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chocolate fudge. Every time his gaze locked onto hers, a hot rush of arousal pulsed through her.
    She wondered if he was one of those male sex slaves her brothers had vaguely mentioned in their message about how this planet worked. Here women were in charge and all males were uneducated slaves.
    No fun. She wanted to be the one dominated. Wanted this rugged stranger breaking her out of this wagon, dragging her into the dense, green foliage and taking her on the ground…or up against a tree…or… A knowing grin tugged at the corners of his lush, full lips. Lips made for fusing over her clit and sucking her until she came and came.
    Oh God, Kayla! Focus! Not on him! But on getting out of here!
    She needed to find her brothers. They’d get the help her sisters required, and then they needed to figure out how to get off this planet and go home.
    Crud! But how was she going to break out of this damned cage? All four sides were made of two-inch, solid metal bars, pounded into a thick-planked wooden floor. The roof was flat and also made of thick-planked wood.
    Her gaze moved from the wagon ceiling back to him . And what about him? When she had an opportunity to escape, she’d definitely have to take Mr. Yummy Tarzan along with her, if only to have him put her out of her delicious sexual misery.
    She resisted the urge to close her legs to him. She shouldn’t be so sexually blatant. Instead she embraced the sweet shivers sweeping through her as he continued to stare at her with erotic interest. She swore if he had his way with her, she’d enjoy every minute of it.
    Her gaze dropped back to his cock and she inhaled softly at the sight. Have mercy! His cock was getting bigger! Expanding, lengthening. Readying itself for her.
    Kayla moaned at the sight and found herself losing control of her senses. She craved for him to plunge into her. To spear into her pussy until she came apart, crying and moaning and whimpering.
    White heat enveloped her and she fought against pressing her tender clit into the warm, wooden bench beneath her. With every breath and every jiggle of the wagon, naughty vibrations cascaded against the area between her thighs. She inhaled softly, her world rocking at the knowing look in the stranger’s eyes as he raised them from studying her pussy to recapture her gaze.
    Fight it, Kayla . She moaned inwardly. Fight the erotic pull this man and this planet have on you.
    On this planet who knew what was in the water or, for that matter, in the air she was breathing or in the food they’d given her.
    Clenching her teeth, Kayla vowed not to bring herself off. At least not until he was sinking into her.
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    One more step. Another. One more. Keep going. Just one more.
    Those commands swept through Taylor’s mind as he struggled to keep from falling, his legs threatening to buckle with every step. He fought to keep his eyes focused on the female he’d been tracking since finding her trail in the Fever Swamps.
    When he’d first spotted her, she was being surrounded by a group of females. As he’d followed the females to a hub, he’d become so overwhelmed by her beauty he hadn’t heard the several women sneaking up behind him. Getting caught hadn’t been in his plan of breaking her free, but at least now he was close to her.
    This woman was too alluring for a simple male like himself, but every time he looked at her, obvious interest flared in her eyes and something inside of him screamed with happiness. This jubilance and protectiveness while gazing upon a female had never happened to him before. It frightened him and made him eager to possess her at the same time.
    She had wavy, dirty-yellow, shoulder-length hair, a color he had never seen on a female. He had thought she was one of those Yellow Hairs who ate males, but then he remembered she was one of those missing females that were kin to the talking Hero brothers and relief had slipped into his bloodstream.
    She had a heart-shaped face. Her eyes