brushing her lips softly against his. She heard him groan.
“What is this?” he began, but as he spoke, his mouth parted, and she took the opportunity to stroke her tongue inside. He tasted just as delicious here, and she hummed happily as she explored, carefully avoiding the sharp points of his fangs. She had barely gotten started when he seemed to catch on, and he immediately took over. He buried his hand in her hair, holding her in place as he plundered her mouth, his own much rougher tongue sending waves of excitement through her body as he demanded a response.
She felt a slight prick, then caught the hint of copper and realized he must have nicked her lip. He kissed her even more hungrily, using his other hand to rub her against the massive bar of his erection. The only thing separating her damp pussy from that heated length was the leather of his loincloth, and she tugged at it impatiently. When she finally encountered bare skin, he roared, and a sudden flood of heated liquid bathed her hand. Her immediate flash of disappointment was eased by the fact that he was still rock-hard beneath her hand. But then his body went still.
Could he have fallen asleep so quickly? She raised her head to look at him. His eyes were closed all right, but his head lolled to one side, and she realized that he wasn’t asleep. He was unconscious.
Chapter Ten
Panic assaulted Hanna as she scrambled quickly off Aidon’s lap. What had she done? She had known he was sick. How could she have attacked him that way? Not even a trace of liquor remained in her system to excuse her actions, but even without the alcohol, the attraction burned just as strongly. Pushing that knowledge aside to deal with later, she put a hand on his chest, his heartbeat reassuringly steady, as she tried to decide what to do.
For the first time, she took a good look at the ship. Calling it minimal would be an understatement. One side was lined with lockers, framing a bare desk with a video screen above it. The other side contained some banks of equipment she didn’t recognize. Two closed doors were on the back wall, behind where the landing ramp had folded up into the floor.
With an anxious look at Aidon, she went to explore. The first door opened into a narrow room that was recognizable as a small but functional bathroom. The other door opened into a bedchamber, the large built-in bed stretching the width of the ship. A large window was centered over the bed, and she could see distant stars whirling past. Could she get him back here? He would have to be more comfortable than slumped in the chair.
After returning to the front of the ship, she tried talking to him, shaking him, and even lightly smacking his face, but nothing she did caused a response. She tried lifting him further up in the chair, but after a few minutes of exertion, she had to give up. He was far too heavy to move.
Her next inspiration was to try reviving him with a wet cloth. She found another one of the towels in the bathroom and figured out how to work the controls enough to create a small trickle of water. The damp cloth didn’t work either, but when she flicked water on his face, his eyes finally opened, and she almost cried with relief.
His eyes were dazed, the normal solid black clouded with gray, but he blinked a few times and seemed to focus on her face.
“Saachi,” he murmured, a surprisingly sweet smile crossing his face before his gaze heated again. Her heart sank. He didn’t know who she was. The name he called her—was that his girlfriend? Perhaps even his wife? Everything had happened so quickly she had no idea if he was in a relationship or not. Shoving aside the surprisingly painful disappointment, she reminded herself of her purpose.
“Can you stand up? I think you would be better off in bed.”
The flames in his eyes intensified.
“Bed,” he agreed.
He tried to stand, but his legs wouldn’t hold him, and instead he collapsed forward, his head landing between her breasts as she tried to support him.
He made an odd sound, almost like a purr, and that rough tongue swept out to lick at her naked skin. The silk he had ripped earlier was no barrier as he nuzzled closer. She started to push him away, but