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looking for in a woman, yet the last thing Talon expected to find.
    Lynn was an odd mixture of shy, courageous, modest and sexy.
    The perfect woman. The perfect mate.
    How had he grown so attached so quickly? Maybe he wasn’t the only one cheating with pheromones?
    Indecision danced in furrowed lines across her forehead, before eventualy smoothing. Her expression went from reluctant to euphoric in a blink. Lynn inhaled again and giggled. She slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle the sound.
    “Sorry,” she slurred, flushing crimson. “Just thought of something funny.” Lynn was definitely affected more than she was letting on.
    Hope made his two hearts swel. Talon knew he was getting ahead of himself. More tests needed to be done, but it didn’t stop him from anticipating what was to come. He’d served his people wel, along with the Atlanteans. Talon had never asked for anything in exchange. Now he did. He wanted this woman. Longed to pul her into his arms, lay her beneath his body and claim her for al time.
    From the videos that had been created upon Queen Rachel’s arrival, he’d learned a lot about Earth. Talon had been keen to understand the customs. Being from the Winged Clan, he’d learned al he could about the flying creatures that populated the planet.
    He’d also learned the subtleties of the English language. He knew caling Lynn a ‘chicken’ would goad her into acting. Chickens were one of the few birds on this planet that realy couldn’t fly—at least not far.
    Talon tried to imagine what that would be like and his mind blanked. The thought was inconceivable. He’d never want to be a chicken. And to think, people on this planet actualy ate them. He shuddered.
    Lynn gave him a shy smile. “Race you to the other side,” she said, then dove under the water.
    Talon watched her swim. It was easy enough to track her movements. Lynn surfaced a minute later to try to locate him. She frowned when she noticed he hadn’t folowed.
    “What are you doing?” she asked, treading water.
    Talon grinned. “Giving you a head start,” he said, hoping the distance would diminish the effect his pheromones were having on her. He wanted Lynn sober when he took her.
    She snorted. “I don’t need one,” she said, then swam hard for the other side.
    He threw his head back and laughed, then slipped beneath the water. His strokes were clean and strong. It helped that he didn’t need to breathe as frequently as she did. Talon caught Lynn easily.
    Thanks to the water’s aqua blue color and overal clarity, he’d been able to spot her legs as she kicked her way to the shore. Oh, and what legs they were...
    Talon reached out and slid his hands over her firm calves, folowing them up until he brushed the inside of her soft thighs.
    Lynn squealed loud enough for him to hear her beneath the water.
    He surfaced with a smile on his face. “Caught you,” he said, then puled her into his arms.
    For a second, Lynn struggled. The moment her back made contact with his hard chest, she gasped in shock, then her body sagged. He could feel her heart racing, but she didn’t try to pul away.
    “What happens now?” she asked in a voice so quiet that Talon barely heard her.
    He slowly turned her in his arms. “Now I do what I’ve been longing to do, since I laid eyes on you.”
    “And what’s that?” she asked.
    His gaze locked on her lips and Talon lowered his head. The first brush across her petal soft skin made every muscle in his body tighten. His hands flexed and he puled her closer.
    On the second swipe across her mouth, Lynn’s sweet taste hit him like an Atlantean energy blast to the groin. Talon groaned and sank into the embrace, deepening the kiss with a swipe of his tongue. His hands roamed over her lush curves, exploring every inch of her bare skin. He couldn’t wait to taste everywhere he touched.
    She slanted her head, giving him better access. Talon didn’t think. He simply took, conquering her mouth, laying