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  The part of him she’d been so entranced with was beautiful. Swollen hard and jutting up proudly, ridged with veins. She pushed the shorts down over his feet and sat back on his lap.

  His head dipped toward hers, and she lifted her lips, eager to meet him. The only way to describe his kiss was utter magic. Coils of tension tightened in her belly as explosions of sensitive lust whipped through her body, leaving behind flashes of heat that constantly simmered. His tongue swept into her mouth, seeking and tasting, and tantalizing her. Eagerly she met him, matched him stroke for stroke, barely aware of the slant of his mouth on hers because so much was going on all at the same time.

  He pulled away long enough to mutter, “Touch me.”

  Her hands roved over him, his chest, the bulging pectorals twitching against her curious touch. The webbing between her fingers felt as though they would explode with the sensation, the taste of his skin. Salty and manly, erotic. She skimmed his body with her touch, her hands lowering to the tight abdominal muscles and the sexy cut of muscle at the sides of his hips. There was a trail of hair that lowered to where his shaft jutted proudly, swollen and tight, seeping at the tip. She wondered what the liquid would taste like? She ran the barest touch over it, capturing some of the flavor on the sensitive skin between her fingers.

  He groaned.

  Sweet. Yet with a salty twang. Something that was indefinably him, and drew her in. Delicious. She couldn’t wait to have that delectable taste of Jason on her tongue.

  She ran the length of her palm over his cock, watching his reaction. He quivered—actually quivered—beneath her touch.

  Passion swirled around her, filling the air with a heady scent of pure pleasure. Somehow she crawled down his body, seeking that part of him that was so delicious.

  Jason was tan all over, but beyond the thick ridges of muscle that lined his abdomen was a trail of hair that centered downward. This time she could see everything up close. His cock was smooth, with ridges veined along the length of him. She sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, relishing the burst of flavor, loving the groan that escaped from his throat. She sucked more of him, using her hands to explore the balls that hung lower.

  “Lily.” Jason’s deep voice was threaded with desire. For her. This, this was the way it should be. He was all hers. He always had been. Didn’t he know that?

  She watched him move, noticing how big his arms were, the way the muscles bunched and flexed as if he could barely stand the sensations of her mouth and fingers. She jerked her attention to his face, wondering if her sucking was pleasurable. His nostrils flared as he inhaled, looking down at the image she made.

  “Don’t stop.” He growled. His deep tone made her moisten deep inside. He reached out with his big hand and tenderly brushed a lock of hair from her face, and then pressed her face back down toward his delicious cock. “You’re so hot, baby. So sweet, when you lick like that.” She reached down and gave the head of his cock another flick with her tongue, loving the sound of his groan. She wrapped her mouth around his cock, sucking fiercely. His hands fisted on the sofa as if he couldn’t control them.

  “That’s enough, babe,” he muttered. “I’ll never last.”

  She wasn’t sure what he meant, but it didn’t sound good. She let go of his delicious cock and it was beautiful, wet and slick from her mouth. “You taste good,” she said. It was true. Tasting him set her on fire between her legs. She was soaked there.

  “Lily,” he groaned. Jason moved, raising her to her feet. Then he was sliding his fingers into the waistband of her sweatpants. He fisted the material, yanking it down her hips. Lily opened her eyes, staring down into his. His gaze locked on hers, he reached up, gripped her underwear and slid them down in one rough tug. Her sex was bared to his view. She felt no shyness, just exciting fulfillment that this moment was here, that Jason was turned on by the sight of her pussy.

  He pressed his nose to her thatch of hair.

  Jason hooked one of her knees, spreading her legs wide, and then caressed her calf before he placed it gingerly on his shoulder. “You’re beautiful,” he muttered thickly. Now she was open to his view, splayed out for his pleasure. She expected them to move toward his bedroom, but he buried his face in her warmth again. Nothing was between them anymore, and it felt electrifying. His hot mouth settled over her and he used his tongue to flick her clit. She slid her fingers into his hair. Moans came from her as he licked and sucked her. Was this what it felt like when she had him in her mouth? How had he ever wanted her to stop?

  Jason ate at her like he was starved, like he was afraid he was going to be stopped. It was intense and Lily sucked her lip into her mouth, attempting to hush the wanton sounds that escaped. Her belly was a tight coil of nerves and her hips began to buck against his face. She couldn’t hold still. Jason grabbed her ass and one of his fingers speared through her hot flesh.

  Stars, it felt as though his finger was deep inside her, rubbing somewhere inside the spot he licked from the outside.

  “I can’t stand it,” she cried out, tugging his hair and trying to pull him away. Something was happening, something coiling out of control, trying to break through.

  “Let me,” he muttered, and became rougher, his tongue lashing at her swollen, wet flesh. Ecstasy tore through her, spiraling from the point where he sucked, and spreading like wildfire through her limbs. She screamed, her fingers clenched in his hair. He jerked his mouth away as she rode the climax he’d induced.

  She collapsed bonelessly, swept up into his strong arms as he carried her to his bedroom. He wasn’t done with her, she realized.

  He deposited her onto his bed, spreading her legs and bending her at the knees. Her labia spread and she felt how wet she was down there. Jason grasped himself and slid his cock up and down her swollen pussy, making her shudder.

  “Lily,” he muttered, his voice thick with need. “Please let me. I’ll be gentle.”

  She looked at him, wondering what he meant. Surely he didn’t think she’d turn him away?

  “Say yes,” he demanded.

  “Yes, Jason. Always yes.”

  She spread her legs wider apart and lifted them, wrapping her thighs around his hips as he moved over her. The hot tip of his cock nudged her pussy, parting her folds slowly. She held her breath at the overwhelming sensation of their connection. He kept staring at her, not looking away, as if this moment was to be savored, ingrained in his brain forever.

  His erection felt huge as he entered. Her body parted, accepting the width of him. A muscle clenched in his jaw. She sucked her lip into her mouth and grabbed his shoulders, then tilted her hips to urge him on.

  Jason sank in. It felt amazing to have him nestled in her body. He kissed her neck, curling his body as he began to move. “It’s so good, baby,” he muttered against her throat. “You feel so good, smell so good.”

  Her entire body responded, flaring up again the way it did with his mouth on her, when she exploded against him. He wiggled his hips. Stars, she could feel him all the way in, reaching a magical spot where she wished he could stay. He pulled out and rammed back in, fucking her rhythmically, building a fire deep inside her.

  Lily cried out as her entire body surged with passion, arching her back against the intense feeling. Her nipples were hardened points and Jason bent his head to suck one into the warmth of his mouth. He released it with a pop, and spread his legs a little wider, thrusting into her again. He thrust fast and deep, pounding in and out of her, his sexy ass moving up and down with each thrust.

  Her muscles tensed, coiling tightly and exploding with the magic he’d given her before. Her sheath clenched around his shaft, squeezing it in tune with her climax. Jason’s roar was guttural as he thrust one last time and collapsed on her, his cock quivering in his release.

  He breathed deep and moved his arms to support his weight, his head in her neck as he panted.

  As Lily’s heartbeat slowed to normal, her horror increased. What had she done? She’d exuded some sort of power—some sort of control over Jason to bend his will. To make him her slave.

  She’d been bound—by chains. He was just as bound to her though his chains were mental. How could she do that to someone she loved? Agony ripped through her on the sharp blade of guilt. This was Jason. She loved him. How would he feel about her when he found out what she did?

  The dark fingers of fear licked at the outer edges of her mind, probing, retreating...deeper until panic hit.

  Jason would hate her. She’d taken someone’s will. That was the most horrible act of all. She had to undo this. How could she undo this? Could she exert enough power to make him forget? Stars, she wasn’t sure she had enough power left. Tendrils of darkness clouded her vision just before she felt her muscles contract—and then seize, tossing her head back in an uncontrollable shake before she blacked out.

  Chapter Seven

  The conference table was large—a monstrosity only fitting for the huge room it was centered in. But as typically was done with smaller parties meeting, they all sat at one end. Steele, Renegade, Robyn, his sister Amanda.

  Jason got straight to the point. “How is she?”

  He’d snuck her in, barely remembering the details but feeling enough guilt to know they made love. One small seizing jerk...and then he’d never seen her go so still, into her mind, into the trance he’d seen brief glimpses of before. It terrified him, more so than when her physical form changed into a prehistoric creature of the sea. More so than the loss of control he exhibited that caused this. He’d left the safe house as is, gathering her still form into his arms and sneaking her into the new, secret hovercraft Steele had transferred to his parking lot for the transportation to Xenia later that day.

  They had no idea if the thing would work. But
it was a magnificent experiment. The vehicle was painted with a light-bending paint, reflecting the surface of the eye from the visual spectrum light. Basically rendering the vehicle invisible. It was a trick to fly as others couldn’t see it. Pax had enabled it to have two capabilities: auto-sensoring pilot abilities and manual. In this case, auto sensors worked. Other hovercrafts avoided his space. Their sensors told him he was there. More than likely, there was more than one person scratching their head at not being able to see what their computers told them was plainly visible.

  When at last he arrived at the gates, it just took a phone call for them to open from the inside, the curious stares of the few reporters left wondering why there was a rush of air without a vehicle. Soon he was safe on the grounds, and Lily was safe, back on Xenia where she should be. Following his babbling, incoherent call, he’d rushed her into Systems where Amanda and the small team of doctors waited in the med bay.

  His sister answered. “She’s still in a medically induced coma—though it’s a light sleep. From what we can figure out, her brain wave patterns were constantly disturbed for the entire month she was away. She never had true sleep, they woke her each hour to keep her brain from reaching the deep waves needed for maturation.”

  “And now?”

  “She can’t slip into it by herself. Her body and mind are trying to work as one, but she’s unable to reach that state. We’ll have to induce her into a deeper frame of mind, but with consequences.”

  “If you do that, all of her memory pathways open?”

  Robyn’s face was grim. She nodded at the same time as Amanda.

  “None of us know what she suffered at the hands of Crested Ute? How bad it’ll be?”

  He turned to Steele, knowing the Xeno Sapien was able to cross minds with those of his own kind. “Like I mentioned during our arrival to Xenia, she was repeatedly drowned to see if they could force her body to adapt to underwater living like her ancestors. It wasn’t pretty.”

  “No,” Jason snarled, his mind made up. There was no way he’d allow her to suffer. “We leave her alone, to transition naturally. Dammit, she has nightmares that she can’t remember. Why would we want her to remember?”

  “Jason, sometimes it’s best to be cruel to be kind,” Robyn said. “She’s in an in-between state. Not understanding the urges of her body because her mind is behind.”

  “What do you mean? Urges?”

  Robyn’s eyes were sharp—and to the point. They pierced his soul. His dirty, rotten soul. “I’ve been witnessing her dreams. There’s no judgment here, but I want to know if something happened to the two of you while in the safe house. The high and low readings of her brain levels are only achieved with the highest emotion.”

  He crumpled a sheet of paper on the desk. “Y—yes. I didn’t mean to. I’m ashamed of myself, but I have to be honest. I love her. I’m confused as hell by it, especially when she reverts to her teenage mind. I never thought this would happen—“

  “It happened easier than you think,” Robyn said gently. “And that’s the only reason why I brought it up in front of others instead of in private with you, Jason. It’s not your fault. Lily has come into a power...like the one you discovered when you took her swimming.”

  “She changed?” He was confused as hell because she looked exactly the same.

  “Not physically, but yes. You weren’t aware of it because you were already under her influence.”

  “What influence?”

  “We first suspected when she was interviewed during the shopping trip you took her on. Before the kidnapping. Remember when she remembered her species were storytellers? She gave a haunting tale of human creation? We were mesmerized by the broadcast—her skin had an ethereal glow—“

  “Like an angel,” Jason said.

  “Like a seductress. That’s what her species was, Jason. The legends of sirens? Some of our stories depict them as bird-like women who sang. Other tales told of mermaid-like humans. Because she has such a powerful stroke when she swims, she’s able to thrust herself from the water and into the air, to give the impression that she flies. That could be where the stories come from. In either case, she had a brief hint of what her power would come to be back then. I would say you had a taste of what it came to during your time with her. I’m pretty sure she turned it on and seduced you.”

  “I—” Jason exhaled. “I can’t say I would have said no.”

  “You wouldn’t have,” Steele said. “We witnessed how powerful she was across the televised vid-cams. You didn’t stand a chance.”

  “Supposing we’re wrong? What if it wasn’t her? What if it was all me?”

  “It’s not,” Robyn said tersely. “Trust me. But she can’t continue in this state. It’s merciful to allow her to become whole with herself.”

  He took a deep breath, releasing the air slowly. “Okay. But I want to watch. I want it immediately stopped if it gets too bad.”

  “Agreed,” Robyn said quickly. “We’ll begin tomorrow.”

  “And you’ll stop if I want it stopped? If it grows too painful for her?”

  He didn’t miss the way Robyn looked at Amanda. “I agree.”

  “As do I.” Amanda didn’t look happy.

  Jason rose when everyone else did. One by one, they made their way out the door to the main area of the building. A group of Xeno Sapiens were standing, discussing amongst themselves. From across the room, Tempest approached.

  “Tempest. How goes the training?”

  She shrugged. “It is boring. I had hoped that you would be available for my training. I understood that you had to retrieve Lily, but she is back now.”

  “Are you saying Shawn is not a decent trainer?”

  “You told me I deserve the best. That is you.”

  Jason’s gaze softened. “I know I recruited you. There are great things in store for you Tempest. But I’ve been busy. I have some free time until tomorrow, but then I may be tied up for a couple days. I’ll join you and Shawn for today’s training, though.”

  Tempest nodded and without a word, stepped away.

  Renegade stood next to him, his eye on the retreating Tempest. “Shawn has her scheduled for the gladiator pits in an hour.”

  His soldiers had given it that nickname, amazed at the amount of blood the Xeno Sapiens spilled when they sparred.

  “Who’s she battling?”

  “Blaze. I believe Shawn is instructing her on how to control her temper and not release her bones so painfully. That it is to be used only in a state of ultimate survival. However, I believe she does it to punish herself. For some reason, she wants and needs the pain. Shawn is breaking her from that.”

  “I knew he would be good for her.”

  Renegade nodded. “It is a wise move. Tempest does not see it as so, however. To her, her strength lies in her ability to slice and dice. She does not realize that she grows stronger by her experience in the ring and Shawn’s continued refusal to allow her to change. Instead she grows frustrated with his teachings.”

  “Is she giving him a hard time?”

  “Would she be Tempest if she were not?” Renegade smiled. “To his credit, he is the most patient man I have ever seen.”

  Jason wouldn’t call Shawn patient, but apparently, Renegade saw something he didn’t. From across the room, Steele entered, carrying Kaden in a carrier that dwarfed the tiny baby.

  The infant had gained some weight in the last few weeks, but he was still a baffling anomaly to everyone. The baby blinked, his eyes large and dark and mysterious. Definitely his father’s eyes.

  “Hello, precious,” Renegade cooed. None of the Xeno Sapiens thought it strange to baby-talk, and they did it so frequently that even the humans—the rough, retired soldiers that he employed—began to do it.

  Kaden kicked his legs out excitedly. Unable to help himself, Jason squatted down to the carrier and held out a finger for the baby to grasp.

  “Strong grip,” he murmured. “Warrior in training. Takes after his mother.”

  Steele’s smile was unperturbed. He’d mellowed since becoming a parent. “His cries are much stronger now. Wait until you hear him howl for breast milk.”