?

Taking a deep breath, I distracted myself by continuing to study him. My first assessment had been correct when I’d popped out from the life pod. He was, in fact, very, very hot.

Devastatingly handsome was a more appropriate description, even with his pouting frown. His chest was bare and a little…gleamy. Like he’d been sweating. The male wasbuilt. Rippling muscles and hardened valleys. His pants were loose, yet tight enough for me to see the outline of his cock. My cheeks flamed. I jerked my gaze to his face.

Therehe was all hard angles too, punctuated by a sharp jawline that looked like a blade. He had black hair, but unlike many Luxirians, his was shorn just past his shoulders, sexy but wild. I’d always thought that Luxirians who cut their hair were?—

I nearly choked again when I sharply inhaled.

My eyes went wide. “You…you…”

I stumbled back a little, edging towards the life pod.

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