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up.” A subtle glance at Set showed him nodding. She tingled, aware she’d pleased him.
    Nu rubbed his chin thoughtfully and glanced from Anin to Set. “The lav’s through the middle door. Set, I need to talk to you.”
    Anin made her escape. Inside the lav, she took her time addressing her needs. Once again, without asking for permission, she took the initiative and made use of their crude shower. It worked with water, not solar rays. But it felt good all the same. She washed herself but couldn’t find a blower to dry off. Using the large towel draped over a bar, she wiped the excess water from her skin and wrung out of her hair. She really didn’t want to wear the same overshirt she’d just taken off. It was covered in dust.
    Wrapping the towel around her, she pondered what to do about clothing when Nu opened the door. He stared at her, his eyes blazing.
    “I thought you might need something to wear.”
    Anin didn’t know what to say, but she did know it wasn’t appropriate of Nu to barge in. “Thanks, but you might have knocked.”
    He shrugged. “It’s my house.”
    She frowned, aware of a sense of danger that hadn’t before been present. “Where’s Set?”
    “He’s working off a good rage. Little shit thinks he can trick me into doing what he wants. Can you imagine?” Nu advanced, and it took all of Anin’s discipline to remain still.
    “I don’t think I’d call Set little.” She licked her lips, cursing silently when Nu focused on her mouth. “So he’s gone then?”
    Nu nodded. His hand shot out to wrap around her neck, but he didn’t squeeze. The heat from his palm and the danger in their positions aroused her unbearably. Perfume drifted between them, and he grinned with satisfaction.
    “Well, how about you find me something to wear?” Anin tried to ignore her tenuous safety.
    “You can wear me.”
    She blinked at him, startled at how much she wanted to do just that. Then she remembered Set’s orders. You are not to comply with his wishes at all. Only mine. Set hadn’t told her she could accept Nu. Not yet. So as much as she wanted to, she didn’t use her scent to act on her desire, but to capture Nu’s attention.
    Releasing more perfume into the air, she watched Nu’s pupils dilate. His nostrils flared, and he stepped closer, his erection an obvious thing as it pressed against his trousers. Large and growing larger as she stared at it.
    “What do you say, Anin? Want to try me on for size?” He leaned closer to kiss her, his hand firm but not at all harmful around her neck.
    With a burst of speed, Anin shoved Nu away from her and hurried out of the lav. When he followed her into the common area, instead of backing away, she faced him and poked a finger in his chest. “This is the way you treat a guest?” Frustrated and angry that Set hadn’t given her leave to accept his brother, she funnelled her anger towards Nu. “You threaten? You intimidate using sex as a weapon?”
    Nu’s breathing deepened. “By Vas’ Hammer, I’m going to fuck you so damned hard.”
    “I don’t think so.” She tried to slap his face but he caught her. With her free hand, she tried again. And had both hands trapped, which left her legs.
    Her towel decided at that moment to fall, leaving her bare and vulnerable to Nu.
    “Fuck me . ” Nu stared at Anin, his gaze roaming her entire body. His eyes flared yellow, a brilliant gold filled with want. He breathed deeply, and Anin groaned when she subconsciously released a ball of scent, at the mercy of her hormones as much as Nu.
    “Finally,” Set said from behind them. “I’ve been waiting for this. Say what you want, Nu, but Anin’s what you need.”
    Set approached until he stood directly behind her. He rubbed her ass in light circles, stoking her lust even higher. “Let him take you, meena . While I watch.” Nu met his gaze and something passed between them.
    In the next breath, Set had hold of her hands and Nu was on his knees shoving her legs