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Sothatwas why he wanted her. Did he truly believe she had any idea how to deal with her enemy? The same enemy who’d annihilated her people. If there had been a way to destroy the Dronians, she and her people would have wiped them out long before their enemy had had a chance to exterminate them first.
He stalked forward, then grunted as he ineffectually grabbed at thin air. “What the hell?”
There was no time now to second-guess. She pushed out from her hiding spot behind one of the seats and took off running.
He cursed savagely, but she didn’t have time to look behind her. Not with his footsteps already thumping after her, gaining on her.
She had a second to slam open the carriage door, step over the coupler that linked the two carriages together, then shove open the next carriage door and push it shut behind her. Using the very last of her strength, she focused on drawing a bubble around her.
The carriage and its empty seats became hazy as she made herself invisible before she dropped under a row of seats as the carriage door behind her flew open with abang. She held her breath, her heart hammering in her ears. The bounty hunter’s big tan boots were so close she could reach out and touch them.
But she couldn’t move. She dared not make a sound. His pointed ears, which he hid behind his dark-brown hair and his hoodie, were exceptionally sensitive. That no one seemed to have noticed his large, yellow eyes, which gave him excellent vision even at nighttime, was anyone’s guess. Perhaps he never looked at anyone, never gave them a chance to question his inhuman stare.
She looked up ever so carefully. He crossed his arms and scanned the carriage. “I believe disappearing is one of the tricks youraresemploy.” He chuckled, clearly enjoying the hunt. “Just so you know, I’ll be checking under and on top of every single seat. It will be just a matter of time, Sienna, and you’ll be mine.”
Fuck.All she needed was for the space cowboy to actually find her. She hadn’t evaded the Dronians all this time just to have this alien capture her instead.
He pulled out a small handgrip from his pants pocket, flicking it with a quick snap of his wrist so that the steel-gray handgrip grew into a club. With a grim smile, he turned to the seats, where she was hidden beneath, and knocked on the cushioned top of each one.
She glared. But she still had the element of surprise on her side. In one fluid move, she rolled to the side, pushed to her feet and released the bubble from around her, appearing out of thin air in front of him. Kicking away his club, she grabbed his arms and swung him around, sending him crashing to the seat on his back.
She drew the rapier out of her holster and leaned over him, pressing the blade to his throat, her knee on his groin. She sucked in a breath. His cock was thick, long and hard, and throbbed beneath his pants. The damn alien was turned on! That a part of her was just as stimulated told her how much she needed a one-night-stand...and soon.
She held his amused yellow stare. “Who are you? What do you want from me?”
“My name is Gray Bastine. My friends call me Bastine.”
“Gray, it is then,” she said harshly. She pushed the rapier harder against his flesh and the blade dug deeper into his striated gold and brown throat, a trickle of blood sliding free. “What do you want?” she repeated harshly.
He waggled a dark-gold eyebrow, then glanced suggestively down at his groin. “I believe it’s rather obvious what I want.”
Her breath hissed out. “Except you’re not paid to have sex with your captor, are you? I believe it is actually considered quite an offense to do so.”
His stare glinted, the hood of his navy-blue sweater falling back to reveal his dark, shoulder-length hair with its striations of gold. Little wonder he kept it covered, it was as unusual as his skin. “So you know a little about my kind, then?”
She enjoyed pricking his throat even harder, then watching a fresh stream of blood well and release down his smooth, striated throat. “I know enough that I will kill you before allowing you to capture me. I know that I didn’t escape from my own planet to have my freedom taken away from me on this one.”
He smirked, seemingly unconcerned he was beneath her and bleeding rather profusely now from the sharp end of her rapier. That his cock bulged even harder beneath her knee made her decidedly uncomfortable, and it took everything she had not to shift her knee aside and drop onto him completely so that she could squirm intimately against him and gain some relief.
Damn it, she really did need to find a worthwhile bed partner for a night or two. Seeing Nero enjoying his human woman had only underscored her loneliness and an unfulfilled urge to mate that had left her running on empty in more ways than one.
It would be easy enough to drag down Gray’s pants and ride yourself into orgasm. It’s not like he wouldn’t enjoy it.
Heat rushed between her thighs and Gray’s nostrils flared, his full lips parting into a knowing smile. “I could ease your needs right now, if you’d let me.”
“And how do you plan on doing that?” she asked, a masochistic side of her needing to know every single intimate detail.
“My hands are free,” he said, lifting them in front of her. “It would take me less than a minute to rub your sensitive clit and make you come. Or you could ride my face while I use my tongue—“
“Shut up,” she gritted out, her whole body flooding with urgent need. Bad enough she’d let herself grow weak from lack of water, sleep and food. That she was ignoring her body’s most basic instinct for sex was pushing her toward desperation.
“As you wish,” he said huskily, dropping his hands.
She wasn’t even remotely prepared then for his strong, lithe body to surge up before he deftly rolled her beneath him, the rapier clattering beneath the seats. All she knew was that she was breathing heavily as his big, male body leaned over her, his cock pushing insistently against her.
He looked down at her, his eyes glittering triumphantly. “What was I saying?”
She stiffened, but not because he’d gained the upper hand. All her senses were shifting into high alert. He braced against her, as though protecting her from unseen danger, his nostrils flaring and his jaw going hard, and she knew he was just as aware of the incoming danger.
