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people that tall?”
    He paused. “The people of the trees are. Now, a question for you. Do many of your people have hair that shade? It is very striking.”
    She blushed. “It is not natural. The colour is provided by nanites. I was tired of plain blonde hair. This is much more fun.”
    “What shade is blonde?”
    “Yellowish? Like the sun. Well, like my sun.” She finished the meal and sat back, smiling. It had been her best meal in months.
    “It sounds lovely.”
    “It is both exotic and common where I come from. Purple was far more entertaining.” She flexed her hands. “The nails were more of an occupational necessity.”
    He captured one of her hands and examined her nails. “Reinforcement?”
    “Correct.”
    “Nicely done. Avari technology?”
    “I suppose so.” She stared at him and cocked her head. “Do you have pointed ears?”
    He casually reached up and pushed his hair behind one undoubtedly pointed ear. “The Lomit were an offshoot of the Admaryn. We were a colony, and when they attempted to destroy your kind, I could hear it, even in my frozen state. The worlds have gone on around me and all signals have gone through my mind.”
    “Okay. Why do I hear one language and then my own in my mind when you speak?”
    He shrugged and smiled shyly. “The Lomit were interested in learning, but languages were beyond their grasp, so their mental talents were pressed into service to force translation. You are feeling your mind accept what I say, and then, it forces the understanding via images and emotions.”
    “So, because you are linguistically challenged, I have to be mentally invaded?”
    “I promise to make it up to you.”
    She sighed. “I will learn Lomit. It will take the heat off my brain.”
    He cocked his head. “I don’t have any learning tools.”
    “I am sure that I will pick it up from the bits and pieces I hear.”
    Brin Tai Wekk smiled slyly. “You have already begun with the accent. I can hear it in your speech patterns.”
    She shrugged. “It is a side effect of having a keen ear. I did it back home when I travelled; it was annoying as hell.”
    “Well, I hope that your self-education is swift. There are subtleties to Lomital that I believe you will appreciate.”
    That was vague and rather mysterious, but she simply nodded and yawned. The bed was huge but so was her companion. “You take the bed, I will take the couch.”
    He sighed. “We can share the bed. I promise to be on my best behaviour.”
    She wondered absently why part of her was terribly disappointed by that.
     

Chapter Five
     
     
    Olena woke in the dark of the station night. Her body was on fire. Well, more precisely, her sex was on fire. Breasts, belly, the back of her knees, all sensitive points on her body were hot.
    With short jerks, she pulled off the robe she had worn to bed, throwing the thin silk off the bed to free her suffocating skin.
    “What is the problem, Olena?” Brin rolled to his side and observed her in the dim light.
    “I am hot. My skin feels fevered. I can’t take it.”
    “This is the effect of the spark. I wasn’t expecting it to flare up this soon.”
    She could read his scowl in the dimness.
    “How do I stop it?” She tried not to touch anything, but even the slight caress of the sheets was maddening.
    “You don’t. The bonding that I forced on you created a lock-and-key effect. Neither of us can be whole without the other. It goes with companionship and it carries through with sex.”
    She had no objection to sex in the abstract, but screwing a stranger wasn’t normally on her agenda. Tonight, she felt like making an exception.
    Olena moved toward him, and his skin was blessedly cool. She rubbed the heated mounds of her breasts against him, and they felt better instantly. When she pressed her belly against his and engaged in a slow undulation, the fire retracted a notch.
    His cock pressed against the wet, throbbing heat between her thighs, and she winced at the length and