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because he immediately dropped his hand.
    “That’s more like it,” she said, wanting more than anything for him to touch her again, but lower.
    “Please allow me to accompany you to your quarters,” he requested, yet his eyes flashed with what appeared to be…desperation. But that couldn’t be right, what would this guy have to be desperate about? Apprehension colored his features.
    If he’d been arrogant she would have told him to go stuff himself. Instead, Brigit felt herself soften. “Okay, but just to my door and no further. I have to warn you that I know karate.” She whipped her hands in front of her, frantically chopping the air. “You try to pull anything funny and you’re toast, got it?”
    Orion stepped back, watching her with something akin to amusement filtering across his face. His lips quirked, but he did not smile. “Rest assured I will pull nothing, unless you wish it.”
    Brigit refused to read anything into his strange statement. She looked away unable to maintain contact with his jade and aqua eyes. The intensity burning in them was too fierce. At a distance, the man was gorgeous, but up close he was deadly. What she’d thought was a Celtic tattoo on his cheek looked more like a tribal brand of some sort. But that couldn’t be right. He didn’t strike her as the face branding type. What was she saying? She didn’t even know him. He could be one hotdog short of a bun and with a name like Orion, he probably was.
    That realization didn’t stop her from making more covert observations. His smooth skin held a strangely clean odor, not soapy or freshly scrubbed, but clean. Almost as if he’d been sanitized. The silver hoops in his ears sparkled as they caught flashes of the muted light from the fluorescent bulbs above. Brigit found herself mesmerized by the sight, longing to swirl her tongue around the circle until she encountered his sweet fleshy lobe. No! No! No! This was definitely not good. Orion grinned like he’d read her mind. Brigit sniffed and then picked up her tail to continue on.
    This man could charm a Rabbi out of his long winter gatkes.
    She made a mental note to hide her underwear.
    * * * * *
    Orion wasn’t sure what exactly he had done to garner the fiery-haired woman’s rage, other than almost killing her, but he knew what he could do to assuage it. Mirroring the behavior of the people at the front desk, his smile widened. Brigit glowered. Her expression did little to deter the rings on his body from quivering in excitement and anticipation.
    What was he thinking? No matter what he’d considered only moments ago, he couldn’t in good conscience bed Jac and Queen Rachel’s friend. His orders were to deliver a royal message and then leave. That did not require removing his body armor flight suit and exercising his cock.
    He watched the sway of Brigit’s hips from beneath her padded covering, hypnotized by the gentle swish from side to side. He longed to see her without the bulky material. She was a small-boned woman, the top of her head barely reaching the piercings dangling from his nipples. Yet, it would matter not, for they would still fit together nicely.
    No! The word echoed in his head, even as the rings around his shaft vibrated, hardening him instantly beneath his clothing.
    Orion shook his head, sending his hair cascading into his face. He brushed it back in annoyance. He needed to stop thinking about this woman lying beneath him, writhing, his ringed cock sunk deep within her, her nipples feathering his lips, her soft moans filling his ears, feeding his voracious sexual appetite. He blinked to disperse the unsolicited image.
    He could get that need taken care of by the two women standing sentry at the portal of this facility. But even as he thought it, Orion knew his interest in them already waned. Something far more tantalizing teased his eager senses…and she had red hair, luminescent skin and a temper hot enough to make a Zaronian slithera cringe.
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