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Yuri didn't hesitate in his response. "Because I will never take my pleasure without seeing to yours first. If that means I suffer for a while, then so be it. I'll come, but not before you do."

She gave him a confused look for a moment before wrapping her arms around his neck, and kissing him with so much passion Yuri thought they'd spontaneously combust. He wasn't sure why his response seemed to please her so much, but he was definitely glad. He would have her. Not just her body, but her heart, as well. And what Yuri set his mind to doing, he did. Always.

Tiressa could never remember a time in her life when someone had put her pleasure ahead of his. Yet here was a man she didn't know. A man who, by all accounts, was a cold-blooded killer. And he was holding himself back until he gave her pleasure. Was this some kind of game, or was he for real?

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about him. Just one more reason for her to reevaluate her situation.

She loved the way he tasted, the way his tongue danced with hers. He didn't try to control the kiss, but she found herself surrendering to him, nonetheless. His tongue licked at the inside of her mouth, and she opened willingly for him.

Just the feel of his mouth and tongue and lips sent her heart racing. If there were no other way to touch him, this one sensation would have turned her on like nothing else. The man definitely knew how to kiss.

Muscles bunched and flexed beneath her touch, and she rubbed her body against his much like a cat might. She remembered what it had been like to have him over her and completely in control and regretted using the cuffs.

Fuck it. It had been his idea, anyway. She'd do what damage she could in their limited position, then see what her gut told her to do next.

On some level, Tiressa knew he was right. She was his.

When it had happened or how exactly, she wasn't sure. She only knew that she had to have more of him than a few rounds of mind-blowing sex would allow. He'd said he hadn't committed those horrible crimes, and her instincts said he was telling the truth. She'd give him the benefit of the doubt for now. It might cause her significant heartache later, but she was nothing if not a risk taker.

Backing away from him with quick, jerky movements, Tiressa shrugged out of her flight suit. She didn't bother removing her panties, instead simply pulled the crotch to the 51

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side and slid up his body to impale herself on his shaft. Both of them groaned.

Yuri strained against his bonds, muscles bunching as he tried to touch her. The cuffs held fast, though, and Tiressa smiled as she began a slow, rocking glide up and down his cock. He thrust his pelvis at her, driving himself deeper into her depths. She knew he wanted free, but he said nothing. He merely moved as much as he could, actually controlling the tempo of their mating from his confines.

She gripped his hips with her thighs, her knees bent. The tops of her feet were braced on his lower thighs just above his knees for leverage. Up and down she slid over him as fast as the awkward position would allow. She wrapped her arms around his neck and simply held on as she rode him. His snarls and growls were all the encouragement she needed. He was definitely enjoying this as much as she was.

Catching sight of herself and her captive in the window was Tiressa's undoing. Her climax hit her almost immediately and with the force of a nuclear detonation. She threw back her head and gripped Yuri's shoulders as she screamed his name. Pleasure consumed her as she clung to Yuri. She thrashed on his dick, reveling in the sensations and so very grateful she'd given in to her desires. It was the most intense experience of her life. Including her trip through the nebula storm.

Yuri's cock throbbed inside her, but he hadn't come. She knew she should wonder about that. He'd said he'd only come inside her, and she realized she hadn't even used the standard genital shield. She had a moment to realize that 52

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maybe he hadn't enjoyed himself as much as she had, and the unexpected pain drove away the last, fading remnants of pleasure from her body. Anger quickly replaced hurt as she let herself slide to the deck. His cock slid from her body to slap wetly against her belly.

Tiressa was lightheaded and instinctively braced against Yuri's hard chest to steady herself. When she realized what she was doing, she pushed away only to sink to the floor on weak knees. She knew she was revealing far too much about how their encounter had affected her, but she was too drained to really care.

What she did care about was the metallic scrape followed by big, brawny arms surrounding her and lifting her. "What the... How did you...?" She was so frazzled she couldn't complete her question, but in reality, she didn't really care how he'd gotten loose. All that mattered was she was in his arms and this time he was the aggressor.

In a few long strides, Yuri took her to his bed and tossed her on top of the covers only to follow her down and cover her body with his.

"Now, my Tiressa, it's my turn."

His voice was gruff and husky. His eyes sparkled with lust.

Tiressa expected to feel the blunt tip of his cock pushing at her folds, but instead he moved slowly down her body. He tasted her flesh, laving his way to her breast. Each nipple received ample attention as he licked the peaks with a long, flat lick of his tongue. The damp, puckered skin pebbled as cool air gently brushed her body from the vent circulating air throughout the ship. Involuntarily, Tiressa arched her back, 53

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offering her breasts to him. It was completely reflexive, and she quickly realized holding herself in check was not an option. Yuri demanded honest reactions from her as surely as if he'd spoken the command.

Lower and lower he ventured, delving his tongue into her navel, kissing the soft swell of her lower abdomen. Tiressa held her breath, knowing if he kissed her lower, she might well explode again.

Sure enough, one swipe of his tongue through her swollen lips, and an orgasm washed over her again. She thrashed and bucked, unable to hold herself still, but Yuri held on. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and rode her bucking body with great skill.

And he kept on loving her with his mouth. The man definitely had skill. Tiressa wasn't sure how long he kept her like that, but sweat dripped from her exhausted body before he crawled back up the bed to cover her with his big body once again. He didn't say anything, only gave one, sure thrust and buried himself deep inside her, triggering yet another orgasm.

Tiressa wasn't sure she'd survive. Already she was trembling and exhausted, and it looked like Yuri was just getting started.

"Look at me, Tiressa." She hadn't realized she'd closed her eyes, but when he spoke she complied automatically. "I'm not sure why you pulled away from me back there, but I can probably guess. I didn't come because I didn't want to do it as a passive lover. I'm first and foremost a predator. Taking my pleasure while chained is just not my style."

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"Speaking of which, how did you get out of those cuffs?"

Tiressa had more important things on her mind, but she needed to take a break and collect her wits.

He smiled and tapped his temple. "Cybernetic implants.

I'm linked with this ship and everything the computer interacts with. The cuffs were for your benefit, but once you'd gone as far as you could, I wasn't about to wait around for you to nurture your doubts. I take what I want, Tiressa. And I want you."

Yuri watched his little Tiressa closely. Every move, every kiss, every touch of her skin was designed to maximize her pleasure. He had to hook her with this first encounter. He had to make this the best sex of her life. It was important to him.

He wanted to just sink into her and finally find some relief, but there was no way he could do anything less than blow her ever-loving mind. She was that kind of woman. Nothing less than the very best would do for her.

With every stroke of his body, Tiressa began to come alive again. He watched her building passion with fascination and pride. She was so fucking beautiful! Lust and pleasure really agreed with her, and Yuri vowed right then he'd do everything in his power to watch that look of complete rapture on her face every day for the rest of their lives.

Her light mocha skin seemed to shimmer with a coating of sweat as she moved beneath him. He found himself focusing on the way the darker hue of her skin contrasted with his lighter color. Yuri loved the way she clung to him, arching into him as she let him use his body to give her pleasure.

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went beyond physical. As he made love to her, knowing she was still unsure about him and his motivations, he was struck at how quickly and deeply he'd fallen for her. There was never a question as to if they'd be together. In his mind, they already were. She was the only woman for him, and he'd do anything he had to to keep her.

With that determination in mind, Yuri followed her lead even as he made sure he was in complete control. He watched her for subtle signs of discomfort and noticed everything that seemed to fan the fire within her. He built her pleasure until she dug her nails into his back and rode him as hard as she could, grinding her pelvis against his.

When Yuri was certain she'd had as much as she could take, he gave in to his own need and began to thrust in earnest. With a scream to do a banshee proud, Tiressa took her pleasure and came so hard Yuri was pretty sure she'd strangle his cock. She milked his cock as if she wanted nothing more than to have him explode within her body. With two more sound, hard strokes, Yuri did just that. Nothing could have prepared him for the sheer exhilaration of the moment. Why, he couldn't say. Perhaps it was some primal, male need to mark what was his. Whatever the reason, Yuri clung to Tiressa as he howled his release and shuddered in her arms as the last effects made his body quiver weakly.

Immediately, he rolled them to their sides, though he didn't release her, nor did his cock slip from her body. He pulled her leg high on his hips so he could stay that way as long as possible.

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"Are you all right?" He asked his question even though he wasn't sure he was all right, himself. Physically, he'd never been more spent. Emotionally, he was terrified she'd still want to leave.

"Wow," she said, her eyes wide and searching his. "I've never..."

"Good." He smiled and kissed her nose. "I've never, either."

They didn't say anything more for a while, just looked at each other. Yuri got the impression she was trying to figure him out, and he was all too happy to let her wonder. The longer he kept her attention, the better his chances of keeping her.

"So, what now?" she finally asked. "Where do we go from here?"

"I've got something I need to do, and I was hoping you could help me. You're a great pilot and aren't new to the transport business. I've got some deliveries to make, and I could really use a partner."

Tiressa didn't answer immediately, and Yuri could clearly see indecision in her eyes. "What would I be transporting? I'll tell you up front, I refuse to transport weapons of any kind.

It's too dangerous, and I don't care how good a fuck you are, I'm not setting myself up for a death sentence."

He chuckled. That was expected, and the least of his worries. "Nothing of the kind, my sweet. I need you to help me deliver supplies. Food, mostly, but other things like clothing and other basic necessities, as well. I'm offering you a chance to see why I'm the most wanted man in several 57

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galaxies." He raised an eyebrow, knowing she'd take it as a challenge. "Think you're up to it?"

"Oh, you did
not
go there." She pushed him back a little, but didn't let go of him, or move her lower body. Yuri was still deeply imbedded within her despite having just come. "As long as it's not something illegal, I can hold my own with any transport officer anywhere."

"I didn't say it wasn't illegal. Where we're going, it's highly illegal, but it's necessary. How much are you willing to risk to help people who truly need it?"

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Tiressa should have had her doubts, but for some reason, she didn't. She found she believed Yuri when he said the inhabitants of Deblin 4 weren't dead. This was one of the planets he was accused of targeting for genocide. If they weren't dead, why was he accused of killing them? When she'd asked, his face had tightened into an angry, determined frown, and he'd replied, "You'll see." Curiosity was a bitch.

"You'll pilot the cargo ship, I'll fly the fighter escort." They sat in the control room, Yuri piloting the ship through an asteroid belt effortlessly. Tiressa admired his skill as a pilot, as well as the strong, muscled arms as they bunched with his movements.

Tiressa raised an eyebrow. "What makes you think I trust you that much? You could easily turn on me. Shoot down my ship."

"It wouldn't serve a purpose. If I'd wanted you dead, I could have killed you here." He raised an eyebrow challengingly.

"I'll want to inspect the cargo. Make sure you're not having me transport weapons of mass destruction or some shit," she countered, raising her chin a notch.

"It's mostly food. I could poison it, and you'd never know."

He actually grinned at her this time. "We can do this all day if you like, but I'm sure I could think of more pleasurable activities."

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