slid one hand across her smooth thigh and thumbed her clit.
It was true, he wasn’t the type of male who hauled every female
he met off to the closest convenient flat surface to mate with her, but
he did know what kind of stimulation his partners liked during
intercourse.
Tara loved it.
“Yes,” she said fiercely, her face flushed. “Make me come.”
He did it again. A shudder racked her body.
She was beautiful, abandoned without self-consciousness, her
sexuality both flagrant and—speaking as a healthy male—arousing as
hell. As her climax began she gripped his biceps so tightly pain
mingled with the pleasure, his release rising, rising, until the burst of
ejaculation tore a low, animal sound from his chest. The female in his
arms went limp, sprawled in delectable nude relaxation, her head
pillowed on his shoulder.
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At some moment, he guessed he started breathing again because
he didn’t pass out. Time was an abstract concept as he drifted in
orgasmic aftermath.
“How many other lovers?”
The personal question, murmured against his damp skin, made
Will stir a little. There was no reason not to be honest. “Only two.”
“I guessed it wasn’t many.”
That rankled a little. He’d felt the force of her orgasm. “I’m sorry
if my lack of experience—”
“By the stars!” Tara’s head lifted and she stared at him, all
gloriously rumpled naked female. “That isn’t what I meant at all. You
might have noticed I liked every minute. I still do.” She wiggled her
hips, his cock still sheathed to the hilt. “What I meant was I guessed it
about you on an emotional one. It wasn’t a judgment on your
performance. No complaints here.” She paused, and then asked, “Did
you love them?”
“Yes.” He knew how naïve it made him sound, but on the other
hand, it was true. “One relationship lasted for five years, the other for
three. I would have chosen either one of them as my life mate and
married, but circumstances sometimes change beyond your control. It
didn’t work out that way either time.”
Tawny eyes regarded him with a peculiar thoughtfulness. “I
suppose it is only fair for me to give you the same information. I’ve
had over a dozen lovers.” She shrugged her shoulders. “And no, I
didn’t love any of them. I tend to concentrate my energies on my
career.”
Will caressed her bare shoulder. “We’re quite different.”
“Yes,” she agreed in her practical straightforward way. “I’m
attracted to you obviously, but I am not sure why. Oh, you’re
handsome, but every S-species male on this ship is good looking.”
They watched her too. Will had noticed with uncharacteristic
jealousy more than a few glances sent her way as they walked past a
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group of military personnel if he escorted her out of her quarters,
which he did frequently since he couldn’t seem to stay away from her.
“Perhaps we can learn a bit from each other. Wrap your legs
around my waist.” He rose, holding her easily against him, and strode
into the sleeping chamber to her bunk, their bodies still entwined.
“The first time was your way, Tara. Let’s try it my way now, if you
can stand to let me be in command.”
She bit him playfully on the shoulder. “I can try.”
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Chapter 8
As predicted, there were no communications from the planet they
could now see on the tall row of screens, but surface scans showed
life forms, both in the bunkers, where it was expected, but also in the
main compound which had been evacuated. Jake said neutrally, “Let
me go.”
“No.” Kel had an implacable look on his face. “What I need is to
not be up here, wondering about what is going on down there on
Anaya Two. I’ll lead the recovery party, you safeguard this ship.” He
turned. “If at any time you think things have gotten out of hand or we
stop talking to you, just leave us there. That’s an official
It was true, he wasn’t the type of male who hauled every female
he met off to the closest convenient flat surface to mate with her, but
he did know what kind of stimulation his partners liked during
intercourse.
Tara loved it.
“Yes,” she said fiercely, her face flushed. “Make me come.”
He did it again. A shudder racked her body.
She was beautiful, abandoned without self-consciousness, her
sexuality both flagrant and—speaking as a healthy male—arousing as
hell. As her climax began she gripped his biceps so tightly pain
mingled with the pleasure, his release rising, rising, until the burst of
ejaculation tore a low, animal sound from his chest. The female in his
arms went limp, sprawled in delectable nude relaxation, her head
pillowed on his shoulder.
Under His Command
77
At some moment, he guessed he started breathing again because
he didn’t pass out. Time was an abstract concept as he drifted in
orgasmic aftermath.
“How many other lovers?”
The personal question, murmured against his damp skin, made
Will stir a little. There was no reason not to be honest. “Only two.”
“I guessed it wasn’t many.”
That rankled a little. He’d felt the force of her orgasm. “I’m sorry
if my lack of experience—”
“By the stars!” Tara’s head lifted and she stared at him, all
gloriously rumpled naked female. “That isn’t what I meant at all. You
might have noticed I liked every minute. I still do.” She wiggled her
hips, his cock still sheathed to the hilt. “What I meant was I guessed it
about you on an emotional one. It wasn’t a judgment on your
performance. No complaints here.” She paused, and then asked, “Did
you love them?”
“Yes.” He knew how naïve it made him sound, but on the other
hand, it was true. “One relationship lasted for five years, the other for
three. I would have chosen either one of them as my life mate and
married, but circumstances sometimes change beyond your control. It
didn’t work out that way either time.”
Tawny eyes regarded him with a peculiar thoughtfulness. “I
suppose it is only fair for me to give you the same information. I’ve
had over a dozen lovers.” She shrugged her shoulders. “And no, I
didn’t love any of them. I tend to concentrate my energies on my
career.”
Will caressed her bare shoulder. “We’re quite different.”
“Yes,” she agreed in her practical straightforward way. “I’m
attracted to you obviously, but I am not sure why. Oh, you’re
handsome, but every S-species male on this ship is good looking.”
They watched her too. Will had noticed with uncharacteristic
jealousy more than a few glances sent her way as they walked past a
78
Annabel Wolfe
group of military personnel if he escorted her out of her quarters,
which he did frequently since he couldn’t seem to stay away from her.
“Perhaps we can learn a bit from each other. Wrap your legs
around my waist.” He rose, holding her easily against him, and strode
into the sleeping chamber to her bunk, their bodies still entwined.
“The first time was your way, Tara. Let’s try it my way now, if you
can stand to let me be in command.”
She bit him playfully on the shoulder. “I can try.”
Under His Command
79
Chapter 8
As predicted, there were no communications from the planet they
could now see on the tall row of screens, but surface scans showed
life forms, both in the bunkers, where it was expected, but also in the
main compound which had been evacuated. Jake said neutrally, “Let
me go.”
“No.” Kel had an implacable look on his face. “What I need is to
not be up here, wondering about what is going on down there on
Anaya Two. I’ll lead the recovery party, you safeguard this ship.” He
turned. “If at any time you think things have gotten out of hand or we
stop talking to you, just leave us there. That’s an official
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