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"I can't wait to feel you." His whispered words rumble through me.

My hands grip his shoulders as I thrust my hips up, inviting him to take me. He enters with one powerful thrust and I gasp, the sensation of being completely filled so intense it takes my breath away.

Mordox rocks against me in a frantic rhythm, pushing us both closer to the edge. Our bodies slick with sweat as our breathing grows ragged. With each purposeful thrust, I'm driven higher until the world around me fades away and all I care about is the building in the center of my being. The promise of a pleasure that is sure to consume us both.

Mordox swivels his hips, burying himself deep, and plunging me into a torrent of euphoria. His knot swells and erupts in scorching pulses as he climaxes with me.

Mordox collapses above me onto his bent arms with a satisfied grunt. I cling to him, my body still tingling from the aftershocks.

We lay there for several moments afterward, our bodies still joined as we catch our breath. Mordox eventually eases out of me and stands, reaching out a hand to help me to my feet. He pulls me into his arms for a soft kiss before leading us back toward the shuttle.

With my hand clasped in his, we start to walk back toward the shuttle. I can't help but to feel grateful for this stolen moment between us amid all of the chaos that surrounds us. Although this is likely just a brief interlude before more challenges await us on our journey ahead, I'm glad we had this time together, even if it was only a few stolen moments.

The branch above us shakes as we walk under the tree's canopy. I look up to see a familiar, fuzzy face.

"Tris!" I cry, delighted to see her. "Mordox, she came back. She came back."

I hold up my palm and she leaps from the branch, her limbs spread wide to extend the webbing between. She floats on the air, her landing light. I cuddle her close, tears spilling down my cheeks.

"If you love something, set it free," I utter. "If it comes back, it's yours. If not, it was never meant to be."

"Maybe that's what I should have done with you." Mordox grins and scratches Tris under the chin. "Set you free to rejoin your friends."

"I would have returned."

Mordox raises a curious brow. "So does that mean you love me?"

"Isn't that the question I should be asking you since you're the one talking about setting me free?"

He leans in close, brushing his lips with mine. "Yes, it is. And my answer is yes. I love you, Zoe."

My heart swells with joy and I can't help the fresh wave of tears. "I love you too, Mordox."

He kisses me again and I feel it all the way to my toes. Pulling back, he takes my hand in his and we make our way back to the shuttle, Tris riding on my shoulder. My little family complete once more.

CHAPTERSIXTEEN

Mordox

As Zoeand I emerge from our quick romp in the forest, Rooke eyes me with a mixture of relief and impatience. "I was just about to send out a search party," he says pointedly.

"I'm surprised you didn't steal this opportunity to get your mate alone," I reply, savoring the lingering taste of my female on my bottom lip as I run my tongue along it.

"Who says I didn't?" Rooke smirks.

"Lockdown has begun," Drax announces, gaining everyone's attention. "Let's get moving. We can't afford to linger. There's still a lot of ground to search if we're to find the lab creature."

"Do you think Tris really wants to go with us?" Zoe asks softly, brushing a strand of hair from her eyes. "Maybe she just came back to say goodbye."

"There's only one way to know for sure." I help Zoe into the shuttle, strapping her into her seat with Tris riding her shoulder. "Once everyone is inside, we'll leave the hatch open as we launch. If she wants to stay on Zune, we'll give her the chance to jump out."

"I hope she wants to go with us." Zoe's hopeful grin squeezes my heart. "She's part of our family. I would hate to have to leave her behind."

"Me too." I squeeze her hand and move away from the hatch so everyone can board.

Once everyone is inside and strapped in, I crouch on the floor of the shuttle with Slye at the open hatch. He palms the modified stunner and stares out into the forest, his gaze so intense I can almost feel its heat.

"Should I be worried about the glint in your eye?" I ask, half-jokingly.

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