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floor on her belly. Andromeda had only a moment to wonder at his purpose before he pulled her hips upward and slammed into her cunt.
    “Yes!” she shouted, coming up on her hands and rearing backward to meet his thrust.
    With his fingers digging into the flesh of her buttocks in a bruising grip, he delivered a rapid burst of quick, deep plunges.
    Andromeda’s thighs and arms threatened to buckle beneath his sensual onslaught. Still he pumped his hips faster and faster…deeper…harder…
    His hips pounded at her cunt, the sweat-slick skin of his belly smacking her ass, as loudly as her whimpers and moans. Her vagina adjusted to the girth and length of his cock; his movements were eased by successive washes of her body’s liquid excitement.
    Suddenly, her orgasm burst around her like a brilliant, burning supernova, and she screamed. Khalim’s hoarse cry soon followed and together they melted to the floor.

Chapter Four
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    K halim watched Andromeda stomp around the small galley, mumbling beneath her breath and slamming cupboard doors. Her actions, coupled with the stiff set of her shoulders and her closed expression, hinted loudly at her displeasure.
    Feeling very relaxed himself, he leaned a hip against a counter and waited for the tempest to break. Like a roiling sandstorm, her thunderous frown threatened an ill wind. He guessed her conscience bothered her.
    Yes, Andromeda’s defenses were crumbling. Each time her gaze strayed his way, she assiduously refrained from glancing downward. He didn’t blame her. His blatant arousal, a surprisingly constant state, had to be upsetting her. Unfortunate for her peace of mind, but extremely gratifying to his, her body recognized the perpetual, sensual cycle in which they were trapped.
    She had only to gaze upon his erection and her breasts flushed with heat, drawing into exquisitely reddened points. The sight of her small breasts, ripening with desire, filled his loins, making his cock and balls heavy and hard. But while he relished their mutual dilemma, she resisted.
    Oh, she’d fallen under the spell of her arousal while they’d sat side by side on the captain’s deck before surrendering—much to his delight. But she was far from won.
    In the meantime, his body needed sustenance to continue the long, hard battle for her heart. “Can I help you choose?” he asked, anticipating her reaction to his voice.
    Her back grew rigid. “No.”
    He pushed away from the counter and approached her, treading quietly. “Dehydrated turkey is so…dry, isn’t it?”
    She jumped and whirled to face him. “I love it,” she said, her chin lifting, daring him to complain.
    Reaching around her, close enough the hairs on his arm dragged across her shoulder, he plucked another packet from the open cupboard.
    A shiver wracked her rigid frame, and her lower lip trembled.
    “Mmmm. Reconstituted strawberries—they’re edible.” He dropped it on the counter next to her choice. Steeling himself against the urge to lean down and kiss her sweet mouth, he murmured, “Shall we add potatoes?”
    She slid past him, her belly rubbing against his cock, and they both held their breath. “If you like.”
    The words sounded like they strangled her throat. He hid a smile and replied, “You have a preference for Earth cuisine?”
    “Of course. It’s where I was raised.” She placed the sealed packets in the dispenser above the oven and shut the door. A moment later, she opened the oven, and their meals were ready. Fragrant steam rose from the meat and vegetable.
    His belly rumbled, and he smiled ruefully at her startled expression. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips, and she turned quickly to find utensils. Khalim removed the trays, setting them on the fold-down table at the end of the counter. After she gave him a fork and knife and he poured the wine he’d retrieved from her pantry, they seated themselves on stools opposite each other. He raised his glass. “My thanks for your