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He raised his head in time to see her reaching for Kalan. She caught him by the hips and pulled him close so she could take his cock into her mouth.
His brother cursed and bucked his hips as he cradled her head in his hands. Their gazes locked, and Kalan’s voice sounded inside his head.“Ours.”
Fyr’enth didn’t reply. He didn’t have to. This wasn’t just a moment of pleasure. It was the beginning of something that would change both of their lives.
Smiling, he leaned down to press an open-mouthed kiss to Hezza’s shoulder, letting the points of his fangs glide along her skin without hurting her.
When she moaned, he began to rock his hips in slow, easy thrusts, letting himself go deeper each time. Theulioil added new sensations, intensifying everything. It seemed to be doing the same for Hezza because he could hear cries, even muffled as they were by Kalan’s cock.
Soon, they fell into a back-and-forth rhythm. When one of them thrust into her, she’d be pushed toward the other one. The pattern held for several glorious minutes, but eventually the rhythm faltered as they all started to lose control.
He gripped her hips as he sped up his thrusts, driving deep into her channel as her inner walls gripped him tightly.
“Fraxx,” Kalan groaned as his vision filled with stars. He wouldn’t last much longer.
Fyr’enth grinned at him. “Bet you break before I do.”
Hezza reacted before he could. Her fingers sank into the flesh on his hips as she pulled him closer. She made a low, throaty humming noise he didn’t understand at first. What was she doing?
The answer became obvious when Kalan threw back his head and groaned theirmahaya’sname.
“I think she took that as a challenge.”
She hummed an affirmative noise that sounded likeuhhuhmm.
He slapped her lightly on the ass as he fucked her. That made her moan even louder, and Kalan’s control snapped. He bucked his hips against her face, his motions almost frenzied and his expression wild.
“Almost…” he groaned in warning.
Every female they’d been with had always pulled away at this point but not Hezza. She hummed again and reached between Kalan’s legs. Fyr’enth had no idea what she did, but the results spoke for themselves. His brother roared, his voice echoing off the walls as he came.
Fyr’enth withdrew, holding off his next thrust to give Hezza time to enjoy Kalan’s response before he drove his cock home with enough force that their bodies met with an audible slap. It didn’t take long for him to reach his own climax. He came hard, emptying himself inside her as he slumped over her back, covering her body with his.
Her release came mere seconds after his. She moaned, shook, and tensed as pleasure overtook her.
It took longer than he expected to gather up the shattered pieces of his mind and return to full awareness. His face was buried in Hezza’s hair, allowing him to breathe in her scent. He rose slowly before reluctantly withdrawing from her body.
“When I woke up this morning, I had no idea the night would end like this,” Hezza said. Her voice was breathy and low.
Kalan looked up to grin at him. “She thinks the night has ended.”
He caressed her hip and grinned back at his brother. “Oh,zana. No, this isn’t the end. This is just the beginning.”
CHAPTER 14
Anyone who traveledthe void knew that time moved differently there. The distance between stars was too immense with no landmarks to pass. Day and night were meaningless constructs marked by the dimming of the lights at a certain time. Crews learned quickly that the only way to avoid losing track of the days and stumbling around in a fugue was to stay busy.
Hezza was pleased that Kalan and Fyr’enth embraced this new way of life with surprising ease. She’d been worried that after a lifetime of enforced idleness and restrictions, they would struggle with the unending list of chores that filled most of their waking hours.
She ensured that they had enough downtime to watch vids and read through the ship’s database of information on any topic that caught their interest, but otherwise, something was always needing their attention.
By the second day, it was clear that the ship ran better with a crew to help her manage things. By the third day, she wondered how she’d managed to do it without them.
They had the size and strength to accomplish things she couldn’t have. While they didn’t have the skills or knowledgeneeded to make the repairs themselves, they were eager to learn. She taught them everything from how to bang out dents to overhauling the hydraulics that controlled the heavy hatches, which sealed the ship in case of a breach.
As she moved through the ship, she saw the changes, and it made her smile. TheGambitfelt alive again, and so did she. Was it thesharhal? In part, yes. She was riding high on endorphins, pheromones, and mind-meltingly good sex. That wasn’t all of it, though. Shelikedthem. They were good, decent beings with personalities that were a mix of hard edges and surprising innocence.
Did she still have doubts? Some. But it was hard to be cynical when things were going so well.
