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He screamedMINEfor a second time, and I knew with absolute clarity that yes, this was what I wanted. I wanted to beHISand nothing else. I wanted to belong to him. His to love, protect, and savor. Just like I wanted him to be mine.

Panting heavily, he collapsed on top of me, still mindful not to hurt me and to keep most of his weight off me; but I loved how heavy he was, how his weight pressed down on me.

We were both bathed in sweat despite the chill in the hut. Our hearts were beating wildly as our breaths came out panting, and I wanted it to be like this forever. Him, me, here in this hut, spent, relaxed, and in each other's arms.

I didn't think I would ever need anything other than that.

He moved his forehead against mine, our noses touching, and we pursed our lips to have them brush against each other while we stared into each other's eyes. His were dark pools of contentment, and I imagined mine mirrored the same.

All our sexual encounters had been memorable, but I was sure this one topped the list. This was the closest I had ever been to another person, alien or not, and I loved it.

"That was…" I began searching for words.

"Amazing? Out of this world? An explosion?" he provided.

"All that," I nodded. "And more."

"Kar," he agreed and kissed me.

He reluctantly pulled out of me to roll onto his back, pulling me with him, and I slung a leg and an arm over him, while the side of my head rested on his chest, allowing me to listen to the erratic beat of his heart as it slowly steadied out.

"Gods, I don't want to let you go." He said the words we both knew had been coming and would lead to the fight we had also known would be coming.

To linger in the moment just a bit longer, I replied with the wrong words. "Me neither. I just want to stay here, with you."

He lifted his head, then pulled some of my hair from my face in such a gentle manner, it made me fall for him even harder. "Then don't."

"I have to," I confessed, leading us closer to the rabbit hole.

"I don't want to fight with you." His voice was full of regret, and the same rose inside my chest which ached with the knowledge of what was to come.

"Me neither, but we will, won't we?" I asked.

A chuckle moved through his chest. He loathed the idea of this conversation as much as I did and tried to prolong the prelude to our fight.

"I'm afraid so, unless…" I baited.

"Unless?" he bit out.

"Unless you can bring yourself to trust me and my abilities to defend myself and plead our cause."

I raised my upper body off the bed with my elbows to look down into his face, saw the war going on in his features and sensed the moment he lost his inner struggle and said the words that finally opened the doors for our fight. "Like you were able to defend yourself when King Uthar took you prisoner?"

I won't lie; his words hurt no matter how much I had expected to hear them. Still, I tried one more time. "I was at my lowest. I lost my squad and the will to fight."

"Because otherwise you would have been able to slay a hundred Vandalls yourself?" he argued.

He was right; I wouldn't have been able to fight them off, just like I had been unable to save my squad. "I won't have to fight Vandalls."

"How many soldiers did the humans bring?" he demanded.

"Five thousand," I said truthfully because there was no reason to keep these kinds of secrets, secrets I would have normally died for before I would have divulged them.

"And how many have you lost on Thyre to the Vandalls?"

I sighed. "At last count, one hundred eighty-nine."

"So you're telling me you would be able to go in there, fight off a little over forty-eight hundred soldiers and…" he shrugged, "however many other humans?"

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