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“Are we going to breed right here, in the airlock, Thuliak?”

“We should. Then you go back to your crewmates and convince them to come toWrath.”

“You’re so sure it’s going to be that good?”

“I am certain, human.”

I closed my eyes and pressed my fingers to my eyelids. “That thing you called me earlier. What did it mean? Virgo.”

“Virgin,” he said, “it means someone who has never had sex.”

“I see. And why is there even a word for that?”

“It’s a human word,” he said, “ask your kind.”

“You said you called Eden the Virgin Planet. Clearly you have the word too.”

“We borrowed it from your languages. It’s especially useful for your planet.”

I rolled my eyes at him.

“Have you ever even come, human?”

“I have,” I say. “Every month.”

He laughed. “That does not count.”

“You really think you could do better?”

“If you won’t breed with me in the airlock, then I will at least make you come here. You go back to the others and tell them that their alien scions are waiting for them, and you tell them how good I made you come.”

The fight had gone out of me. I didn’t want to suit up and go into cryostasis. I didn’t want to land on some barren shithole colony a few centuries later, probably only to be forced to marry some human man as the cost of joining the colony. Thuliak was letting me get a feel for what it would be like if I submitted to him. I might as well have taken the opportunity before I committed to anything.

“Fine,” I said, “make me come then, but I’ll warn you that I just came nine days ago, and I’m close to having my period, so it’s unlikely you can make anything happen.”

He took a big step toward me. My back was already against the wall, but I backed up into it even more, until I was pressed against it with nowhere to go.

He leaned in close to me, his eyes locked with mine. A part of me knew instinctively that he wasn’t going to kiss me, but I didn’t know what else he might do. I kept my mouth closed tight and held my breath as I waited to see what Thuliak would do with me.

His hand started to raise, and with that frightening speed from earlier, his hand suddenly was on my throat. I gasped, but he was already squeezing my windpipe. I expected to not be able to breath, to die feeling like a foolish little girl in way over her head, but when I gasped for air, I got a good lungful, it just took more effort than normal.

Adrenaline was flooding through me. My blood felt like it was on fire, and my heart was pounding so hard I could barely hear myself think. My lips had parted, and I was already soaking wet. Why? Why did him touching my throat feel so good?

He squeezed harder, until it became truly difficult to breathe.

“Little human,” he rasped into my ear in a low growl, his hand not loosening at all, “I will make things happen to you that you never dreamed of, using just my tongue. You’ll beg me to use more than that next time, but I’ll refuse you as punishment for doubting a scion’s prowess. But if you beg me with enough conviction, I might consider giving you my cock.”

Our eyes were locked on each other. His face was right up against mine, and his hand squeezed my throat even more. My face must have been red by now, and just when panic started to set in, Thuliak released my throat, though his fingers still were touching me.

I gasped for air, and Thuliak let go, but then his tongue was on my neck. He licked across my throat, on the soft and supple flesh just above my collar bone. By instinct I threw my head back, and I didn’t even understand why I did it, but when Thuliak’s tongue ran up my skin and under my jaw, I realized I’d done it to expose more of myself to his tongue—to let him lick me in places he otherwise couldn’t have reached.

His tongue ran up my throat and jaw, and then my earlobe. He sucked on my ear. He nibbled on it. His tongue slid inside, and I convulsed. I looked down at his hands, wishing they’d take hold of me again, even if it was just to choke me.Especiallyif it was to choke me.

His hands were behind his back now though. He was committed to using only his tongue, even as his cock grew and rose to its full length and girth.

I should have just let him have sex with me. He could be touching me all over with his hands as he licked me. He could be sliding that glorious thing up inside my sopping wet hole. Instead, I’d doubted his skill, and now he was trying to prove something to me with just his tongue.

I was relieved when he grabbed the collar or my shirt with his hands and met my eyes. I was covered in his saliva, and on all the places of my skin that he’d licked me, the scent of him was coming off me like a sinfully perfect perfume, one that pushed me further and further over the edge.

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