They didn’t have time. Any moment, Hauk and Mordacity could return.

Still, he couldn’t withdraw from her. It’d been too long since he’d last been with anyone.

Way too long, now that he thought about it. But what choice did he have? He couldn’t afford to let anyone in to his screwed up life.

And yet Jayne had crawled inside him far deeper than anyone else. Maybe it was because she was silent to him.

With her, it was all discovery. Exploration.

The taste of her that lingered on his tongue.

Jayne pulled back, her gaze fixed on him as if nothing else existed. Before he could think or move, she nestled against his chest. Her arms wrapped around his ribs and a tightness he hadn’t noticed eased with her touch.

Her breasts pressed against him, and her hands fell way too close to the part of him that ached to merge with her.

Damn it . . .

How could he be this hungry for a woman who was supposed to end him?

Hell, at the rate they were going, he might die for want of her.

Her one hand dipped lower still and wrung a moan from deep within his soul.

“That’s what I want to hear.” She breathed against his ear.

In that moment, Hadrian felt his control slipping. “Jayne . . . you’ve no idea what you’re unleashing.”

“You won’t hurt me.”

She had no idea. One of the reasons he’d avoided sex as much as he could was what happened when Trisani were intimate. “It’s not that.”

Jayne gasped as she felt an unbelievable surge against her entire body. It was electric . . . like a thousand different tongues all over her. But more than that, she could feel Hadrian inside her even though they were both completely dressed.

Her heart hammering, she came instantly.

When she met Hadrian’s gaze, she saw that odd shade of blue that meant his powers were active.

“What just happened?”

“That is why my people are enslaved when they find us.”

“Can you feel it?”

“Normally, but not with you. I can only see the pleasure on your face.”

Holy shit . . .

He started to pull away.

Jayne stopped him. “Where are you going?”

“Figured you were done with me.”

She shook her head slowly. “Are you kidding?” Slowly, she slid from his lap and took his hand.

Don’t do this . . .

But it was too late. There was no way she could stop now.

Not to mention the fact that she didn’t want to. So, she led him to the small bedroom.

Hadrian was completely stunned by her actions. More stunned that he’d lost control with her. Gauduley. That was the Trisani term for when one was so attracted to another that they lost control of their powers.

It could be dangerous. An unfettered Tris could accidentally reach out. It was why his race had always prided itself on utmost control. Why they couldn’t afford to let down their guard.