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only a thin, dirty loincloth. I could now see the outline of his own large erection tenting the material…
    Gods no, I thought.  Now, I shivered, feeling a real chill of fear such as I hadn’t felt until this vile one had shown up.
    My captor only seemed to ignore his comments. “Rakh, as your captain I tell you I am pleased with your piloting of the ship. You and copilot Tinnee have done a fine job, and the Patrol will not be able to track us, I am sure.” He nodded towards the younger pirate in the fl ight suit, who grinned broadly and bowed with a flourish. “Accept my praise and do not taint this victory.”
    But Rakh shook his head. “Words are no reward. You should have brought females for all of us. Come, let us enjoy these for as long as they last.”
    “No,” my captor said. “They’re not for sharing. We shall find mates for you all soon… I have promised that, jarr.”’
    From beside us, Gall added: “This little one is mine. I have claimed her and she has accepted the claim. We shall bond. Do not put your filthy snout near her.” And he snarled at Rakh, who jerked back from the younger wolf’s warning.
    Rakh sniffed at the air. “I smell her desire. But she does not smell like a bonded female. You have not claimed her yet, not with your cock. I think she is too delicate to survive that, jarr?”
    “I shall prove my claim right here and bond with her!” Gall proclaimed. “In front of the pack, as is our way!”
    Prove it right here? I wondered what he meant, but I suspected what he had in mind was no meek wedding with vows and flowers.
    For her part, Emily reached up and stroked one of Gall’s furry shoulders. She smiled dreamily and adoringly at the aggressive male who had announced his claim upon her.
    “Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, staring into Gall’s amber eyes. “Claim me.”
    Rakh snorted in derision at Gall. “She is too small to be a mother of Star Wolves, fool. You make a poor choice.” Then, the old wolf turned back to me. “What of this one, jarr? She is bigger, stronger, she might give us some fun. No one claims her, yes?”
    My captor growled in warning. “You can see that I hold her close. Do not mock your Alpha, Rakh… You have sorely tested me already.”
    But Rakh extended one scarred, clawed hand towards my cheek.
    My captor snarled and batted it away before the old one could touch me.
    Rakh squealed. “You have no claim on her, Alpha or not… I can see that this one is not like the other. There is uncertainty in her eyes. Her soul has not surrendered. She is not to be bonded. And thus, we all shall use her!”
    “I DO claim her!” my captor bellowed in a voice that brooked no challenge. It made me feel warm again, chasing away the chills.
    I wanted his protection… I enjoyed his arms on me, holding me secure.
    But to surrender my heart, mind and soul as it seemed Emily had… I had spent too long steeling myself against the charms of men to allow that.
    I was flattered and excited by my captor’s words… But resentment still smoldered deep inside me.
    But Rakh was still not satisfied. “She has not accepted your claim, she will not be your mate. Thus I say she is mere chattel. The boys need to rut. Leave her to our play!”
    “I will mark her now,” my captor announced with a throaty rumble in his voice. “This mark is my claim, and to challenge my claim is death.”
    So now he was going to mark me? I had no idea what that would mean…
    With his free hand, he drew back my thick hair from my l eft ear. Then, his mouth glided over my neck, leaving a trail hot and moist on my vulnerable flesh.
    He could tear into me now and rip out my jugular, I thought. Quick and easy as a wolf taking down a deer.
    But as confused as I was, and though I couldn’t exactly say I trusted him… I didn’t think he would harm me, really. Not like that.
    He drew his mouth upwards to my ear. His tongue tickled the opening, and I giggled inadvertently.  Then,