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She rubbed at her arm but didn’t complain. Pain flickered in her eyes, proving that this female was stronger than most he had ever met. That wasn’t completely uncommon among convicts. Many were hardened by their greed, but Tova didn’t look jaded. She simply held her complaints, refusing to lower herself to whining. Hawk felt another surge of appreciation for her and it sunk deeper into his brain as he looked at her arm again. The skin was turning an angry red, making him frown.
    “Let me look at your arm.”
    The Hunter didn’t wait for her to comply, he reached across the space between them and captured her wrist once again. A tiny sound of surprise escaped her lips as Tova struggled to relax and let him have command of her limb. Every muscle felt taut and unyielding as more sensation filled her breasts and even flowed towards her pussy. She was horrified at the reaction. Hunters fucked non-convicts but never respected any occupant of the penal sphere.
    “I am fine.”
    Her wrist remained in his grasp as his eyes flickered back to her face. “I will be the judge of that.” His voice was thick with authority but her fickle emotions heard strength in it too. His shoulders blocked the afternoon sun because he was so close to her. His fingers encircled her wrist completely. Tova stared at his hand and the stark reality of how helpless her limb looked held in his grasp. He pulled a slim black rectangle from his belt and a red light appeared on its surface. There was a soft chirp from it as he moved it over her wrist and held it up for his gaze to inspect. A hard grunt was his only response as he returned the item to his waist but didn’t release her.
    Instead his other hand joined the grip as he began to rub her numb wrist. Tova felt her jaw drop as she stared at his fingers rubbing and working the feeling back into her arm. Concern for her comfort was only a distant memory.
    “’Tis not broken.” His voice was hard with reprimand as his fingers continued to rub at her limb. She was suddenly lamenting the black gloves encasing his fingers. The dense fabric prevented her from feeling his skin against her own.
    “As I said, I am well.” She yanked on her arm. A hot curl of lust moved through her pussy as heat seared across her face. She should be ashamed to feel any sort of attraction for a Hunter, even something as common as lust. A deep growl came from his throat as his gaze flickered with displeasure.
    “You should submit without a struggle. Hunters react quickly and harshly to subjects who do not yield.”
    Tova rubbed her own wrist to remove the memory of his strong fingers stroking her limb. “The law does not require I yield my body to anything more. May I pass?” Tova detested the plea lacing her voice but she was powerless to banish the heat flowing through her blood. Lust curled through her clit as her pussy gave a twist of need so surprising, she blushed once again. If he didn’t move, she could not force him to.
    “And yet you blush.” Hawk shouldn’t have remarked on the fact but he wanted to see what she would say. He wasn’t ready to watch her turn her back on him, in fact, preventing that appealed to him quite a bit.
    “Do you think I enjoy being inspected? Temper colors the cheeks.” Her words were a blatant lie. His eyes traced the stain on her face and then dropped to her crossed arms. Tova hid her nipples with her forearms because her soft robe would have displayed the little points.
    “So does attraction.” She gasped and licked her lower lip. Hawk watched her reaction and grinned. Satisfaction moved through him for unmasking her. He enjoyed witnessing how he affected her just a little too much but that wasn’t enough to stop his hand from stroking her cheek just once. His glove prevented true skin-to-skin contact but she shivered and that pleased him immensely. She glared at him before raising her voice enough to make sure the people behind him might hear her.
    “May I