HostileIntent by Chandra Ryan Read Free Book Online Page B

They’d come together but it wasn’t Michael she was
thinking of as the waves of euphoria carried her away. Or, more specifically,
it wasn’t just Michael. No, she wanted them both.
    It was an alarming realization, especially given that she
never fooled around with crew members. Their first encounter she could dismiss
because she didn’t know he was on her crew, this time he didn’t touch her so it
didn’t count either, but next time…
    She pushed the concern to the back of her head as she took a
deep breath and wiggled her hips a little, enjoying the last aftershocks of the
orgasm.
    “I’d ask if it was good for you, but I’m actually more
concerned for your friend,” Michael teased.
    “He’s a big boy, I’m sure he can take care of himself,” she
said, winking at Sans.
    Sans arched an eyebrow and smiled as he asked, “Would you
care to watch?”
    “That does seem fair,” Michael said, his rich laughter
filling the room as he rubbed her back.
    She shook her head as she got off him as gracefully as the
position would allow. “As soon as you’re assigned to somebody else’s ship, I’d
love to. In the meantime…”
    “I’m stuck in my cramped quarters, solving my own problems.”
    “You seem like a resourceful enough man.” She turned around
and bent over to kiss Michael, knowing her bare ass would be in full display
for Sans. At the thought, she could already feel the heat of arousal as it
started warming her blood once again. It wasn’t as fast or as demanding as it
had been a moment ago but it was there. A warning to the danger of the game she
was playing.
    “I think I need to go freshen up,” she said, grabbing her
uniform from the floor.
    “You know where the washroom is. I’m sure I can keep our
guest entertained while you’re gone.”
    She paused for a moment, tempted to ask Michael to clarify,
but then let it go. Regardless of his plans, Michael couldn’t become bonded to
Sans in one afternoon. It was impossible.
    Walking to the bathroom, she turned on the shower and
stepped under its blissfully warm spray. A part of her was still warm and
glowing from her orgasm but another part was worried about the decision she’d
just made.
    Even if Michael and Sans never saw each other again, she’d
opened the door to the next level today. Would Michael let her close it or
would he push for more?
    Since they’d started their tenuous relationship, she’d heard
a clock ticking in the back of her head—its rhythmic beat measuring the seconds
of comfort they had left. But now its ticking was louder and faster.

Chapter Four
     
    Adam stared at Michael for a moment after the captain
disappeared down the hallway, wondering exactly what sort of entertainment Michael
had in mind. True, he wouldn’t object to sharing the woman with him, but he’d
never been with a man before. If ever there was one who tempted him, however,
it was Michael. He seemed to radiate sensuality.
    Michael stood and then threw away the condom before turning
to face Adam again. “We had a deal,” the other man said, picking his pants up
off the floor. “Or have you so soon forgotten?”
    Apparently he had. It took him several seconds even after
being reminded for Adam to figure out what Michael was talking about. “Oh. That’s
right. I get to kick your ass now. It must have completely slipped my mind.”
    Michael shook his head as he got dressed. “Really?”
    “Sorry, I guess I’m not as pissed as I thought I’d be,” Adam
answered with a shrug. Oh, he’d been angry when he’d first regained consciousness.
But then he’d started listening to Michael and the captain’s conversation. Now
he was curious. “I would like to know why you drugged my wine, though.”
    “We had business to discuss that was of a sensitive nature.”
Michael’s gaze swept over Adam’s scar.
    Every survival instinct Adam had vibrated in warning at that
stare. It quickly turned his earlier curiosity into caution. Michael knew
something