around her hips.
With his heart hammering inside his chest, he drew Evena into his arms. Still connected, their bodies cooled, their hearts gradually slowed. Adam found it impossible to stop the motion of his hands as they glided over the smooth skin of her belly to her high, round breasts and back again.
To his knowledge, he’d never petted a woman. Never reveled in the aftermath. But he wished this joining would never end.
“I suppose it would be more practical for me to do the initial screening,” Evena murmured.
Adam had to think hard to pick up the trail of their conversation. When he realized she was talking about his ludicrous plan to have her choose his wife, he became annoyed. He’d intended to get a rise out of her. Perhaps make her jealous with the thought he might take another as wife. Evena was a stubborn wench. But, if she wanted to play this game…
“Yes. Remember, I’ll need a strong partner. Someone of your build. We’ll have to do some…research to test the fit, so to speak.” Adam felt a perverse satisfaction as she grew rigid in his arms. He wanted her outrage. Wanted her to refuse.
“You are a rather large man. We definitely don’t want a woman who can’t stand up to your…appetites,” she said, her words clipped.
Adam smiled and nuzzled the back of her neck. He would enjoy seeing how far Evena went with this plan.
Chapter Five
‡
E vena simmered. So, the lout wanted her to find him a mate? She felt his cock lengthen inside her, and her outrage grew. The thought of all the interviewing he would have to do before he found the perfect fit must be arousing the bastard.
It galled her knowing his desire was ripening at the thought of “dipping his wick” into another woman’s well. And yet, she was getting turned on.
“Perhaps we should retire to your room to discuss this further,” he murmured.
Feeling his cock harden more, she squirmed and sank farther onto his rod. Tomorrow, she told herself, she’d get down to the business of finding him the perfect mate. Someone with black teeth and an ass the size of a Samureen cow.
In the meantime, she shivered and circled her hips around his cock.
“Enough. I’ll have a bed beneath me,” he growled and lifted her off him.
She bent to retrieve her suit, but he grabbed it from her.
“You won’t be needing that.”
Watching him stalk out of the galley, she could only admire the broad shoulders tapering to a lean waist, and the buttocks that flexed above massive thighs.
She sighed and followed. Everyone would be in the atrium. What did it matter if she chased down the hallway after a naked man?
“Captain McClure,” Calandra’s voice halted her. The guard stood at the door of the security surveillance room, her eyes wide as she looked from Adam to Evena.
When Adam tossed Evena’s reclamation suit over his shoulder and nonchalantly stood with his arms crossed over his chest, Evena could have killed him. His cock thrust straight out from the nest of dark hair, still glistening with their come.
For his part, Adam didn’t seem to notice anything unseemly about his nakedness or blatant arousal.
Evena cleared her throat and attempted a similarly nonchalant pose, hoping the guard would miss the blush that burned on her cheeks and chest. She needn’t have worried.
Calandra’s gaze was fixed on the pirate’s waving mast.
“Calandra.” Evena tried a second time to draw the woman’s attention.
Calandra blinked then turned to Evena. “Captain…”
“Yes?” Evena prompted.
The woman’s gaze slid from Evena to Adam. “Perhaps, this should wait,” she murmured.
Impatient with the woman’s fascination for Adam, Evena replied, “It’s all right, Calandra. What was it you needed to tell me?”
Calandra’s gaze returned to Evena.
Evena regretted the attention immediately when she realized she shielded her crotch with her hand. She straightened and tried to pretend that standing naked in a corridor, next to a man
With his heart hammering inside his chest, he drew Evena into his arms. Still connected, their bodies cooled, their hearts gradually slowed. Adam found it impossible to stop the motion of his hands as they glided over the smooth skin of her belly to her high, round breasts and back again.
To his knowledge, he’d never petted a woman. Never reveled in the aftermath. But he wished this joining would never end.
“I suppose it would be more practical for me to do the initial screening,” Evena murmured.
Adam had to think hard to pick up the trail of their conversation. When he realized she was talking about his ludicrous plan to have her choose his wife, he became annoyed. He’d intended to get a rise out of her. Perhaps make her jealous with the thought he might take another as wife. Evena was a stubborn wench. But, if she wanted to play this game…
“Yes. Remember, I’ll need a strong partner. Someone of your build. We’ll have to do some…research to test the fit, so to speak.” Adam felt a perverse satisfaction as she grew rigid in his arms. He wanted her outrage. Wanted her to refuse.
“You are a rather large man. We definitely don’t want a woman who can’t stand up to your…appetites,” she said, her words clipped.
Adam smiled and nuzzled the back of her neck. He would enjoy seeing how far Evena went with this plan.
Chapter Five
‡
E vena simmered. So, the lout wanted her to find him a mate? She felt his cock lengthen inside her, and her outrage grew. The thought of all the interviewing he would have to do before he found the perfect fit must be arousing the bastard.
It galled her knowing his desire was ripening at the thought of “dipping his wick” into another woman’s well. And yet, she was getting turned on.
“Perhaps we should retire to your room to discuss this further,” he murmured.
Feeling his cock harden more, she squirmed and sank farther onto his rod. Tomorrow, she told herself, she’d get down to the business of finding him the perfect mate. Someone with black teeth and an ass the size of a Samureen cow.
In the meantime, she shivered and circled her hips around his cock.
“Enough. I’ll have a bed beneath me,” he growled and lifted her off him.
She bent to retrieve her suit, but he grabbed it from her.
“You won’t be needing that.”
Watching him stalk out of the galley, she could only admire the broad shoulders tapering to a lean waist, and the buttocks that flexed above massive thighs.
She sighed and followed. Everyone would be in the atrium. What did it matter if she chased down the hallway after a naked man?
“Captain McClure,” Calandra’s voice halted her. The guard stood at the door of the security surveillance room, her eyes wide as she looked from Adam to Evena.
When Adam tossed Evena’s reclamation suit over his shoulder and nonchalantly stood with his arms crossed over his chest, Evena could have killed him. His cock thrust straight out from the nest of dark hair, still glistening with their come.
For his part, Adam didn’t seem to notice anything unseemly about his nakedness or blatant arousal.
Evena cleared her throat and attempted a similarly nonchalant pose, hoping the guard would miss the blush that burned on her cheeks and chest. She needn’t have worried.
Calandra’s gaze was fixed on the pirate’s waving mast.
“Calandra.” Evena tried a second time to draw the woman’s attention.
Calandra blinked then turned to Evena. “Captain…”
“Yes?” Evena prompted.
The woman’s gaze slid from Evena to Adam. “Perhaps, this should wait,” she murmured.
Impatient with the woman’s fascination for Adam, Evena replied, “It’s all right, Calandra. What was it you needed to tell me?”
Calandra’s gaze returned to Evena.
Evena regretted the attention immediately when she realized she shielded her crotch with her hand. She straightened and tried to pretend that standing naked in a corridor, next to a man
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