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He brought out their meager supplies. “I’ll try and
contact the ship.”
    “ From here?”
    “ It’s unlikely, but it can’t hurt to
try. If I know Trenx and Captain Jong, they’ll already be looking
out for us on the planet surface.”
    “ Even if Captain Wassain says you’re
dead?”
    His smile was predatory. “One of Jong’s
strengths as a telepath is the ability to detect meershit. She’ll
not believe I’m dead until she’s personally recovered my
corpse.”
    She sensed him communicating, but he got no
response.
    “ Would it help if I boosted your
signal?”
    He glanced down at her. “You’re full of
surprises, Lang, aren’t you?”
    “ I don’t know, sir. I’ve never had the
chance to compare myself to other telepaths. We’re kept strictly
apart.” Something she was beginning to understand in light of the
devastating effect he was having on her.
    “ They don’t let you mix?”
    “ No, sir. There are hardly any of us,
and we’re almost all female. Most males are exterminated at birth
or as soon as they are identified.” His silence made her hurry on.
“It certainly makes it hard to understand one’s abilities and what
is normal and what isn’t.”
    “ So these gifts are innate?”
    “ Most of them.” She swallowed hard. “My
mother taught me a lot, mainly how to conceal them.”
    “ She must be very proud of
you.”
    “ I don’t know about that, sir. They
executed her when I was ten for perverting a minor.”
    “ You.”
    “ Yes, sir.”
    “ That’s appalling.”
    “ That’s Etrusca.” She forced a smile.
“Do you want to try it then, sir?”
    * * *
    Esca studied Private Lang’s upturned face.
She had blue-grey eyes, brown hair and a small, prim mouth, which
gave her the look of a rather severe doll. Not that he cared about
the exterior packaging. His senses were still reeling from the
extraordinary power of her psyche, of the sense that her abilities
called to him alone. The nearest he’d ever had to such an intense
reaction was to Ash.
    And that, in this particular set of
circumstances, was both horrifying and wonderful. He wanted to die
for her. He wanted to hold onto her and never let her go. She’d
never met another male telepath up close and personal, and had no
idea what he might be imagining, let alone deciding about her
mating prospects.
    Damn .
    He had to get her back on the ship. There was
no option for failure. Once she was safe, he’d deal with the matter
of getting her naked and acquainted with him at a more reasonable
pace.
    “ Let’s try it.”
    He allowed his mind to blend with hers.
It wasn’t exactly difficult when he’d started to crave the contact
like a drug. Her unique psychic signature shot through him and he
freking shook with it. Faintly, right on the edge of his senses, he
felt Trenx. Grabbing Lang’s hand he squeezed it hard and did the
equivalent of a telepathic bellow. “Coming
up mountain to rendezvous spot. Need provisions and weapons. Will
contact you when reach designated drop zone area.”
    He disengaged, felt Lang pull away too and
realized he was still holding her hand. He wanted to bring it to
his mouth and plant a kiss on her palm, draw each of her fingers
into his mouth and show her exactly how he liked his dick to be
sucked.
    “ Sir?”
    He glanced down at her confused face and
grimaced at the tiredness and strain behind her eyes.
    “ I’m not sure if we reached him, but I
think we did. We’ll find out when we get closer to the top of this
ridge.” He kissed her cold nose. “Have some more water and we’ll
get going.”
    She didn’t move, her gaze fixed on his mouth.
He leaned in and brushed his lips over hers, heard her sharp intake
of breath. “Lang?”
    Her tongue flicked over her lower lip and he
was lost. He joined his mouth with hers, the shock of the heat
inside a sharp contrast to the cold. His cock kicked up in his
pants. She didn’t hesitate to kiss him back, and for him that was
it. Confirmation that she