Natalie woke to absolute quiet. Even before she opened her eyes, she knew something was different, that her life would never be the same again. She frowned, trying to remember. Moaning, she drew the patchwork quilt over her. When her muscles protested, memories of Zacar making wonderful, soul-destroying, and relentless love to her the night before flashed through her mind. That, and he'd bitten her. That damn bossy alien had lulled her with pleasure, and then bit her with teeth the size of boulders.
A woman shouldn't have to deal with more than one thing the morning after being...fucked senseless. She cringed a bit at the crude word but it described the previous night perfectly. Gripping the quilt with shaking fingers, she peeked over her shoulder and sagged in relief and a little disappo
