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longer, neither of them would be so on the edge because there would have

been relief available on the ship.

The current situation was just plain damned inconvenient.

Two more months would start to take its toll. Two more months with a

gorgeous female companion spelled pure torture if they couldn’t touch her,

especially someone as intriguing as Aspen Thorne. Manual release just

wasn’t enough, not with a beautiful woman around fueling their libido.

“I agree.” Trey dropped into a chair so maybe his height wouldn’t be so

imposing and to hide his growing arousal. “The words force and sex don’t

fit together in my opinion. However, to make an argument for our side, I’d

like to point out you don’t know what you’ve been missing.”

“And you are just the males to show me, I suppose.” She folded her

arms across her chest, the body language as unmistakable as the sarcastic

observation.

“Let’s just say I’ve never had any complaints.” He gave her an

irreverent wink.

“I’m sure you’d find my inexperience boring.”

“I’m sure I wouldn’t. I think you’re very beautiful, Lieutenant, if a little

on the icy side. Thawed out a bit, I’d bet you’d make one hot female in bed.

As for experience, no worries. Just lie back and spread your legs. We’ll take

care of the rest.”

Aspen Thorne didn’t seem to know how to respond to his blunt

suggestion. She’d been blushing since the governor mentioned the

regulation and the color in her smooth cheeks deepened even more. “That’s

very romantic, Pilot.”

“Are we talking about romance?” he asked mildly. “I thought we were

talking about sex. It’s not the same thing.”

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“I agree. Maybe that’s why I haven’t found a male yet I felt strongly

enough about to share the experience.”

So the lovely lady had a hidden sentimental streak under that practical

cool exterior. Trey elevated his brows and got back to his feet, well aware of

Larik watching in amusement as he poured a glass of wine from a tall, cool

bottle. As Trey walked toward her, he registered the flare of panic in her

eyes but Aspen stood her ground. He said softly, “I can be damned

romantic, Lieutenant.”

“Don’t put yourself out, York.”

“It’s in a good cause, so no trouble, ma’am.” He reached for her and felt

the tension in her slender body as he slowly pulled her into his arms but she

didn’t resist. The soft feminine feel of her next to him sent his nerve-endings

on full alert. His cock, already stiff and high, pulsed.

Hell yes, he was going to make her want it. He didn’t care much about

the regulation or her sense of obligation to follow the rules. The truth was,

the minute he saw her he’d wanted her and his determination to fulfill that

goal was pretty high now that it was actually within his reach.

He stared into her eyes and then let his lashes drift down as he lowered

his head. She didn’t fight it when he took her mouth, but neither did she

participate when he kissed her with every bit of finesse learned from years

of experience with a variety of different females.

At least she didn’t participate
at first
. He stroked his tongue into her

mouth and felt the first shiver of response with a sense of easy triumph,

keeping the kiss tender and gentle. One of her hands came up to rest on his

chest, palm flat, as if she would push him away, but she didn’t. He splayed

his fingers on the graceful curve at the base of her spine and nestled her

against his rampant erection. He tangled the other hand in her silky hair.

The stiffening of her body told him she felt every hard inch of his erect

cock. Briefly he broke the kiss, sliding his mouth along her cheek to whisper

in her ear. “You have all the power here, Lieutenant. Feel my need?”

“It’s a little hard to miss, Pilot.” The reply was tart, but she didn’t try

and pull away.

“Hard is the operative word.” He gave a muffled laugh and kissed her

again, with the same care and patience, a slow dance of tongue to tongue, of

exploration and persuasion.

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When he lifted his head they were both out of breath and he thought he

might ejaculate just from holding her close. He wondered if Armada was

having fun watching, and glanced over. The engineer stood negligibly by the

small counter in the galley, sipping a glass of wine, but his brilliant blue

gaze was fastened on them and the bulge at his crotch showed a definite

enthusiasm for Trey’s efforts with their gorgeous roommate. They’d shared

females before, so this wasn’t a new game, though normally they were

willing women, eager for sex, not a virginal military officer with an obvious

reluctance to let go of that reserve she used like a shield.

“This is where you tell me to go sit back down. Otherwise, we take this

to the next level.” It took Trey a great deal of effort to make the offer and he

didn’t let her go, gazing down at her face.

“If I say no now, I still doubt my ability to keep you two at arm’s length

for eight weeks. Let’s not forget you could report me for failure of duty.”

An edge of resignation colored her voice.

Was she looking for an excuse to give in? Trey had to wonder, feeling

the erect tips of her breasts against his chest through the thin material of the

garments provided. Her body responded, whether or not she liked the

situation. He caressed the small of her back in a slow circle, keeping her

loosely against him. In a way, he didn’t blame her for feeling pushed into a

corner because the minute the governor brought up 051, it was like being

issued an order.

Still, if she said no, he’d back off. With the looming threat of two

months of captivity staring him in the face however, he took her answer as

an oblique yes. “Let’s move into the berth then,” he suggested, unable to

keep the husky note out of his voice. “You’re going to like this, Lieutenant.

My word on it.”

* * * *

Had she agreed?

She wasn’t sure. Those tender kisses had thrown her completely off

course. He
could
be romantic, damn him, at least in a physical sense. Who

would ever think a cocky military flyer could summon up that type of

finesse. She’d met dozens and would never have anticipated it.

“Look, Pilot—”

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“Call me Trey.” His mouth swooped down and took hers again in one of

those devastatingly hot kisses.

This situation wasn’t the one she expected when she got the set of

orders to accompany and assist Armada on Rapt One. Aspen was all too

aware of the bed with some measure of apprehension, but it was tempered

by York’s self-assurance and the persuasive way he kissed her. Larik

Armada carried that same air of easy confidence and in the two weeks alone

with them on the transport, she’d discovered she actually liked both males.

They were intelligent, had a sense of humor, and before this, had been

carefully respectful.

What happened next would change the dynamics of their acquaintance

beyond a shadow of a doubt. She couldn’t help but wonder how her father,

with his strict sense of military discipline, would feel about her predicament.

On the one hand, he would have every expectation she would fulfill her

duties. On the other hand, he
was
her father and she somehow doubted he

would enjoy the idea.

Well, he was back on Minoa, serving the government there, and she was

here.

With effort, she leaned back, breathing erratically. Unfortunately, Trey

knew exactly how he affected her from the faint, attractive smile on his

talented mouth.

His hands caressed her waist. “Since you haven’t done this before, let

me start by telling you naked is better. Lift your arms.”

The request, given in a low sexy tone, was accompanied by a tug that

pulled the less than adequate shirt she wore upward. Aspen let York pull it

over her head, trying to fight the embarrassment she felt over being both

half-naked in front of them and that her breasts felt tight and full. Her

nipples actually tingled.

Warm hands cupped her flesh, lifting, weighing. “Very nice,

Lieutenant.” Trey’s gaze was heavy as he fondled her, rubbing her nipples

with palms, cradling her breasts with reverent care. “These are some

spectacular tits.”

“I’m glad you approve.” The sarcasm in her tone was offset by a

breathless gasp as he rubbed a thumb over one taut crest. Sensation streaked

down to center between her legs and she wasn’t prepared for the pleasurable

rush of moisture. His long fingers looked dark against her paler skin.

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“I think she likes that.” Larik Armada spoke in his usual amused drawl.

He’d set aside his drink and she felt him move up behind her. Warm lips

grazed her nape as he lifted her heavy hair and nuzzled the back of her neck.

“Let’s get the rest off.”

By the stars, there were two of them, one of her, and they both dwarfed

her in size. Feeling outnumbered and out of her depth, Aspen was a little

weak in the knees. York pulled loose the drawstring tie on the lightweight

pants provided and eased the material down past her hips. It pooled on the

floor and her whole body felt flushed as they both stared at her.

“Oh, hell yes.” Trey York raked her bared body with a scorching glance.

His crystalline eyes glittered. “That’s pretty much what I’ve been

imagining.”

“We both have, let’s face it. Let’s move to the bed.” Armada lifted her

with what seemed like effortless ease, carried her into the sleeping chamber,

and deposited her on the cool linens of the bed provided for just what they

wanted from her. He leaned over, one arm braced on either side of her body,

and his mouth brushed hers, lifted and then settled back in a long, leisurely

kiss. Vaguely she was aware Trey took off his clothes, but her whole world

seemed to be the seductive pressure of Larik’s mouth and the light, teasing

sweep of his tongue.

At twenty-five, even if she hadn’t been to bed with any of the dozens of

men who tried to get her there, she’d been kissed often enough. Before now,

she hadn’t really thought much of the process. These two seemed have a

special talent or a hell of a lot of practice. Maybe both. There was no doubt

she was beginning to feel strangely unafraid of what was going to happen, a

languid sense of enjoyment replacing her trepidation.

She felt pressure on her thighs, easing them apart. Trey’s palms were

gentle but insistent. “Spread open, Lieutenant. I promise you’re really going

to melt down over this. I’ve yet to meet a female who doesn’t.”

She was innocent physically, but not uneducated. Men and women

pleasured each other orally, but she had no idea of the exact sensation. Larik

continued to kiss her, exploring her mouth, and one of his long-fingered

hands stroked her bared breast, playing with the erect nipple. But at her jerk

of reaction over the first warm lick across her labia, he chuckled and broke

away.

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His sapphire eyes held both fire and the usual teasing glint. “I don’t

want to distract you. Just enjoy. If you’ve never climaxed, I’m glad I’m

going to get to see your first time. Relax and let it happen.”

Trey’s dark head nestled between her open legs, his mouth grazing her

pussy. Aspen wasn’t sure if it shocked or aroused her. Both probably. His

long fingers parted her folds and he made a low sound in his throat as he

laved the sensitive exposed tissue.

She thought for a moment she would go through the ceiling as he found

a spot that made sweat prickle out over her skin.

It felt…incredible.

“Now this is one sweet pink little clit.” He opened her further and she

could feel the coolness of the air on that vulnerable bundle of nerves. With a

light exhale, he blew across it.

Aspen fought an undignified moan. When he began to tease her clitoris

with the tip of his tongue, the sound escaped anyway. Pleasure washed over

in warm waves, like the thermal heated seas of Minoa, lapping, enveloping,

consuming.

She spread her legs wider and arched her back, panting as her whole

body quivered. Trey continued the erotic assault, first licking until the room

seemed to spin, and then moving downward to spear his tongue into her

opening, invading her pussy with sexy, hot strokes before moving upward

again to circle her clit.

Something incredible happened. She could feel it in her breasts, in the

tense coil in her stomach, and in the pulsing need between her legs. Two

strong hands cupped her ass and lifted her hips and he pressed his mouth

fully against her and suckled.

Her world tore apart. The savage pleasure shot her into space and she

shut her eyes at the power of it, her body shaking uncontrollably as

something snapped and broke and she let out a primal, unrestrained scream

of enjoyment. The contractions in her vagina rippled over and over and she

fought for breath, the exquisite sensation so acute she could not believe it.