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"What?" she asked breathlessly when she found herself being lifted roughly.

"This is what," Vox growled out between gritted teeth as he stepped  forward and lifted her so she was forced to lift her legs and wrap them  around his waist.

Riley leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck as he pushed  into her with one powerful thrust, impaling her. Her screams were  muffled by his neck as he pulled back, gripping her thighs in his huge  hands before he thrust up into her again and again, moving faster and  faster until both of them were shaking. Riley felt her vagina clench and  begin to spasm in rippling waves as the heat of his cock rubbing back  and forth against her slick channel pulled on oversensitive nerves until  she was having one pulsing orgasm after another. Afraid someone would  hear the scream trying to burst from her lips, she leaned forward and  bit down hard on the curve between Vox's shoulder and neck instead. His  loud roar hurt her ears as he exploded deep inside her. She quaked as  the hot streams of his seed poured deep inside her. She felt him swell  to the point she moaned at the discomfort of it.

It feels like he is trying to lock himself to me and never let go, Riley thought in a daze.

"If it was possible, I would do it," Vox groaned out as his body jerked  over and over, uncontrollably. "I swear if it was possible I would lock  myself to you and never, ever let you go."

Riley had no idea she had muttered her thoughts aloud until he responded  to her. "I can feel you moving deep inside me," she whispered as a  light but consistent tugging pulled at her womb.

"I am giving you my cub, Riley," he admitted hoarsely. "You carry our young now."

Riley's head dropped to his shoulder as shock washed through her. The  tugging continued, as if he was trying to bury himself inside her. She  shivered as she replayed his words in her mind. Cubs, he was giving her  his cubs. In her mind, she had a mental image of her giving birth and  looking at a bunch of hairy kittens. She shook her head in disbelief.  That was impossible. They were two different species. There was no way  they could have babies!

Our baby, her cat purred in contentment as the tugging slowly faded.

Riley's head jerked up so fast she bumped Vox in the jaw. She stared at him with wide, frightened eyes. "Baby?"

Vox released her left thigh so he could brush her hair back as he  continued to press her body against the wall. "I was very excited. I  could not resist," he said with a mischievous grin.

Riley's eyes narrowed as she saw the smug grin on his face. "I hope you  are joking!" she growled out as she wriggled against him when the full  meaning of what he and her cat were saying sunk in.

His eyes closed as he felt her squeezing his cock as he pulled out of  her slowly. "No," he groaned as his cock slid free from her warmth. "I  can't wait to see you rounder than you already are," he murmured  squeezing her ass as she slid her legs down.

"Rounder than I already am? What the hell is that supposed to mean?"  Riley bit out, shoving him until his back hit the door of the closet  they were in. "I can't believe we just got it on like a couple of  teenagers in a … " She looked around the tiny room. "You fucked me in the  cleaning closet?" she asked in disbelief. "And what the hell do you mean  by rounder? Are you calling me fat? I want you to know I am not fat! I  have a mature, womanly figure is all," she said as she reached down,  grabbing her lacy boxers and sliding them up her legs with a wiggle.  "There is no way I can have a cub, by the way. It is physically  impossible. You are an alien, and I am human. Our DNA is totally  incompatible, making having babies out of the question," she added as  she pulled her top down.

Vox watched as Riley jerked her clothes on. His eyes followed her every  movement as she elbowed him in the gut while pulling her cute little  bottoms on. He had to duck as she lifted her arms to pull her top down  and grab a handful of her hair. She was breathing with quick, little  puffs like she was fighting for air.

"Pull your pants up!" she snapped out as she twisted her hair up into a  messy ponytail. "Everyone is going to know exactly what we were doing in  here!" she practically wailed as she felt the dampness between her  thighs from his seed.

He wasn't about to tell her most of the crew would already know, if not  from his roar, then from him dragging her into …  Vox grimaced when he  realized he had taken his mate in the small room reserved for cleaning  materials. She was also in the beginning stages of heat, making it  virtually impossible for him to ignore her even if he wanted to, which  he didn't. Every male on board could smell her. That was why he had been  trying to keep her contained. A female in heat could easily cause a  riot on board. Breathing in deeply, he could sympathize with the other  males. She smelled absolutely delicious, which was why he had either  Lodar or Tor guarding her when he couldn't be with her. They were the  only two he felt confident he could trust around her. Now that she was  with his cub, her scent would change, warning other males she was no  longer ready for breeding.

"If that wasn't enough, our combined scent would be enough to let them  know," he muttered under his breath, thinking about how no one could  mistake his claim now.

"What scent? Let them know what?" Riley demanded as she stared in horror as he refastened his pants.

"Riley, the Sarafin are cat-shifters. We have a very good sense of  smell. It is not unusual for males to be able to smell when other males  have had sex with a female," he explained.

"Are you telling me they can smell us? Together? What we just did?" she asked, feeling sick to her stomach.

"Of course," Vox replied, not understanding why she was so upset.

This would be worse than Todd Patterson at a high school dance. Then, he  and his friends had only thought about what they would do with her. If  what Vox said was true, all the warriors on board would know exactly  what they had been doing in the cleaning closet! Riley's face flamed at  the thought of all the men staring at her like she was some kind of  two-bit tramp. After all, it wasn't like she and Vox were married. That  was one of the things she had always sworn would happen before she gave  in to a guy. She looked at her bare finger, and tears formed in her  eyes. She had done it again. She had forgotten about her cardinal rule  to remain firm on a ring and marriage. It was true Vox had promised her  forever, but he hadn't followed it up with even a suggestion of either.  Now, he was talking about her having babies! It was her worst nightmare  coming to life. She was about to become a single mom just like her mom  and her grandma.

Vox frowned when he saw Riley's mouth tighten in hurt and determination.  "What is wrong? Do you not want my cub?" he asked, offended by her  denial of their compatibility and being upset that other males would  recognize his scent on her.

Riley pushed her hair out of her eyes where it had fallen and tried to  push the loose strands up into her ponytail. "I want a ring-and marriage  as soon as possible! I won't have any baby unless we are married."

Vox was not sure what this "marriage" was, but he knew one thing-she  would be having his cub with or without it. He took a menacing step  closer and growled down at her in warning. He would not tolerate her  thinking she would not carry his cub.

"You will carry my cub without ‘marriage.' You have no choice in the  matter; it is already done," he snapped, waving his hand curtly in front  of her face. "If you try to deny it, I will lock you up."

Riley's eyes flashed in fury. "Well, if you want a kid you have to marry  me first. If you don't, you can forget it! I'll be the only one  claiming her."

"You would try to deny me my heir?" he hissed out in disbelief. "I am  Vox d'Rojah, King of the Sarafin Warriors and leader of my people," he  snarled. "You will not tell me what to do! I tell you! It is time for  you to learn how to be submissive to me when I give a command!"

"I don't care if you are the President of the Universe!" Riley growled  back. "I am no one's submissive. If you want submissive, go practice  bending over and kissing your own ass in the mirror, because it won't be  me doing it."

"Guall's balls, Riley," Vox swore. "I have never allowed anyone to talk to me that way."

"Well, maybe if they did you wouldn't be such a horse's ass!" she snapped back.

"You will obey me in this, or I will make you," he vowed.

"You and whose army?" she snorted back. "I want a ring and marriage or I am totally out of here!"

Vox swore under his breath. He did not know what this "marriage" was or  why she suddenly wanted jewelry, but he would be damned by the Gods  before he gave it to her before she agreed to have his cub! How dare she  say she wouldn't have his son unless he gave her marriage! He could  understand the ring. Even the females of his world liked jewelry, but if  this "marriage" thing was something from her world, then she would just  have to wait. He would ask Viper to bring it back with him the next  time he talked to him. He would keep it safe, but he wouldn't tell Riley  about it until he had it in his hand and could force her to agree to  his terms. He wouldn't hand it over to her until he had her promise to  obey him. It was about time she learned he was the male and she was the  female. It was her place to do as he said!