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Marisa’s green eyes locked on him. “I…I don’t—”

He waited to hear her confess that she didn’t love him, that Pete was the only man she loved and that it was his children she’d only ever considered bearing. “It’s okay, Doc. I know that you don’t love me like you did Pete, but you should probably know that it’s too—”

Touching his face lightly, tears came to her eyes. “You’re right, I don’t love you like I loved Peter.”

Bradi tried to breathe, but he couldn’t get air to move into his lungs. He felt as if his entire world had just crumbled around him. He began to pull out of her and she grabbed his face hard.

“Dammit, Bradi, let me finish.” Tears ran down her cheeks as she stared up at him. “I don’t love you like I loved Peter. I love you more, way more, and if you think for one second that I’m going to trap you with a pregnancy to keep you with me, you’re wrong. I know how you like your freedom and I’d never try to hold you back.”

Bradi didn’t wait to hear what else she had to say. Slamming his mouth down on hers, he felt his cock twitch back to life. Still embedded in her warm body, he began to move once more.

Marisa countered his thrusts, rotating her hips ever so slightly, making him cry out in pleasure. He drilled into her hard and fast, needing to assure himself that this was real, that she was truly under him, accepting him, loving him.

They climaxed together and he didn’t pull out of her until he felt the last of his seed spew forth from his body. Marisa hit him upside the back of his head.

“Ouch, what was that for?”

“I just got done explaining that you couldn’t finish in me and you did it again. Are you really that stupid?”

“I am in love with you, Doc.” He stared down her. “Marisa, I have been in love with you since the day Pete introduced you to me. I tried to fight it. Hell, I attempted to find relief in every whorehouse from here to Earth, but I couldn’t do it. Every time another woman touched me, I thought of your eyes, your smile, your quick and generally sarcastic wit. I wanted to fuck you out of my mind but couldn’t get my body to respond.” He groaned as he admitted it all to her. “Woman, you messed with my head from day one and I couldn’t figure out why. When I realized that you were my mate…I had already done something so unforgivable that I was scared to tell you.”

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