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resting gently
against her collarbone. “How long will the windstorms last?” She could hear the
restraint in his voice, feel it in the rigid way he held his body away from
her.
    “Another six hours. Maybe more. It’ll be another three or so
after that before we can leave. We can’t trek out until nightfall.”
    His laugh was rough, filled with frustration. “I’ve survived
this long.” His hands left her skin and pressed back against the wall. She
ached at the sudden loss of his heat, fighting the urge to reach for him. She
clenched her fist and gripped the pistol tightly with her other hand.
    “Come on, tiger, let’s see to those wounds. Then we’ll see
where it leads us.” She holstered her weapon.
    He paused and smiled, the sight of his fangs a bit more
disconcerting than she’d like. “So, you have fangs.” Sharp, gleaming and oh so
dangerous. Her pulse leapt, and not from fear. “Are they cosmetic?”
    “It’s unique to our race. They’re quite effective. Can you
think of a place you’d like me to nibble on?” Pure mischief lit his eyes.
    “That smile should be outlawed.”
    His lips brushed against the sensitive shell of her ear.
“Lead the way.”
    She gently pushed against his chest, ignoring how
desperately she wanted to see what wonders his suit held. His hands fell away
with a gentle caress of her throat. Kendra clenched her teeth against the need
to arch against his touch. Her eyes traveled down his chest to his obvious
erection. His cock strained against his suit, hard. Ready. Her pussy slickened
with desire.
    Stop thinking about it! She was acting like a randy
teenager for fate’s sake. Her gaze jerked back to his face and the look he gave
her was pure male arrogance.
    She cleared her throat and wiped damp palms against her
suit. “Follow me.”
    The corridor was stark and painted in leftover gray mining
paint. Azros filled the space, making her feel almost claustrophobic.
    “Come here often?”
    Kendra chuckled at the suggestive way he asked the question.
She chose to ignore the bad pickup line to give him more of the truth. “I came
here with my parents. They were commissioned to track terraforming anomalies on
this planet.”
    They reached the medlab and she turned the crank. The door
creaked open and air pressure rushed out. Kendra checked the door’s seal out of
habit.
    “Very low tech.” His voice traveled away from her side, but
he made no sounds when he walked.
    “If you mean not having all the bells and whistles like
automatic doors, then yeah. Low tech. When you’re in the middle of a terraform
shitstorm, having the power go out is a little bit more than inconvenient.” She
palmed the light switch. Light flooded the sterile room.
    “So your parents worked for the Sheon Empire?”
    Kendra rolled her eyes. “You make it sound like the empire
is a great nameless entity.” She walked over to the console and initiated the
D.O.C. interface. “My parents worked for the science and life consortium.”
Again, not a complete lie. She unbuckled her belt and gently laid it beside the
console. Her holster followed. “We were going to build a new Sheon home planet.
Split from the old ways.”
    She could feel his gaze, like the eyes of a predator.
Weighing her every move. His charm had hidden depths. Something was changing.
Tension crackled between them. There was no doubt sex with Azros would be
legendary. She licked suddenly dry lips. This was not the way to stop
thinking about him.
    Please remove your garment. A disembodied male voice
spoke in gentle and soothing tones.
    Couldn’t have said it better myself. She grinned at
the shock on his face. “Apparently Bob thinks it’s time to get this scan over
with.” Kendra picked up her gear and hauled it behind the protective shield.
She hesitated a micron before locking her weapons in the key-coded cabinet.
Being unarmed around a stranger made her uncomfortable, but his ability to take
her weapon earlier still burned in the