At that time, Chozo had seen nothing of the way he’d invaded her with his fingers and tongue. This time, Zar wanted to do more to Si-Moon’s body. He wanted her to feel every inch of him. But there was only a few steps to walk before Chozo would come upon them. Zar did not want the Heronas stumbling on something he was too young to see.

Si-Moon did not seem to share his concerns. She stared at his lips and edged closer.

Zar stepped back, his voice a dark growl. “My heras, you must restrain yourself.”

She pouted slightly, unbothered by his warning. Zar stared at her lips. It was in the perfect position to be sucked and nipped. Did she know this? Did she do it intentionally?

Si-Moon glanced up at him beneath her lashes, the picture of seduction. She slid her fingers behind the waistband of his pants, flirting with the hardness that saluted her.

Zar’s eyes bugged.

This female…

Unable to contain himself, he swooped down and captured her lips. Si-Moon’s little gasp of surprise made him suck on her harder. Zar pushed her against the wall, holding her chin up with one hand and grasping her waist with the other.

His pants tightened so hard he could not breathe. This female had captured his heras completely. He would die for her. He would lay his life down to make her smile.

I want her as my mate.

Zar struggled to control himself, but Si-Moon wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body flush against his. Her head tilted and she opened her mouth immediately, almost begging for his tongue’s invasion.

He smelled her desire rising on the air. Her hips bucked against his hardness. She dug her fingernails into the nape of his neck and met his passion with unbridled chaos.

His female was ready for him.

Zar’s hand slipped beneath her tunic and slid over her thighs to spread them apart. Desperation made his touch harder and rougher. Her moans filled the air and he used his tail to muffle her groans.

Si-Moon shuddered and bit down hard on his tail as her back arched and her pleasure spilled from her body. Zar captured the female’s mouth, swallowing every gasp she made until they were muted.

Blood pumped through his chest.

Instincts clamored for more of her. For all of her.

Must claim her heat.

It wasn’t enough to taste it on his tongue.

To tease it with his fingers.

He wanted inside his female so badly.

His mind rushing, tilting and whirling, Zar forced himself back. Si-Moon looked at him with eyes full of trust. He felt the weight of it and knew in his heras that she had chosen him as he had chosen her.

Over Clavas.

Over the Healer.

Over his tribas.

Zar would find some other way to save his species. He would stop at nothing to wage war against the Heronas who had Clavas and the Healer in their clutches.

But he would take his female.

Because she was Si-Moon.

Because she was his.

He would protect her with his life. He would put her above all others. He would stay true.