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A half-hearted smile lifted her lips. “I was thinking soon, too. Can I borrow your mogging belt, Jac? Going home like this would lead to a lot of questions.”

I chuckled and passed it to her. She de-mogged back into her beautiful human physique and dressed.

Her voice was thick with emotion when she met my gaze and asked, “Can I have a private moment with Deacon to say goodbye?”

“Of course,” I said gruffly.

I stepped out and closed the door behind me. I was glad to not be there for their final farewell. It was going to be difficult enough when the two of us eventually parted ways. If I had to watch Deacon’s heart break, too, I was going to lose it.

A few minutes later, she emerged from the infirmary, her eyes red. I gulped to stop myself from tearing up, too.

“Can we go now?” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I can’t say goodbye to anyone else.”

I nodded in understanding, and the two of us absconded withSovereignprivately. It wasn’t a long trip back to Earth, but I wasn’t looking forward to the journey, no matter the duration.

I set the autopilot to take over, in case she needed to speak to me. Sarah sat with me in the cockpit, her knees folded up to her chest beneath the dress she had worn when I had taken her what felt like eons ago.

I cleared my throat, and she glanced my way. “Sarah, for what it’s worth, I’m sorry about all of this.”

She tipped her head to the side. “What do you have to be sorry for, Jac?”

“For taking you against your will on Deacon’s orders. Being rude to you when I tried to get a rise out of you—”

“Stop, please, just stop. There’s no need for all of that now. I understand why you did those things…” she looked away and very quietly added, “if I loved Deacon the way you do, I couldn’t have refused him, either.”

I took a deep breath and let it out carefully. My heart raced, and I realized this was my one and only chance to tell her everything. “He’s not the only one that I love, Sarah.” If I was being honest, I’d fallen in love with herbeforeI’d abducted her from Earth.

Her body tensed and her eyes widened. She licked her lips, before she confessed, “Same.”

Everything seemed to stop in that moment. I turned to her, and she faced me, too. I reached for her, and she leapt into my arms. But before we kissed, I held up a finger for her to wait. I hit my mog belt and became a human for her.

She smiled, studying my face and new masculine features before lightly skimming her fingers over my shaved head. Then, she kissed me.

Feeling her simple tongue against my own, I was lost in her mouth. I wanted to explore every part of her. I pulled at her dress, until it dropped to the floor. We took turns tugging at the fabric between us, licking the skin we rediscovered under the cumbersome layers. Once we were both nude, Sarah straddled my lap, taking my human cock inside of her.

The sensation was so different from Ladrian feeling—more cerebral than animal. Human sex was gentler, sweeter, and a part of me reveled in it because it was with her.

But once she was filled by my shaft, Sarah bit my shoulder like a Ladrian woman. Hard, wild, and full of need. I grabbedher ass and pushed and pulled her up and down on my cock, working her body with my own. She was just as tight and wet, Ladrian or human. She growled for me with my flesh trapped in her teeth. I loved hearing that erotic sound from her.

I picked her up, setting her onto the dash. Behind her, the stars whizzed by in a blur. I shoved her legs wide apart and pumped into her body, every stroke more intense than the last. I loved Sarah Hollinger with all my might, and my body was compelled to show her in every way I knew how.

I reached between us to rub her clit, but she grabbed my hands and leaned back, making me pin her to the dash. It couldn’t have been comfortable—between the buttons, switches, and levers, I wasn’t sure how she wasn’t complaining yet—but she didn’t seem to notice it at all. But then, she got a sinful look in those sensual brown eyes of hers and I knew something had shifted.

Sarah slipped her hands away from mine and around the back of my neck, before she wrapped her legs around my waist. I picked her up like that, and she groaned, “Lay down.”

I laid back on the floor, not caring about anything but the woman on top of me. Once she was in position with her knees at my sides, she rode me hard. Her tits jiggled and her long, lustrous hair fell forward. The sight of her was captivating, until she stopped.

Her eyes told me something new. The soft look in her eyes made my heart swell. She laid on top of me, flattening her body to mine, with my cock just barely inside of her.

She groaned, her internal muscles clenching around my dick. “Jac, you feel so good.”

“So do you,” I panted, skimming my palms down her back until I gripped her ass in my hands.

“I hate that I’m leaving—”

“Not now,” I gasped, my heart already frayed at the edges at the thought of losing her. “Not now.”

She nodded and kissed me. I tasted the salt of her tears as she rolled her hips down onto me again. Our kisses became slow and intimate. I stroked her long hair and held her close to me. I wanted to keep her there on my body forever.

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