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My head is spinning and I’m only catching bits and pieces. I feel like I showed up to a movie two-thirds in.

“Would someone please tell me what I missed?” I interject loudly.

Tia smirks, but there’s no humor in her murderous eyes. “Some bitch that works for my Father hired the Cadus to get rid of me. Kill me, kidnap me, it didn’t matter. She wanted to cut off Father’s credit supply.”

I hold up a hand. “How do you supply credits exactly?”

She huffs. “I have a gift with language and he has ancient scrolls which hold boundless locations of commodities. Commodities that he sells to make an insane amount of credits.”

“Like, how much?”

“Well put it this way: he gave us this ship and the planet Taugon as payment for my work.”

“Holy shit!”

“Yeah. And because Ms. Conservative with her high-neckline-below-the-knee dress wants to escape Father and his insane ideas of how women should act, she put a fucking hit on me. On me!” Tia looks at Bastian. “Why the hell didn’t she just have them kill Father?” She throws her hands up in the air again, still ranting. “The fucking woman makes no damn sense!”

Hmmm. I make a firm mental note never to mess with Tia. She looks fit-to-be-tied and I have no doubt that if ‘Ms. Conservative’ was here, Tia would wrestle her to the ground and choke her with her bare hands. She’s that enraged.

Bastian circles her wrist with his hand and pulls her from the chair onto his lap. Stroking her hair away from her face, he tries to console her in a soothing voice.

“It’s over with now. Your father will deal with her.”

“I wish I could be there to see it.”

“My little fireball.” He grins fondly.

Tia leans forward and kisses him with all the gentleness of a raging hurricane. Bastian growls as he wraps his arms around her, standing, and pressing her against the wall. Hands roaming, groping, growls and grunts filling the silence…

I tear my wide eyes away when Moak says, “And with that, this meeting is adjourned.”

He smiles tightly, but his own erection is visibly straining against his pants.

My three guys stand, Vi’del taking my hand as we quickly leave them to it. I take another quick glance at Tia and Bastian; her hand is down his pants. My eyes widen further and I quickly turn my head and stare straight ahead. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine life on a space ship like this.

Hell, Captain Kirk wasn’t even that wild! I muse, half mortified and half aroused myself. He’d at least wait till he was alone in a bedroom with his latest conquest…

Silently, we head toward our own room. I can’t get over how casually and openly aggressive Tia is; apparently she just takes what she wants, when she wants it, regardless of who’s around her.

It’s invigorating. I know it’s affecting me and I’m pretty sure my three guys are also turned on by the primal display in the office…conference center… whatever they call it.

My insides heat up, the soreness forgotten. I don’t understand how anyone can want sex this often, but I want them now—all of them—anyway I can get them. My eyes shift sideways to Vi’del. Actually, I want him first.

A slow smile crawls across my face. Zeno is the only one who’s tamed my animal, as he calls it. But the other two haven’t. And I am totally up to the challenge.

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Myla

As soon as the door slides shut, I round on Vi’del and, taking a page from Tia’s book, plaster my body against his. Arms wrap around his neck, dragging his soft, luscious lips closer to mine until they collide together. His tongue moves seductively over mine, tasting of impatience and passion. Two strong hands squeeze my ass, and I hike one leg around his waist.

After all the sex we’ve had, you’d think the heat—the sheer, desperate need—would cool a little, but it’s only growing hotter with every passing day.

Hands from behind reach around and slip under my shirt. I refuse to break the kiss with Vi’del to see whether it’s Zeno or Tekil. Gentle fingers skim my stomach before moving upward, lightly pinching both nipples before cupping my heavy breasts. I moan into Vi’del’s mouth.

Another set of hands unbutton my pants, sliding them down my legs, and leaving me exposed (actually, I like to call it ready). One large finger teases my entrance before diving inside and doing what I wish one of them would do with his cock.

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