Nakos had either died or he'd been shot with an elephant tranquilizer. Hihcebe, she'd slayed him. Without mercy. Helluva way to go, though.

Face buried in Amy's strands, breaths soughing, he held the side of her face. A part of him was worried she'd evaporate. Sex had never been like that for him. Ever. The connection? The link? The unprecedented amount of pleasure? Nothing like it.

He was probably crushing her, but he couldn't move. Sheer annihilation. Mind and body. ...