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Rok escorted Lily into one of the guards’ sleeping chambers he’d selected as their own. They’d spent the most of the planet rotation convincing the humans that Zandia was the promised land, and all they needed to do to earn their freedom was to help win it for Zander. Though doubt lingered in the air, it wasn’t as if they had any other options or choices. Lily just hoped, after they received fair treatment, they would come to believe.
“You have to the count of five to get those clothes off,” Rok growled, his eyes glowing deep-violet with desire.
Her gaze flicked to his stiffened horns then dropped lower to the considerable bulge in his flight pants. He’d been sending her hungry looks all planet rotation, along with keeping her pinned to his side at all times as if he feared she might
