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Carson nods and entwines his fingers with mine.
"Sounds good," he says.
Our group breaks for the moment and the three of us go with Carson into the barracks of the ship, Carson leading the way. I can tell he's nervous from his quick pace, and I know I should be nervous, too...but I'm not. This all feels right--like it was meant to happen from the moment Carson's group attacked the auction, since I stumbled into Zane's tattoo parlor. I want to set him at ease, so I reach forward and grab his shoulder.
"Carson," I murmur.
He stops in his tracks. Zane is right at my shoulder, the heat of his body maddening.
Carson looks over his shoulder, blue eyes bright and hooded.
"I just wanted to tell you that I'm..." I pause. "I don't know. I wanted to tell you not to worry..."
"You nervous, kid?" Zane asks, putting his hands on my hips. His voice is rough, his lips close to my throat. I suddenly realize we're completely alone here, and it makes it very clear that I'm trapped between two gorgeous alphas who want to claim me.
"I'm not nervous," Carson says, coming closer. "I just...don't want to hurt her."
Zane chuckles, his chest rumbling against my back. "I know she looks like an angel, but she fucks like a demon. Ain't that right, baby girl?"
His lips are on my throat, then, his teeth grazing over my pulse. I can't wait for him to mark me...to truly make me his. But not here, not where anyone could just walk by.
That doesn't seem to stop Carson.
His hands find my waist, just over where Zane's hands rest on my hips.
"You like it rough, Kendra?" Carson asks.
I nod vigorously. "Yes.Pleasetake me to bed. Claim me...both of you."
Zane's purr makes my pussy throb. "You heard her. She wants to be fucked."
Carson growls. "Come here, Kendra."
He wraps his arms fully around me and I somehow find my way into his embrace, wrapping my legs around his waist. Then he's carrying me, his breath against my throat, his hands on my ass, squeezing, massaging...
He carries me the rest of the way, until I hear him say, "Here--the keycard is in my pocket."
And I hear a door open.
The door to the rest of my life.
My mind is on sex, and sex alone, as we cross the threshold of the captain's quarters. I turn my head to the side and find Zane right next to me, his lips at my ear, his hands on my breasts.
"He can barely keep his hands off of you," he growls. "You like that, baby girl?"
"Yes," I whisper. "Yes...I want you both so bad. Make me yours."
Carson places me on my feet, but keeps my arms in his grip as he kisses me. I groan as I feel his tongue plunge inside my mouth, tasting him, feeling Zane behind me as his hands roam over me. He works on undressing me so Carson can keep kissing me, his hands under my shirt, pulling my tits out of my bra.
"You ready for us, baby girl?" Zane asks, rolling my nipples between his fingers.
I moan and nod. I've never been so ready.
"Take her shirt off," Carson commands, playing the part of the Enclave's leader. "I want to see her gorgeous tits."
Zane does as he's told, hooking his fingers in the hem of my shirt and tossing it somewhere else in the room. His hands go down to my pants next, unbuttoning my jeans, unzipping them, then diving in...
I gasp when I feel Zane's fingers on my clit, Carson's hands and mouth on my breasts. I lean back against Zane's broad chest and push my tits out toward Carson.
