Using Fejo (Clecanian, #5)

by Victoria Aveline

Breathtaking Vanessa, From the research I’ve done, I expect this model will suit you much better. Think of me when you use it. Your arrogant admirer

He could finally have someone. A companion. Someone who didn’t look at him and only see what they could get.

Fejo bolted upright, unable to tear his gaze away from the mating marks now covering his hands.

“I can’t let you go, Vanessa,” he growled into her skin. “I know you don’t feel it, but you’re mine now. I’m yours. I can’t… I won’t…”

“You’re a part of me too. I just meant things are more complicated now. We”—she emphasized the word, and his skin buzzed, his mind unable to comprehend what she was saying—“need to figure out how to make this work. Either I need to go to Earth alone and somehow find my way back, or you need to go there with me. I’m not leaving them.” She placed her other hand on his cheek, leaning into him with a soft smile. “But I’m not leaving you either.”