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“You chugged my Rhean spirit after two glasses of wine last night.”

The two Talleans she hadn’t met yet did a double take and looked impressed.

He introduced her to Berus and Kirek, who looked at her curiously as they stuck their hands out awkwardly for a human-style handshake.

“Kirek here is in charge of weapons and ammunition. He makes sure the crew has all the right tools for the job, and enough energy cells to do it,” Ulrek said. “And this is Berus. He doesn’t do much when he’s here on the ship, but he’s an exceptional fighter on the ground. One Berus is worth a whole infantry out on a mission.”

Berus almost looked embarrassed at the glowing praise. Delaney had never seen a Tallean male blush through their swarthy complexion, but he was getting very close.

“I’m just really big,” he said with a self-deprecating shrug. He was. He had to be more than seven feet tall, and weighed a ton.

Delaney shook their hands, and Ulrek continued leading her down a hall to the medbay.

“I’ll do it,” she said, holding out her hand for the pain reliever.

She’d used the simple, single-use injector tabs before, when she sprained her ankle last winter while trying to make it up the steep hill to her apartment with way too many bags of groceries. It was strange at first to inject the medicine directly into her body instead of swallowing a pill, but the pain reliever worked really fast and lasted a long time.

“And give up the chance to have you in my lap again? Never.”

Ulrek plopped down on the only seat in the room and pulled her down onto his lap.

“Hey! This wasn’t part of the deal.”

“You’re looking at my ship’s greenroom. I don’t want you doing it with a headache.”

“That’s not what I meant.” She tried to get off him, but it was a half-hearted attempt. A traitorous part of her wanted to be there, even though it was so, so wrong.

“I know.”

The arm around her body slid up, passing over her chest to grip her jaw. He held her firmly but tenderly, and her body exploded with sudden need.

Crap! He was going to smell that and think she wanted him.

And he’d be absolutely right.

“Hold still now,” he murmured into her ear. His breath fanned across her, and the hairs on her arms lifted into goosebumps.

She held still, not because she wanted to obey him, but because she was afraid to move. She was a deer caught in the headlights, and Ulrek was an eighteen-wheeler barrelling toward her at top speed.

He peeled off the side of the tab to expose the built-in disinfectant pad and cleaned her skin with it before twisting off the tip and pressing it to her neck. The lightest of pinches, and it was done. He tossed the empty tab into the nearby receptacle. The medicine started to work instantly, blocking the pain.

“Feeling better?” he rumbled into her ear.

It took Delaney a few seconds to gather her voice. The ass-tard had somehow made the injection of a pain reliever tab an erotic experience. “Yes. Thank you. Now let me down.”

Ulrek just sat there, unmoving, his nose inches from her neck. He held so still Delaney wondered if he was broken and they would be stuck here like this forever. Her body filled with awareness, every nerve ending on high alert. Not able to hold still anymore, she tried to climb off his lap, only to feel the cock that had hardened under her body.

“Do. Not.” The words were barely more than a growl, and Ulrek’s hand tightened around her jaw.

Holy fuck! Realization hit her. Ulrek, the big, bad captain, was trying not to lose his self-control around her. He needed her to fix his ship, and if he tried anything with her now, she might just run. She had all the power here.

Oh, this was kind of fun. She made as if to get off his lap again and rubbed up all over him in the process. This time, very much on purpose.

All it took was a snarl for Delaney to realize she’d played with fire and lost. Lust shot through her body as Ulrek’s hips bucked. He buried his face into the side of her neck.

He was nuzzling her! This was the Tallean equivalent of a kiss. And it wasn’t like anything Delaney had imagined from a monster like him. It was soft, tender, and—

“Delaney.” The sound of her name coming from him sent a frisson of need zipping down her spine. It was like he was praying to her, begging for something only she could give.

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