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and strong, not easily manipulated. He was her dream man come to life.
    And part of the clan trying to claim rights to her friend. Forever.
    Reason threatened to reassert itself, and she knew she had to get away. Then his magical hand left her breast to encircle her neck. She knew the danger he imposed, yet her arousal blossomed instead of disappearing in a wave of terror.
    “No,” she breathed when he leaned back to stare down at her. She caught a glimpse of red in the gold center of his eyes, then an odd flash of blue. As he squeezed her neck and rocked against her, she found her escape in the most intense orgasm of her life.

Chapter Four
    Xav groaned as he spent all over the inside of his loincloth. The female’s passion had increased his own to such a degree, he didn’t know what to do. She finally sagged in his hold, succumbing to the sleeper pinch he’d tried to be gentle about giving. He hadn’t expected to find so much pleasure in an offworlder’s kiss. Nor had he envisioned how much her enjoyment would enhance his own.
    He grimaced and stood, knowing he needed to clean himself before Zehn returned. Some example he was setting for his men. After cleaning up, he looked around, still unsure of what had transpired. Maht and two of the Nasuhl clan lay unmoving. Not dead—as they breathed still— but the battle must have been intense to render warriors unconscious.
    He surmised Maht had handled the Nasuhl in order to protect his mate. Because yes, even Xav had scented Maht’s claim all over the female. He’d saturated her with his seed, and if Xav were a betting man, he’d venture to say the female would be pregnant in little time, if she wasn’t already.
    Crossing to Maht, he used a revitalizing hold to awaken the male, then trussed the enemy up to each other, not wanting to deal with raiders while handling precious females.
    Lisa, Maht’s offworlder, had beauty, sensuality, and a fine body made for loving. But the woman who’d dared challenge him stirred him like no other…save Talzec.
    Xav’s heart raced at the implications, but he refused to consider any possibility of the future until he had everyone safely at home, where he could investigate further.
    He heard a noise and turned to see Zehn cradling the red-haired female, who sobbed and whispered Maht’s name. Before Maht’s rage could surge out of control, Xav put a hand on the male’s chest to hold him back.
    “She missed you,” Zehn explained before gently placing the female in Maht’s waiting arms.
    A calm as he’d never seen settled on Maht’s face, and Xav knew it was only a matter of time before trouble blew up around them. Maht would not return the female, which would mean a war between East and West if the female wanted to go back home. She didn’t appear to want to leave Maht, but females could be fickle. Offworlders even more so.
    He and Zehn exchanged a wary look. Then Xav glanced down at the woman on the ground. Skye, he remembered her friend calling her. The name attributed to the blanket of color above them. She’d felt like a blanket, keeping him warm and well-pleasured as she’d rocked against him, her breath like life itself, her taste better than any berry he’d sampled.
    He tied her up in the same way he’d secured their enemy. Except he secured her wrist to his, a short leash to keep her restrained. Then he hoisted her over his shoulder, in awe that someone who weighed so little had hauled Zehn around and tried to defeat him as well. So cute, but this offworld kitten had claws.
    He sighed, wondering what Talzec would make of not just one, but two uninvited females descending on their clan. “Time to head home, warriors. You, Maht, have some serious explaining to do.”
    Maht seemed not at all concerned. “Of course, Xav. I intend to explain it all. I can do no less to ensure safety for my mate.”
    “You are certain?”
    Maht nodded with pride. “She carries our young already.”
    “That was fast.” Zehn