the cause of his lover s pain& and he was right. She tried to signal her remorse with her
eyes, but he d already dismissed her as unimportant, lowering his head to whisper low
assurances in his mate s ear.
Brant, Nya is still in need of nourishment. I wish to feed her.
The Tygyr stiffened. No, Willa. You are not at full plumage, yourself.
Willa wrapped her arms around the male s thick waist. I have to! It is what we
do when there is need.
You do not have to. I forbid it! She has already hurt you.
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Nya swallowed when his eyes burned into hers over Willa s unknowing head.
She raised her chin in defiance of his disparaging expression. I did not ask this of
Willa. I do not expect it.
Willa pushed away from the captain. Hands on hips, she lifted a belligerent face
to the male towering over her. Who gave you permission to command me unless it has
something to do with the ship? I am a daughter of Sparkle and I know my duty -- she
tossed a glare over at Nya, including her in the scold, -- and my privilege. I will feed
you and you will accept the gift in the manner it is offered!
Fine, Brant snarled, caving. But you ll do it under my supervision, in my
cabin so I can feed you as soon as you finish with her. I won t have you depleted like
you were when Taelen drained you.
You just want to watch. What is it about seeing two females together that makes
you males slobber all over yourselves?
Nya couldn t believe how comfortable and at ease Willa was with the ferocious-
looking ghost walker. He scared her spitless. Those feral eyes and sharp claws, the
mean way he looked at people and the utter ruthlessness he used to impose his will on
others& he was not a comfortable person to be around, yet the small rainbow-hued
Sprite had the nerve to giggle. It didn t seem as if she were the least afraid of the
hulking captain.
And she could see why not. With Willa, the impressive male was totally
different. His eyes and mouth, even his stance softened. Nya watched as Brant bent to
her, swept her into his arms, engaging in a torrid kiss that had her spiking with hunger.
When he pulled back, she could see the thick bar of his cock straining his skintight
uniform.
How dare you ask that when you come like a screaming comet every time
you ve watched Bevel and me going at it? It s the same for males.
Watching them together, Nya realized how entwined their life forces were, how
well they fit together. She couldn t help the niggle of jealousy flattening her spirits,
wishing -- just for a moment -- for something similar to what they had. Her relationship
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with Justin was darker, based more on needs and guilt than the lightness of love shared
by those two.
Nya wondered if Willa ever thought about what would happen when they found
Sparkle -- or He found them. No Sprite could resist the call of their father and one day
He would summon them home.
Seeing how the two clung to each other, unable to keep their hands off the other,
she couldn t envision the big Tygyr-male being willing to let her go. Gazing on her little
sister, at the glow of happiness Willa gave off, something in her heart twisted.
Following them out of the med lab, down the hall toward Brant s cabin, Nya felt
that unaccustomed stinging in her eyes again. Her heart ached for the pain awaiting her
if Justin didn t recover. More though, it ached for the future separation Willa would
have to face. Little sister, I fear for you. Somehow, despite what should have been normal for
our race, I suspect you won t long survive away from your beloved captain.
Chapter Ten
Avron tightened his fist around the hilt of the lash. Licking his lips -- the sole
outward indication of his building excitement -- he tilted his head, motioned the guards
to remove themselves. The last man to exit gave him a look of concern, which he
shrugged off. There was no need for his worry; the bitch couldn t break the chains
binding her.
Alone with his prisoner, Lance stalked to the whipping post, lips pulled thin
with displeasure. Only now, while all his men were elsewhere, could he allow the anger
and rage to pour out of him.
Drawing his arm back, he sent a vicious slap swinging at the Tygyr s head. Her
face slammed against the post from the force of his blow. Dammed whore, you dared
to attack me! Me? I am Lance Avron, highest ranking official of the Human
Corporation. He hit her again, loving the way her flesh gave beneath his fist, then
yanked her hair at the nape of her neck and bore down, tilting her face up. He caught
the look of hatred before she could shield her emotions from him.
Now that s what I like to see& he crooned, letting her head drop forward,
honest emotions coming out. Enemies should be open and direct with each other,
don t you think? Not awaiting her answer, he moved around to her side, readying the
whip. I have a hard-on, you know. I really didn t think I could get one from looking at
that big, muscled obscenity you call a body. But seeing your helpless rage, your
boundless hate -- please tell me you won t lose that any time soon -- my cock has swollen to
immense proportions. You keep that hatred shining in those ungodly eyes of yours
while I beat the rebellion out of you. Oh ho! he chuckled, smiling at the heated glare
she sent from under her brows, you didn t like hearing about the state you ve brought
me to. Well, guess what, whore? He leaned in, got in her face, knowing to an inch what
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leeway she had in the chains. It s your helplessness that turns me on, your knowing
you can t do a damned thing to change the parameters of this situation. So you just keep
on growling under your breath& makes my balls scrunch up& while I get on with
what I do best.
Stepping back, he shook out the whip. I am so going to enjoy this&
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