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opposite, serious, straightforward, and extremely capable. He rarely smiled, but she found when he did, it was compelling and lightened his normally stern expression. As a lover, he was careful, surprisingly gentle for such a large man, and often he liked to indulge in long periods of foreplay before the actual act of sexual intercourse.
As for Ran Kartel ... well, Jerra found she thought of him the most, and knew a different excitement and enjoyment in his arms. He was naturally sensitive due to his special gift, and she experienced not only heightened pleasure when they made love, but also an almost disturbing sense of belonging. The way he kissed and held her made her feel not just wanted, but cared for, and she had the dismaying feeling she was falling in love with the handsome diplomat even though she tried to maintain a neutral distance. There was something about his self-assurance, his quick, seductive smile, and the weight of the responsibility he wore so easily that made him fascinating to an unsettling degree.
"Mind if I join you?” A female voice, husky but unquestionably higher in pitch, interrupted her reverie, and Jerra glanced again at the sudden impassive expression on Ian's face.
Ran nodded. “Hello, Captain Liale. Please, have a seat."
"Thank you.” The new arrival sank into a vacant chair. She was like most S-species and very tall, probably almost as tall as Ran and Larik. Shoulder-length honey-colored hair brushed her shoulders and she had crystalline gray eyes. Her uniform tunic did not hide the fact she was statuesque in build, not just her height, but in her impressive breasts and the full flare of her hips.
Jerra was not gifted with any modicum of Ran's talent for reading the emotions of others, but in this case, she did not need it. The S-species officer looked at her and it was easy enough to read the emotion in her crystal clear eyes. Since the dislike couldn't be personal, Jerra assumed it had something to do with one of the males sitting at the table with them, and it was not difficult to guess which one.
Ian cleared his throat, but it was Ran who said quickly, “This is Jerra, Captain."
The female officer smiled, but there wasn't much warmth to it. “Yes, I know. She is rather hard to miss by both her attire and the staring eyes directed this way. Who can blame them, I suppose, for it isn't everyday one of the human females is brought into the officer's recreation area. In fact, it never happens."
Larik murmured in his easy way, “There isn't a rule against it, though."
"No.” Captain Liale inclined her head and accepted a glass from one of the silent but efficient waiters. “I suppose there isn't, though this particular one might cause a small riot. They tell me she isn't surgically altered in any way. It is a bit hard to believe with those tits."
"I am sitting right here.” Jerra kept her voice mild, but she wasn't about to be discussed like an inanimate object. “I'm pleased to meet you, Captain. It's pleasant to see another female after being surrounded exclusively by males so far this journey."
The show of spirit made the beautiful captain finally meet her eyes. “I am sure it has been quite a ... trial ."
Ian blew out his breath at the silky sarcasm in her tone and his eyes glittered. “Captain."
The word was a warning, and Liale smiled thinly before picking up her drink and taking a sip. “Don't worry, I will behave myself, Colonel. I was merely commenting on her exceptional beauty, but it isn't necessary, is it, for you have already noticed."
Jerra glanced at Ran uncertainly at the acid tone of the comment, but he seemed more amused than anything, and so did Larik. It was Ian who looked profoundly uncomfortable, and she never would have thought to see his normal formidable composure shaken.
It was her turn to have her composure rattled because Ran reached over and took Jerra's hand, twining his fingers with hers and—very publicly—lifting it to his lips. He
As for Ran Kartel ... well, Jerra found she thought of him the most, and knew a different excitement and enjoyment in his arms. He was naturally sensitive due to his special gift, and she experienced not only heightened pleasure when they made love, but also an almost disturbing sense of belonging. The way he kissed and held her made her feel not just wanted, but cared for, and she had the dismaying feeling she was falling in love with the handsome diplomat even though she tried to maintain a neutral distance. There was something about his self-assurance, his quick, seductive smile, and the weight of the responsibility he wore so easily that made him fascinating to an unsettling degree.
"Mind if I join you?” A female voice, husky but unquestionably higher in pitch, interrupted her reverie, and Jerra glanced again at the sudden impassive expression on Ian's face.
Ran nodded. “Hello, Captain Liale. Please, have a seat."
"Thank you.” The new arrival sank into a vacant chair. She was like most S-species and very tall, probably almost as tall as Ran and Larik. Shoulder-length honey-colored hair brushed her shoulders and she had crystalline gray eyes. Her uniform tunic did not hide the fact she was statuesque in build, not just her height, but in her impressive breasts and the full flare of her hips.
Jerra was not gifted with any modicum of Ran's talent for reading the emotions of others, but in this case, she did not need it. The S-species officer looked at her and it was easy enough to read the emotion in her crystal clear eyes. Since the dislike couldn't be personal, Jerra assumed it had something to do with one of the males sitting at the table with them, and it was not difficult to guess which one.
Ian cleared his throat, but it was Ran who said quickly, “This is Jerra, Captain."
The female officer smiled, but there wasn't much warmth to it. “Yes, I know. She is rather hard to miss by both her attire and the staring eyes directed this way. Who can blame them, I suppose, for it isn't everyday one of the human females is brought into the officer's recreation area. In fact, it never happens."
Larik murmured in his easy way, “There isn't a rule against it, though."
"No.” Captain Liale inclined her head and accepted a glass from one of the silent but efficient waiters. “I suppose there isn't, though this particular one might cause a small riot. They tell me she isn't surgically altered in any way. It is a bit hard to believe with those tits."
"I am sitting right here.” Jerra kept her voice mild, but she wasn't about to be discussed like an inanimate object. “I'm pleased to meet you, Captain. It's pleasant to see another female after being surrounded exclusively by males so far this journey."
The show of spirit made the beautiful captain finally meet her eyes. “I am sure it has been quite a ... trial ."
Ian blew out his breath at the silky sarcasm in her tone and his eyes glittered. “Captain."
The word was a warning, and Liale smiled thinly before picking up her drink and taking a sip. “Don't worry, I will behave myself, Colonel. I was merely commenting on her exceptional beauty, but it isn't necessary, is it, for you have already noticed."
Jerra glanced at Ran uncertainly at the acid tone of the comment, but he seemed more amused than anything, and so did Larik. It was Ian who looked profoundly uncomfortable, and she never would have thought to see his normal formidable composure shaken.
It was her turn to have her composure rattled because Ran reached over and took Jerra's hand, twining his fingers with hers and—very publicly—lifting it to his lips. He
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