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Did he dare do the same to Ashlyn? This might be his only chance to keep her. She was standing there telling him it was over. The challenge. The ruse. Them. He needed her. Craved her. He couldn’t let her go. Not now. Not ever. Especially not when he wanted exactly what they did–his seed deep inside her.

He closed his eyes as fire shot down his spine and pooled in his groin. His shaft hardened painfully as his sac swelled with a heaviness he’d never experienced before. His chest filled with determination as he realized what was unintentionally happening to him.Ah, shenga, the body follows where the heart leads. You may hate me later, but I cannot let you go. I cannot.

“Hello?” Ashlyn tapped Zade’s arm with her index finger. “Earth to Zade. Are you listening to me? We need to forfeit.”

Rather than argue, he bent down and gave her a passionate, soul-searing kiss, hotter than the sun. When she melted into him, he backed her up until she bumped into the table. She was small and took no effort at all to lift up and settle on the edge of the marble slab.

He growled in male appreciation. The position put her at the perfect height he could fuck her while standing. He shoved her dress up around her hips, ripped her delicate panties, freed himself and took her hard and fast right there on the table. There was no time to prepare her, but she was ready for him. Hot. Wet. Eager.

“Ah! Yes! Harder!” she cried out. She wanted, needed him deep inside her right now. She gave him everything. Surrendered to his primitive possession. Demanded more.

He set a punishing pace, almost savage in its intensity. He needed her to take all of him. Everything he had to give her. There was no holding back. Her passionate cries for more, the scrape of her nails, all fueled his raging desire to take. Conquer. Control. She gasped as he thrust into her with unrelenting determination, pounding her deepest pleasure points until she screamed in ecstasy.

Her body arched as he plunged inside her, driving her mercilessly towards another climax before the first had ended. With a primal growl, he gripped her inner thighs and spread them wider, tilting her pelvis up to meet his every thrust. He claimed her with a fierce possessiveness, penetrating until he reached the entrance of her womb before following her over the precipice and jettisoning hot, life-giving seed deep inside her. She could protest later. For now, he needed to secure his position as her mate, breed her, mark her as his own. From the moment he saw her, she’d become his everything. He couldn’t let her walk away from him. Couldn’t face another day without her.

Ashlyn floated down slowly.She couldn’t have moved had she tried. She was wrung out. Boneless. Zade’s dominant, almostviolent lovemaking had echoed her own feelings of desperation and completely obliterated her ability to think rationally. The thought of never seeing him again, of the challenge being over so quickly, triggered a desperation within her that she’d never felt before. She’d allowed him to possess her completely, allowed him deep inside her heart in a way she'd never felt before. Held nothing back.

A pang of regret twisted her heart for what could never be. This was it. The end. She wasn’t ready to give him up, but they were out of time.

Zade pulled out and tucked himself back into his uniform, then helped her off the table, sliding her dress back down. “Come. Let’s get this over with. We have already kept the Council waiting longer than was probably wise. I will speak for us. There is no need for you to address them.”

“If you want to do all the talking, that’s fine with me. I hate public speaking.” Ashlyn stood up and straightened her dress the best she could, then finger combed her hair, which had become a tangled mess. Without panties, she was acutely aware of the state she was in. Their combined fluids were leaking down the insides of her thighs, and she smelled like sex and…she took a deep breath…Zade. How could she go out there in front of all those people, those aliens, like that?

What am I saying? Fuck them and fuck their stupid challenge and their stupid fucking Council seat. I never wanted it anyway and I refuse to let them make me feel ashamed of who I am or what I choose to do. If this is the last time I see Zade, the last few moments we have together, I’m not going to spend it worrying about what a bunch of assholes think. I hope they get a good whiff. No, I hope they choke on it right along with their stupid rules.

She marched over to where Zade stood waiting at the door, raised up onto her tippy toes, wrapped her arms around his neckto pull him down and gave him a big sloppy kiss. Zade groaned appreciatively, making her laugh as she pulled away.

“Woman.”

“Zade.” She batted her lashes flirtatiously.

“I am Caldorian. I do not need much time to recover. If you keep looking at me like that, I will have to take you again.” He adjusted his growing erection to fit more comfortably against her.

She grinned. “Any time, anywhere, big guy.”

He kissed her long and hard, then grabbed her hand and tugged her along behind him as he led the way back to the arena. Under his breath he murmured, “By the gods, I hope you mean it.”

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Ashlyn

“While you were away,we had all necessary medical equipment brought in and set up to avoid any further delays, should you wish to continue. Has a decision been made?” asked Councilor Vorax.

The Councilor’s observation was completely unnecessary. Ashlyn couldn’t miss the temporary exam table set up in the middle of the arena, complete with no fewer than eight masked and gloved technicians, multiple bright spotlights, and trays lines with tools for procedures she didn’t dare imagine. Hovering at regular intervals all around the arena were additional holovid screens. Like they didn’t have enough already.

She shivered. Had they really expected to examine her in front of the entire crowd and stream it live and up close like some sort of entertainment show? She was suddenly glad Zade was going to handle answering Councilor Vorax. If she were to start talking, she might say something really rude and cause an Intergalactic incident.

Zade held her hand gently, his presence oddly soothing. He nodded. “Yes. We are ready to proceed.”

Her gasp was lost in the sea of whispers and murmurs that rose up all around the arena. Zade turned toward her, cradled her head in his hands and whispered in her ear, “You previously agreed to the medical exam, and my seed is already active and deep inside you. There is no reason to stop now.”

Molten gold clashed with cornflower blue as Ashlyn trembled with rising fury. No. No, he wouldn’t do that to her. Wouldn’t make that kind of decision without consulting her. He had to be lying. They’d just talked about forfeiting and then they’d…they’d… oh god. He wouldn’t do that to her. He wouldn’t. He wouldn’t. She refused to believe what her heart was telling her. “When?” she ground out through clenched teeth.

“The ‘when’ matters not. We cannot change what is past. We must focus on the future. You do not yet believe this, but you are mine. I will do whatever it takes to keep us together,” he vowed.

Angry tears blurred her vision, but she refused to let them fall. “This was not the way to do it. When did it happen? Before or after I said we had to forfeit?”

Lips thinned, he met her angry glare unflinchingly. “You know when.”

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