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slowly began to move inside her and she had a hard time concentrating on his words. "Many underwater predators are attracted by blood. It isn't a good idea to have to be that alert while you are making love for the first time."
    She ignored the sensibility in favour of the feel of the hard muscled body moving over her and inside her. His skin was slick with the substance he had mentioned but it made it easier to stroke all of him within her reach. She twisted against him, lifting her hips to take him deeply.
    The thrusts inside her were exciting and irritating at the same time. When he stroked between them to touch the small nub at the top of her sex she twisted in surprise. Grinning, he did it again and with him rubbing at her as well as stroking inside her a shockwave burst inside her, locking her around him and holding his cock in a vise grip.
    He groaned and she felt the jets of warmth bathing her from the inside. The expression on his face was intense and focussed on something that only he could see.
    He rolled to one side and took her with him, cuddling her against him. "There, formalities are settled."
    She blinked and got a little angry. "That was a formality?"
    He stroked one hand down her back. "Only in the sense that it was necessary to allow you to live. I consider it a worthy goal."
    "I still don't understand."
    "Well, when you collapsed in the medical centre I had already explained to the doctors that I was your fiancé and you had the right to full transformation. They immediately summoned my father who did an emergency ceremony. It was quite touching. He asked if you would take me and you said what the hell. It was lovely. We will tell our kids about it."
    She blinked. She thought it had all been a weird dream.
    "Anyway, once you were officially a bride of Nasfron, you could undergo transformation, so they started just before you went into complete organ failure."
    "Good timing."
    "We thought so." He slicked his hands over her spine and cupped the curve of her hips. "Why me?"
    She didn't know how to answer that and when he began to caress her breasts she lost even more thoughts. "Um. You are funny, smart, handsome and you touched me voluntarily. The others didn't even want to give me a normal greeting."
    He sighed and scooted down to nibble his way over the slope of one breast, licking and sucking at the tip. "I could not stop touching you and I knew that if my scent was on you they would think twice before trying to press their suit."
    She threaded her fingers in his hair again as he worked lower, teasing and tasting. "You cheated? Why didn't you mention you were interested?"
    "I was not allowed to. My father considered it cheating. He was afraid that you would bond to me since I was the one that hauled you from the wreckage."
    "You haven't told me how that happened. I remember the ship hitting the water, the noise of the water pressure collapsing my pod. I still don't know why the pod didn't float to the surface."
    She was thinking her sentences to him as he worked his way down her belly, tonguing her navel as he spoke.
    "Your pod was trapped under the wreckage. You were washed up under the struts being pulled into the deep."
    She blinked as he parted her thighs and his talented tongue continued to work against her, a flicker of heat against the cool of the water that was her new environment.
    The wet heat of his tongue between the lips of her sex enticed her to raise her hips for more. She twisted on the soft pad of the bed and when he slid two fingers into her to tease and raise her tension, she moaned on every plane, psychic and physical. Bubbles came from her lips and she blinked in surprise.
    Ajax chuckled and fastened his lips around her clit, gently using his teeth on the swollen nub while his fingers stroked faster and faster, causing moan after moan to come out of her.
    He added a third finger and she shrieked at the feeling of fullness, arching off the bed and thrashing her head back and