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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.
It was a quality he found he didn’t appreciate. He couldn’t pleasure her. He couldn’t comfort her. He couldn’t seem to find a compliment she enjoyed. What the hell was he good for? She’d even tried to give back his gift, for Goddess’ sake!
Hot guy with a pleasure kink—check. A bit of a bad boy streak—check. Had his own fucking amazing space pirate ship—check, check, check. Damn, he was getting more extraordinary by the minute.
An errant pain sliced through her chest, knowing no woman had ever chosen to be married and live here. If she were actually in the market for a real husband, she wouldn’t mind living in the ship Fejo had so lovingly built.
Being vulnerable was giving somebody a weapon to use against you.
“You are important. You’re smart. And you’re honest. You’re important to me.”
Was that what it would take to win her over? Cutting himself open for her to see
Fejo was tired of feeling like this. Like all he was good for was as an experiment or messenger or hired hand.
He’d been bandaging the cuts to his soul for far too long now. Always being patient. Always seeking affection and approval.
What he wouldn’t give for somebody to be that devoted to him. To cry and beg and steal and cheat just so they could get back to him.
She was sure she must look an awful lot like the drowned girl from The Ring at that moment.
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.”
