same luxurious material. When she realized she caressed the bedding Brooke pulled her hands back as if she touched fire instead of fabric. The window opposite her with the flickering colors of hyperspace racing past drew her gaze.
And why did they make love—no, that wasn’t the right word—why did they fuck her? They could have put her in the brig as soon as they arrived on board. There’d been no need to continue this farce.
Brooke slumped. All these questions and no answers. Because, for the first time in her life, she’d run away. She’d turned tail, uncertain if she could stand up to those two.
She rubbed her arms, trying to feel warm again. Compared to them, she was only human. They could break her in half without even trying. They’ve only been gentle with you , a voice whispered at the back of her mind. Yeah, Brooke agreed, it had been she who’d told them to fuck her, who’d been the initiator once they’d reached the ship.
Brooke straightened and unclenched her arms. First things first.
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They were the enemy now. It broke something inside her, but she needed to wash their touch off her skin, take off their clothes filled with their scent. The closet had a number of fresh suits to choose from.
Then she’d have a closer look at the data ports and check StarNet. She needed more intel. Her personal comp was in the other room, but wouldn’t work in hyperspace anyway.
While pulling off the clothes, Brooke instructed the data port hovering at eye level to run a background check on Galen and Nikolai. Jade, she didn’t even know their surnames.
“More data required,” the comp replied in a husky male voice.
Brooke froze. Nikolai’s voice. Her nipples hardened and a shiver ran down her spine. She pulled herself back to the task and instructed the comp to change its voice as well as list the few bits of information she had on the two men. There couldn’t be very many Vampire-Naema couples out there.
“Acknowledged,” Galen’s voice replied.
Brooke’s clit throbbed and she couldn’t suppress a growl. Damn these bastards.
She stormed into the bathroom and planned the men’s downfall while washing away the traces of the most amazing night of her life. In an attempt to make them have to stop sooner than planned, she used water and lots of it instead of the sonic shower option.
If she felt as if part of her soul was connected to the two men at the other end of the ship, she pushed it aside as fanciful imagination.
They had no idea what they’d gotten themselves into by kidnapping her.
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It wasn’t easy, but Galen gave Brooke the day. He got up the next morning, rubbing his dry eyes. Neither Nikolai nor he had gotten much sleep. Both of them had been hard, but neither had felt like fucking without Brooke there. Galen was not in what could be described as a particularly good mood.
He was determined to get her attention today. The information she carried was vital. They’d been certain she was part of this heinous enterprise. He’d lost this certainty, but he didn’t know if it was because she was innocent or because he wanted her to be.
Galen yawned. He studied Nikolai, who still lay in bed, his eyes half closed, stroking his hard dick.
Galen shook his head. “You’ll only make it worse.” Nikolai growled. “Jade, I’d forgotten how bad this was. You wanna suck my cock?” Galen’s only answer was a rude gesture as he stumbled into the bathroom.
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“Yeah, I hadn’t thought so. I hope your super plan works,” Nikolai shouted after Galen. “If this one day hasn’t been enough for her to vent her frustration, I’m holding you responsible.”
Minutes later Galen came out of the bathroom fully dressed, and watched Nikolai squeeze the base of his cock, growling in pleasure-pain. He threw a towel he’d drenched in cold water. “Stop fucking around and get up.” Nikolai caught the towel before it hit him, but squeezed too hard and water dripped all over