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He’d taken liberties. Invading her personal space. He didn’t need to see his optic to know how much he’d wanted to feel and taste her. Her responses and scent in the air encouraging him on. Rock hard for her, he didn’t have to ‘force’ it. And the fact that she was alone and waiting on him pushed him to get back.

Not liking that she was alone.

Checking as he went that no one else was around.

The lights now out on the truck he didn’t need them to find it again. Its position engrained in his data banks.

Parking the bike to rear, he sat and waited, letting the night wash over him, using his audio and optic to zoom in and out in the landscape around them for several miles.

Seeing nothing he took himself off to the river and washed the fight from him before going back and listening to Betty sleep, his optic showing his comfort in her sleeping safely. Staying there until he heard her cry out. Going to her door he connected to the cars hub and unlocked it. Standing in the doorway watching as she struggled with something in her sleep.

His name slipping from her lips in fear. The car stinking of it. Climbing in it was tight quarters but he managed to get on his back lifting her onto him. And almost immediately, she calmed and fell back into a more restful sleep.

He was playing with fire but couldn’t help it while she needed the comfort of knowing he was there; it was against his better judgment but he couldn’t deny her. The fight and blood obviously having unsettled her.

Holding her to him it was a dangerous game he was playing. If he became attached, bonded without a declaration of intent and acceptance from her, there was a chance he’d be bonded and rejected. There was only one outcome then. He’d imprint on her and pine away for her. Dying himself without the bonding completing.

He couldn’t let that happen.

He had his duty to the Empire. He didn’t need to see it on his optic.

And he couldn’t be what he wasn’t.

He’d done this as there really was no other choice if he was to give his brothers time to make a decision, but he was no hero.

The hours passed her moving over him time and time again, relieving pressure on her body and getting comfortable again. And knew the moment she started to wake, her sleep getting lighter, her body stirring. Instinctively rubbing her face on his chest she clung to him, holding him to her.

Her heat rising along with her wakefulness.

Her sigh in the air. Her scent building surrounding them both.

Furi knew the moment her scent was in the air that it was full of need.

The apex of her thighs damp against his own.

He was getting harder by the second. At the first movement of her body he held her still, his hand on her lower back to hold her in place. Not that it made much difference, she was moving on him searching for her own desires. Brushing against his cock as she did so.

Needing some distance, he held and turned her onto her back. Gently placing her on the fabric of the seat. Nestled between her legs he needed to wake her. “Betty. Wake. You’re dreaming.”

Stirring she instinctively lifted her legs higher around his waist, her hands caressing down his back and holding his butt to her. The friction almost more than he could bear. Rubbing against him he didn't need to read his optic to see that precum was seeping from him. Or that he wanted to be buried in that heat. But there was no point to that. She didn't want him as a Mate and he would be leaving. Grinding herself to him he nearly lost it.

“Betty!Wake!”

Stirring she murmured awake. A denial of sorts that what she was dreaming had stopped. Then he felt her blinking and she stilled registering where she was. Slowly opening her eyes she gazed up at him.

“Not dreaming then…” She whispered to herself more than him. Her face flamed with embarrassment. He could see her want and need and now her embarrassment at being caught. But there was no denial there and this was not her fault entirely.

He’d got in with her. “No. You were dreaming before when I got back, restless, your fear in the air. My name called out in fear. As soon as I got in you settled, each time I tried to leave, you became upset. So I stayed.”

“And you’re over me now because?”

“You were laying on me and started dreaming of sex, riding my leg. I turned you to stop you. I knew you wouldn’t like to wake to that.”

“4 and the others say I need to get laid, take a husband who can give me what I need.”

“Do you need fucking Betty? If you do, you’re going to have to ask me.”

“Well that’s embarrassing.”

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