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Kethen snorted. “As if I would pitch you out, pet.”

Janessa yawned. “I had no idea I would be so sleepy.”

He slipped the object he had just purchased around her neck. Iris smiled as Janessa’s expression flickered through irritation. That was the woman she had met on the station. Janessa wasscrappy and up for a fight. She turned her grief at her loss into fury and used it to keep others from her. Iris had made it into her sphere because they both knew what it was to fight for survival and to come up short.

Yavor nodded to Kethen. “Come on, brother, let’s sit and let our mates discuss whatever they wish to discuss.”

Kethen nodded. “Beware. My pet’s appetites have doubled.”

Janessa punched her mate. “Overshare! What did we say about that?”

“That I thought your reactions were funny?” He took her fist and lifted it for a kiss.

She growled and stomped on his foot.

Iris blinked.

Yavor grinned. “We will be over atMarkethen’swhen you are finished molesting each other.”

They walked up a level, and Yavor warned the host of the restaurant that they were expecting guests, and they were escorted to a private dining room.

Once inside and settled, he held his hand out to her, and she moved over and onto his lap. His hand moved smoothly through her hair, and she smiled. “So, that is an obvious fetish.”

“I like long hair. It probably saved you from getting pounced on or brought down far earlier than you were. I could see what you would become, but you weren’t that yet, so it reduced the urgency.”

“And once we were... uh... together?”

“Then I wanted all of you, all at once, and that included the hair, so now the urgency is very much with me.” He brushed her hair to one side, and his lips caressed his mark. “But you are still changing and becoming more every time I see you move. And I will be there for it.”

Her fingers and toes curled as she shivered. He wrapped her hair around his fist and tugged her head back. She felt her lips open and her eyes droop. “Oh, yes. That’s my mate.”

The growling worship in his tone cascaded over her skin, and she looked up at him, seeing the golden constellations swirling in the black and purple of his eyes. It was amazing how rapidly she had gotten used to looking at those eyes with no pupils and centuries of vision behind them.

Their kiss was hot, intense. Her body was desperate for more, and then... Janessa and Kethen walked in.

Yavor lifted his head. “I am willing to continue if you are.”

“Nope. That is a step too far.”

Janessa chuckled and sat next to Kethen.

Kethen shrugged. “She will get over that. It took my pet two months to get through that issue. Though we still coupled in front of others, she just got flustered.”

Iris was slowly righted, and she looked at Jan. “Doesn’t it bug you when he calls you pet?”

Janessa laughed, took a cup of water, held it to Kethen’s nose, and when he nodded, she drank. “Not really. He can’t pronounce my name.”

Kethen grunted. “I can speak over two hundred and ninety-three languages.”

Janessa reached up and patted his cheek. “Say my name in Hmrain.”

“Yahn-eth-etha.” He grimaced. “Pet.”

Janessa giggled.

Iris realized that she had been saying Jan’s name in English every time she spoke it. She tried to find the pronunciations in Hmrain, and it was just as Kethen had said.

Janessa smirked. “He calls me a bunch of things, butpetis fit for public consumption.”

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