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she’d just managed to make it to space and begin her exploration. So much to see. So much to do. So much trouble to get in.
    Sure, she’d had a few close calls—the whole almost mashed into bits by an alien who accused her of cheating at cards, almost sushi’d by the Lxroakian who enjoyed the smell of her when she accidentally bumped into him in a marketplace, oh, and the porcine pirates who’d wanted to sell her to a bordello, again as a menu item. Come to think of it, a lot of the aliens she’d encountered wanted a taste of her flesh. But only Dyre seemed to show an interest in the erotic kind.
    She shivered, and warmth curled in her lower belly. Maybe she should take him up on his offer?
    But then she remembered her real reason for being in space. It sobered her. I’ve got a job to do. Which meant no purple distractions, unless she needed to use him to further her purpose.
    Because where her own private quest was concerned, she was prepared to sacrifice her body if it meant reaching her goal.

Chapter Five
    “Rescued virgins should be ravished before returned for a reward.” – A Mercenary’s Guide to Prosperity
    “Preserve a maiden’s innocence, no matter the temptation.” – The Unofficial Guide to Heroism
     
    Dyre might have left the human’s presence, but she lingered in his mind. What a tough attitude for one so physically weak. He admired her strong spirit but couldn’t help but shake his head at the dumb luck that led him to her and allowed him to rescue her.
    Almost as if fate guided me to her. Which, maybe, wasn’t so crazy. Didn’t many heroic deeds and quests come about via the meddling of forces many called gods? Had Dyre finally caught the notice of one? Was he about to become a god’s champion? Would he end up thrust into danger? Forced to risk his life and perform noble deeds? Perhaps slay some monsters?
    Stupendous!
    However, his excitement over the possibility of living his own intrepid tale still couldn’t completely erase the luscious human from his thoughts. She’d mentioned needing a shower. Did she at this very moment lather her creamy skin? Did she stand nude under the warm spray, soaping her generous curves, rubbing circles around her heavy breasts? Did her kind sport nipples a male could suck on? And what of the flesh between her legs? Would it welcome his erect shaft, cradle it with warmth and moisture? Or was it ringed in teeth like a certain bipedal breed from the savage red planet in the Daemyon Galaxy?
    Curiosity demanded an answer. Even as he ordered it, he knew it was wrong. Knew it, knew it, so knew it. Yet he did it anyway under the guise of checking on his guest and ensuring her wellbeing. The screen on his wall lit up, the camera in her room panning and not finding her. He switched video streams, and swallowed hard.
    There she was, just as he’d just pictured her, nude and in the cleansing cubicle, but his imagination had not done justice to her fleshly glory.
    By all the gods in the universe, she was quite attractive. Had he truly thought her pale? Nay, more like pearlescent, a precious jewel sought after from the depths of the deepest oceans, torn from the rapacious grips of monsters. She was a priceless beauty with nuances in tone and shape made for admiration.
    She possessed rounded curves, soft curves, curves that made him sink to his knees as they went weak, probably because he fisted himself and his hard cock stole all the blood from his limbs.
    Did she suspect she had an audience, or did she always run her hands to sensuously over her slick skin? Her nipples were fat, pink, and beckoning. He could so easily imagine latching on and sucking, biting. Would they harden at his attention?
    She bent over to wash her feet, and his breath caught. Pink. She was pink down there, a delicate shell for a sex that made his mouth water, while his hand stroked his pulsing cock.
    Mesmerized, he would have continued watching, but she chose right then to stare right at his