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“That’s notyours,” I told him, my hands on my hips, glaring at him. “You can’t just take everything.”

He tilted his head as he watched me, grinning as he held it out to me. I reached for it, but he pulled it away again. I huffed, holding my hand out with my demand.

He lowered his head to mine, tapping his lips with his finger. I blanched, shaking my head.

No way. There’s no way I can kiss this male and get away without jumping his bones.

“No kisses,” I insisted, and he shrugged, tucking the card into the satchel that he carried, crossing his arms over his chest.

We stood in a stand-off, and I glared at him. “You can’t just take that!”

He tapped his lips again, another grin playing across his mouth and I shook my head. His shrug said everything that he couldn’t say in Common.

Then I guess we’re staying out here.

“One. Kiss,” I gritted each word and when I stepped closer to him, triumph gleamed in Rok’s eyes as he lowered his head.

He was so big—so formidable. I licked my lips, waiting for him to bend closer. Even if I tried, I would never be able to reach him. He lowered himself, his own wide tongue sweeping out to moisten his lips. My face fit snugly between his large tusks and then he was kissing me and my mind went blank.

The electricity that arced between us shot through my body, a keen awareness and sensitivity overtaking me. This was unlike any kiss I’d ever had before. I reached up, gripping his shoulders, holding him close.

His own big palms curled around my waist and he released alow growl of pleasure as he moved his lips against mine.

What’s happening to me?

Chapter Thirteen

Rok

My female was rocking my world off its axis. There was no way to describe what was happening to me as we pressed our mouths together.

I’d watched Dristan do it with his female and I’d known right away that I’d be replicating the move with mine. Butthis. This was ecstasy.

This closeness, this intimacy. It was everything that I’d ever wanted to happen between us and she’d capitulated with ease.

If my female wanted, she’d only had to stand firm and deny me for a few more moments. I would have given in to her sweet demands. I knew that much about myself. I would have returned the tiny keepsake to her, whatever it was.

But she wanted me as well. I felt it with my whole body. Her scent was flooded with lust every time we so much as brushed up against each other.

I didn’t understand the mating rituals of this new land, but I’d figure them out and ensure that I followed every single one for her. This touching of mouths, though. This was something that I wanted to keep doing.

And I need more.

I tugged my female closer, lifting her with ease so that she fit against me, her body crushed close, her luscious breasts against my chest.

Yes, Becca. Yes.

Her lips parted against mine, sucking my lower lip between hers, and my cock throbbed so hard I thought I would come right there. Intrigued with this ritual, I did the same with hers, sucking her lips between mine.

Her little tongue slipped out and I groaned as it brushed against mine.

She’s going to be the death of me.

Moving my tongue against hers, I was hesitant at first. She gasped against my mouth, her little body shivering.

I’m doing it right. My female is so aroused it wouldn’t take much to make her come.

The thought sent another jolt through me. I wanted that. I wanted to bring her so much pleasure that all she could think about was what I could do to her body.

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