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his head back until his
neck was extended completely. Fleet doctor, brilliant specialist in
multi-species medicine, he was now nothing but a mass of raw nerve
endings, knowing and caring about nothing but the satisfaction of the
woman that had swallowed him up. Jun Seto was right; his duty was here
now. Jun Seto clutched at him for a few more times, Jun's own face betray-
ing Jun's excitement and desire as Jun Seto watched his body arch under
hers, and then Jun Seto withdrew, oblivious to his sobs, and stood over
him on the bed.
He could restrain himself no longer. "Lady!" he begged her. "Lady,
please . . . " His voice broke as he begged. "Lady . . . " But she
simply stood over him, looking down at him stretched beneath her, his
arms tense with their tendons standing out in clear relief as he
strained against the cords, fists gripping them. "Please," he whis-
pered. Jun Seto stood still for long agonizing seconds, moving only as
the bed swayed under Jun's from Julian's twisting and arching. Then,
she squatted slowly over him, again not taking him in despite his de-
sire, and picked up the silver jar again. This time, however, he
shook
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