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She sat up and looked at him.
“Why won’t you come in me?”
“You asked for cock.”
“But it’s your cock that comes.”
“And then I’m soft inside you and you’re full of come and that’s going to remind you of things you’d rather not think about.” He lifted her off his lap and stood up. “You’re due at the military hospital tomorrow. I suggest you get some sleep.”
She watched in disbelief as he nodded, grabbed his towel, and started up the stairs. Didn’t he want to come inside her? He’d had no problem fucking her repeatedly during training and leaving her so wet that his come was dripping out of her for days. Damn it, was she actually getting nostalgic about training?
She found her robe and put it on. The pipes were gurgling, so he was probably in the shower getting himself off and thinking of . . . what? Of Palk? And why did she care anyway? He was just completing his assignment by offering her his nonemotional, noninvolved, always-hard cock.
So why was she pissed, and why was she always the one who had to go after him and shout about stuff? She went up the stairs, paused in the kitchen, and then went right through into his bedroom without knocking. The light was on in thebathroom. He was just emerging through the door, with only a towel around his hips.
She glared at him. “Why do I have to chase you down all the time?”
He went still.
“Why, Akran?”
“Because I did that to you for months and I’m not inclined to do it again.”
“It was part of yourjob.”
“Yes.”
“And I’m still your responsibility until I’m considered sane enough to go out on my own.”
He nodded, his gray eyes guarded. “That’s true.”
“And that’s it?”
“What else could it be?”
“I don’t know, Akran, because you won’t allow it to be anything else.”
“I’ve given you everything you’ve asked for.”
“Your cock.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m not bloody Palk!”
“We’ve already established that.”
She shook her head. “That’s what you think, though, isn’t it? Deep down. That I’m like him—that all I could ever want from you is physical gratification.”
He shrugged. “That’s all I have to give you, Lee.”
“I don’t believe that for a second.” Her hands balled into fists. “You’re?—”
“I’m what?” He took three steps closer, which brought him right in her face. “Why would you care what I’m like, Lee? I fucked you and fought you and made you face an alien race that terrifies thegreezout of anyone who comes in contact with them. I did that to you! I fucking nearly killed you!”
She touched his cheek and he flinched away from her.
“Don’t fucking touch me. I’mstillthat man. If it were up to me, I’d keep you naked and collared and on your fucking knees servicing me for the rest of your days. And God help anyone who tried to take you away from me, I’d fucking rip them apart just like theUngrich.”
