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Sarah Anders is having a rough time, but will slavery, mating, and a teary parting compound the terror of a Dhemonic Mother-In-Law?

Sarah Anders is a Scorcher. She specializes in burning plague victims to make worlds habitable again. When her ship is captured and her body sold to slavers she knows it is just a matter of time before the Alliance comes for her. She had never imagined that she would be sold as a breeder, or that her new mate would be a man she could respect. Athon Kellan is a creature of mixed blood. His Dhemon appearance is at odds with his Azon mating drive, but together they make him one hell of a fighter. When they come together it is out of neccessity, but will their joined bodies entwine their fates?

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“No race is sacred here and no woman free.”

“I was told that he was buying a breeder, but if he isn’t producing slaves, what does he need one for?”

Her shadowy companion rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “For me. I am soon to hit my breeding time and he needed a compatible female so that I would not injure any of his regular workers. It is the Azon blood that drives me thusly.”

She took a moment to absorb that. He wasn’t here by his free will either, but he was about to go berzerk with the need to mate. She had read all of the monographs on the topic. “Uh-huh. I notice that you have clothing on. Is there any available for me?” She doubted it. The easiest way to expedite a mating was to have the female naked and receptive at all times.

“You can use one of my tunics to cover up if you wish.”

He stood up, and up, until her neck couldn’t lean far enough back to keep him in view from the ground she was sitting on. His Dhemon manners in action. He had firm tight buttocks that flexed as he walked and she was shivering by the time he was back.

“Are you cold?”

Feeling the first stirrings of lust was more likely, but she answered a calm, “Yes. Thank you.” The tunic was a serviceable grey that ended at her knees so she knew it hit him at his upper thigh. There was enough material that she could drag her knees up to her chest under it and be completely covered. “So, when is the mating fever going to hit you?”

“Any day now. That is why Meyi bought you now. He wants to keep you close so that he can still have me fighting in the pit without interruption.”

Making up her mind, she stood. “I am a practical girl, if I am not getting out of here in the next week I am going to have to face you at your most determined. Is it alright if I get used to you first?”

“Used to me how?”

“Sit on your bunk and let me approach you. I don’t bite.”

His teeth flashed. “I do.”

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