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Ha! She had been right when thinking he was in a hurry to leave the command room because of the joint shower. But wait… “How will bathing together make me less distracted?”
“You’ll see for yourself.” Said with a flash of fang and twitching ears.
What off Earth had Therak planned?
Washing, as it turned out. Simple, clinical washing. He shampooed her hair, she took his bandages off to reveal but faint scars underneath, and then he proceeded to wash himself. Didn’t let her help. Didn’t help her either while she used the fragrance-free washing liquid to lather her upper body; there was no way to soup up her legs without kneeing him in the balls.
It was only when they both needed a back scrub that he let her lather those strong back muscles of his. But down to his lower back, no further. She was so tempted to pinch a bun, but she had promised to behave.
Next came her turn, and afterwards the shower would be over. And he thought that would make her less distracted? With his hands moving confidently up and down her back, massaging her as much as getting her soapy, Miya was more turned-on than ever. She had to think non-sexy thoughts before her mind returned to the gutter yet again.
“So, Therak,” she began while he was working his magic behind her, “you never told me how you got captured by the military. With your abilities and skills…”
“They never captured me. Iletthem take me.”
“Ah. Why did you?”
“I was injured. I would have handled the soldiers nevertheless, but that would have cost me precious time and energy, leaving me an easy prey to the mercs after me. I chose temporary imprisonment over sure death.”
“There is nothing temporary about imprisonment in the military jail in Sector 6, Therak.”
“I never said I planned on sticking around until the end of the trip.”
Miya snorted. Cocky alien. “Now you surely wish you hadn’t left yourself in the military’s hands.”
He didn’t reply right away. Then his hands came to rest on her shoulders. “I regret only one thing.”
“What is that?”
“Leaving the ship without my two short swords, which the soldiers took from me.”
“That’s your weapon of choice? Swords?” So much for keeping her mind out of the gutter. His words immediately sparked blood-heating images of a naked Therak with a sword in each hand, his gaze as intense as ever, the colors in his eyes swirling, his body moving like a perfectly honed weapon…
Was that drool or water on her face?
“I prefer blades to plasma guns. Had I had my swords, Miya, you wouldn’t have had to join my fight with the megagull. You would have remained safe.” The last words were but a whisper over the top of her hair.
The sweet guy, he still felt guilty about her having been in danger on his watch.
Before Miya could say anything, Therak reached over her shoulder and activated the drying nozzles on the wall. The cubicle quickly filled with steam, and she turned around to get dry all over.
When the steam was automatically sucked back into the wall, Miya found Therak’s gaze boring into her. His eyes were entirely black now.
“It is time,” he told her, voice low.
“For me to get some sleep, I know.” She couldn’t hide the disappointment from her tone.
“No.” His hand was suddenly at the back of her neck, pulling her flush against his heated body. “It’s time for me to do this.”
And he pressed his lips against hers.
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Focused
Miya’s heart stuttered. Therak was kissing her! His lips felt so right against hers, hard and demanding. It was an all-consuming kiss that got her toes curling and her head spinning in no time. A soft moan escaped her at the sweet assault, and she pressed her body against his.
His tongue slid past her parted lips and she sucked on it, which made his hold around her waist tighten. His other hand remained at the nape of her neck, keeping her mouth angled just right for his panties-melting intentions.
