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then his cool
breath as he blew against her skin. Every nerve ending along her spine felt
like it was on fire. Tanith moaned. The kisses continued, light playful nips at
first and then his tongue swirled hot against her skin as he moved along the
length of her spine. She was filled with mindless pleasure. Her nails clawed
the bed. “Please, Jake…”
    She heard his low growl of pleasure as he reached the top of
her spine and bit gently on the tender skin between her neck and shoulder. “You
smell so good, Tanith. I want you like this. I want to make love to you.”
    He pressed his knee between her thighs and lifted her hips,
drawing her against him. Jake entered her slowly. He leaned over her body,
caging her as he stroked in and out of her. She could feel the softness of the
quilt rubbing against her nipples and the rough texture of his hair as it
brushed against the Dermatrax . Jake thrust hard into her, picking up the
pace. Along her spine, the Dermatrax undulated with pleasure, sending
out tiny darts of fire to her nerve endings. Tanith caught her breath. She had
never felt like this before. Jake growled against her neck, sending a delicious
shiver down her spine. She could feel the Dermatrax ripple against him.
Pleasure spiraled again. She screamed his name and felt him tense and then with
a loud groan he came, pumping his seed deep inside her.
    Tanith woke up in his bed. Her body ached, especially the
sensitive area between her thighs. They had made love for hours. She had never
known Jake to be so insatiable. His lean body was draped across hers like a
comforting male blanket. Her skin stung from the raspy stubble of his beard and
in a way that was nice too. His dark curls were tousled and even in repose, his
mouth held the hint of a smile.
    The dress lay torn on the end of the bed. That damn Dermatrax .
She hadn’t expected to react like that with him, to be so out of control. She
wanted to trace the contours of his cheekbones, to waken him with a kiss, but
despite the blazing attraction between them, he was still the man who had
deceived her and killed her brother. She loved Jake, wanted him more than she
had ever wanted anyone, but he had kidnapped her and she was still his
prisoner. How could she trust him? She needed time to think.
    Tanith slid out from under him, ignoring the sleepy rumble
of disapproval, and picked up the tunic he had discarded the previous night.
Stepping out into the corridor, she startled a female crew member with the demand
that she be taken to the brig.
    * * * * *
    Pete nudged Jake. “The big guy looks fairly shook. I heard
he was confined to sick bay last night. What the hell happened?”
    Jake didn’t have the heart to tell him. Pete would find out
soon enough. When he woke up this morning and found Tanith gone, his heart had
flipped. Her side of the bed was cold and empty and he missed her like crazy.
Of all the sexual encounters he’d ever had, last night’s was the most intensely
erotic he had ever known.
    He had seldom experienced such a rage as he felt when he saw
Tanith in Strom’s arms. Although Strom was his best friend, he had an
overwhelming urge to kill him. He couldn’t figure it out. It was completely out
of character for the big guy to make a play for someone else’s woman. In fact,
Strom hadn’t looked at a woman since Ingrid. Poor bastard—imagine falling in
love with someone from another time and having to leave her behind when the
mission was over.
    “Gentlemen, please be seated.” The doc was joining them
today, which was unusual. Although he was a member of Strom’s senior team, his
presence was seldom required at meetings.
    “Doctor, if you would like to begin.”
    “Thank you, Captain. We have a rather delicate, if serious,
situation on board. Ms. Jasson kindly presented herself for examination in sick
bay this morning and the organic samples taken would appear to support my
theory. I believe that the Lissa flower on Tyrmania Four has a similar,