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nothing but fight and preparing to fight. Long limbs, slabs of muscle, lithe legs and wide shoulders gave her quite a bit to absorb, but the wide, flared cock that was taking center stage made her eager to get on with the assimilation.
    Aura sat up to reach for him, but he pushed her back with gentle and insistent hands. He linked his hands to her, palm to palm, and as their fingers wound together, he worked into her.
    She wanted to close her eyes to savour the feeling of his cock sliding into her, but facing him and watching his expression as he moved into her for the first time was too tempting.
    The stars in his eyes, the swirling galaxies that she could see against the blackness, they hypnotized her and pulled her in.
    As her body was swallowed by pleasure, her mind opened to see every moment of her past. Every disappointment, every moment of enjoyment and all images of her friends and family swamped her thoughts. All of her time came to her, crystal clear and she rocked with Randr as a new series of images filled her mind.
    She saw Randr as a lover laughing with her in the morning light, her family as seen from a distance, being handcuffed in front of the seven and knowing that it would not end well, Tavik coming to her aid and a new branch of the Nameless taking form.
    All of these images were hazy, blurred as if they were not yet set, but Aura recognized a few of them from her own past. If she was right, she was going to break some very big rules for the Nameless.
    Light started to pour out of her, her skin glowing brightly in Randr’s embrace as she arched against his increasingly powerful thrusts. Each slide and rock drew a gasp from her and when she screamed, he shouted, grinding his hips to hers and his own glow met and mingled with hers, his timeline pouring into her mind.
    His hands were still holding hers, his lips moving softly against her neck when she blinked herself back to the present.
    She tried to kiss him, but she was firmly pinned to the bed. A low laugh worked its way out of her throat. “Defile the library indeed.”
    He raised his head and pressed a kiss to her jaw, working his way up to her lips in minute increments. His smile kept the kiss from being more intimate, but she got the idea.
    “Why can I see parts of your life in my mind?”
    He looked surprised. “I haven’t heard of that before. Usually, we only share our viewpoints for the present.”
    Aura braced her feet on the bed and rocked her hips slightly. “Does this kind of thing happen often among the Nameless?”
    Randr feathered kisses along her forehead. “Not that often. We normally take casual lovers in the timelines we visit.”
    “So, this is unusual?”
    He pressed his lips to hers. “Not where you are concerned. The unusual is the everyday with you.”
    “Should I be flattered?”
    “It is a fact. Nothing about you is standard or usual. You are exceptional in every way.”
    She closed her eyes and went through her view of Randr’s timeline. He had grown up on a high-tech world over a century ago. Despite his people being evolved, they chose combat as a method for settling their differences and he was a good citizen and went to war.
    On a battlefield in the rain, he had been dying from a series of wounds inflicted by a shattering vehicle. A woman wearing a hood had come and knelt at his side. With surprising strength, she tore one arm of his blood-soaked uniform from him and draped it over the large puddle of crimson at his side.
    She had simply lifted him and carried him Home in a burst of light.
    Agrohan was his rescuer and her bondmate, Ickola, was his healer and tutor. He had learned the ways of the Nameless and begun to live a life after his had ceased.
    “How are you doing that?”
    She smiled at his question.
    “I have no idea. There is so much inside me now, and I am not even counting you.” Tilting her hips against him caused an answering twitch inside her.
    He retreated and slid forward, thrusting deep.