“What we share is real, Khosana,” he murmured. “There is nothing that makes more sense than what lies between us. If I could choose anyone, I would choose you. I would pick you out of a crowd of thousands. Your Drae calls to me. Please, my love, please . . .” He reached a hand around and rested it at the base of my throat, spanning his fingers above my breasts. “Tyrrik,” I gasped. He turned me, and I had no thought to resist as his arms circled my waist and pulled me flush to him. I
