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me?"
    "I'm not a normal human,
Zane." She laughed harshly. "I don't know what the hell I am, what
I'm capable of, but I'm dangerous. That's why I keep people at a
distance. If I don't feel, then it's easier to maintain control. I
have to stay in control, Zane. What's happening to my body right
now isn't normal." She gripped his hands and prayed he would
listen, and yet dreaded the moment he would turn and
leave.
    He placed his palm on her
cheek and she leaned into it. "I trust you, Katarina. The woman who
reached out to a man in a nightmare would never harm me." Zane
grinned. "Unless I deserved it."
    She hiccupped a laugh that
mixed with tears she refused to shed. She pressed the heel of her
hand to her head, which throbbed from the effort to think
rationally. "I don't understand. My emotions are yo-yoing all over
the place and yet not one light has flickered. No glass has
exploded. I haven't fried the apartment's circuitry."
    "Ah."
    Katarina lifted her hand
from her head and stared at Zane. "What?"
    "You're describing
telekinetic energy. I've heard of a few species with such
abilities, although it's never been seen in humans." He pulled her
close, fitting her body against his. Her breath expelled in a shaky
moan that she tried to disguise, but failed.
    Zane laughed low and husky.
"That's where the energy is channeling. You can't bind energy. It
can be stored, but as the pressure builds, sooner or later it must
be released. Am I not right?"
    "I skip sleeping for a few
days. It's the only safe way I've found to expel the
energy."
    Zane smiled slowly,
seductively. "I think there's another, much more pleasurable
way."
    "Are you
certain?"
    "Take a chance."
    Katarina laughed high and a
little shrill. "Your life isn't a game, Zane."
    "No, it isn't, but you
can't be afraid to experience life." He tilted her chin up. "Do you
want me?"
    "Yes."
    "Let it be as simple as
that. From the moment you told me to shut up, I was
hooked."
    Katarina smiled, stood on
tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck and brought his mouth down
to hers. This time she gave herself to the feelings inside her. She
ceased fighting the tide of desire. She met his passion with a fire
stoked high and hot. Zane lifted her up into his arms and she
squealed in surprise.
    "I can walk
Zane."
    He lowered his mouth to
hers and kissed her until she moaned and writhed in his arms. "Sure
about that?"
    "Maybe not," she replied
with a grin.
     
    ***
     
    Zane entered a room
dominated by a massive bed covered with fluffy pillows and a thick
azure coverlet. He subdued the urge to throw her on the bed and
bury himself in her. Instead, he set her on her feet. He lingered
over every kiss, every sigh, wanting every moment to last,
especially now, their first time together.
    Zane tried to leash his
passion, but Katarina drove their kisses deeper in a feverish
tasting of lips and tongues, until they were yanking and pulling at
each other’s clothing. Her hands fumbled with his coverall and he
stopped short of gripping the fabric of her dress in his hands and
ripping it up the middle. He laughed and moved Katarina's hands
aside. He undid the closure so he could feel her hands on his bare
chest.
    Katarina paused in the act
of lifting her dress over her head. "Zane, I haven’t done this
before."
    Zane couldn’t stop the
idiotic grin. "Oh, really?"
    A hint of a frown creased
her brow. "Do you mind?"
    "I don’t mind, rahmali o
mi."
    Her dress landed on the
floor and they met in another feverish kiss. The pleasure and
rightness of her body both aroused and comforted him. Selfish or
not, he had to have her. He tore his mouth away from hers, eager to
taste more of her flesh. She stepped back and stripped off her
undergarments. When the last item hit the floor, a pink strappy
thing that showcased her breasts, he sensed her mental barriers
vanish. One moment he could read nothing and the next, like a flash
flood, joy and passion washed over him, through him, and his own
shields melted away.