On the verge of extinction after a long war, the women of Raskayen take the only chance to enlarge their population--they capture men from other worlds to use them in closed facilities. Restricted by rules, men are only for mating, not for love and the clan chiefs watch their groups of fertile males closely. In book two, Ferris meets some friends of old and learns that the clan chief wants him for good. Still there are rules even she cannot break.
She slipped her hands under the covers and smiled even broader when he moaned upon her touch. He lay back and closed his eyes. Dasha kissed his chest and relaxed with him, enjoying the closeness. He massaged her shoulders and gently let them travel down her spine. Only then did he realize her nakedness and opened his eyes.
"Surprised? Don't. I couldn't wait for you to wake up."
He kissed her lips and pulled her on his body. "Wake me for that every time. You're so beautiful."
"Hum, I like your looks, too. But more I like what you got in your head." She kissed his brow. "You are easy to love."
"Easy, hum?" Ferris intensified his caressing, keeping the thought to himself that no encounter would lead to a love he craved for. "You make it easy, don't you?"
"How are you feeling?" Dasha kissed his chest and throat, chuckling when he let go of his breath.
"I slept well. Must be the company." He kissed her nose. "I can forget about everything right now. Do you want me?"
Dasha laughed and caught Ferris's chin between her thumb and forefinger. "You're a dope, Ferris. If you don't take me right now, I'm going to force myself on you and take what I want!"
"Uh, that's a threat I truly can't bear!" Ferris tickled her back, and she wriggled in his arms, laughing like a child. They wrestled within the blankets and when Dasha was on top again she pinned him down with her hands on his shoulders. "No further resistance! I'm going to seriously devour you right now."
Ferris looked up to her, dropped his arms, and smiled mischievously. "Take me, mighty clan leader, take me as I am."
"Do you swear to not bite and beat me?"
"I'll be as kind as a young gronty, my love."
"That's a promise!" Dasha fondled his nose with hers, then began kissing him passionately.
