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your eyes. They are softer and more rounded than any of our females. Imagine curling up against those curves as you sleep, or having that beauty welcome you home with warm, willing arms and spread thighs after being away. I, for one, find that very appealing, and like our leader, plan to keep mine with me in my tent tonight. I’ll need no tests to see if we are congruent. My hard rod being enveloped by a warm, tight sheath is all the compatibility testing that I need.”
    Grinning, he slapped the elder on the shoulder as he passed. His quarry, a petite, fair-haired female with big brown eyes, was the only other one on her feet. She stared at him with narrowed eyes. Though not nearly as formidable as her larger comrade, she still made her displeasure at the situation clear. Naturally, his friend would want a challenge, as well.
    “Trask,” Kerr warned, “You know the testing must come first. Touch, but do not breach, until we are assured of compatibility and a positive mate pairing.”
    His friend inclined his head, though he didn’t slow his pace as he quickly crossed to the cage and withdrew the now struggling female he had claimed. With ease, he tossed her over his shoulder and carried her to a tent on the perimeter of the clearing. Kerr wasn’t worried. An honorable warrior, Trask would do as required, despite his enthusiasm.
    His gaze swept down to his own female. She also had pale hair atop her head, in a stunning mixture of colors. Most of the strands glowed with the brightness of the midday suns, other shades of yellow and gold streaked through the thick mass like the doro petali , his mother’s favorite, a golden flower abundant in the gardens at home. It was beautiful, and unlike anything he’d seen before. Constrained in a coil at the back of her head, much of her hair had come loose in her flight to escape. Long springy curls fell about her shoulders, some clinging to her damp cheeks and neck in the humid air.
    His body reacted to her full breasts, curvy hips, and rounded thighs, all of which were plainly evident in her clinging garments. She was pleasing to the eye — and equally agreeable to his other parts as well. Soft and alluring, he determined to use other means to contain her if need be.
    And those means didn’t include cold steel bars.
    “She’ll stay with me until we rejoin our people tomorrow.”
    “Take care, Kerr,” the elder warned. “They’re small but ferocious. Lothar’s female bit him and drew blood.”
    “Do you think I cannot control one tiny female, Mordrun?”
    “Never that,” his kinsman quickly replied. “Although I’m sure Lothar thought the same thing before his fingers were chomped on as though they were the evening meal. I merely caution you, Princep. We need you to lead with all your appendages intact.”
    Kerr barked with laughter at his concern. When he did, the female jumped. As she peered up at him warily, he noticed the color of her eyes for the first time. They were a luminescent green, much like uladite, the precious stones they mined to produce fuel on their home planet. Everything about her was appealing and exotic.
    “Your words of warning are duly noted. Come morning, if I lack any appendages that diminish my abilities to lead in any way, you’ll be the first to hear my apology. Until then, she stays with me.” He placed a possessive hand on her shoulder, squeezing her reassuringly before starting toward his tent. “Have food sent.”
    His tone had taken on a sharper inflection, something not lost on Mordrun, who recognized when enough was enough and bowed. “Yes, Max Kerr.”
    With his hand riding low on her back, Kerr guided his would-be mate into his quarters. Lamps had been lit using the illuminating crystals that were abundant back home. While luxurious for a tent, he missed the many comforts of his residence, the bathing pool in particular. This would do for the night, however.
    As he stepped by the female to pour a glass of something cool for