Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 119846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 599(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 599(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
“Mmm, I guess we’ll just have to dream about you, my lady,” Bright murmured. “But thank you for agreeing to accompany us to Therim Five.”
“We’ll keep you safe and get you home in time for the Earth holidays,” Burn promised.
“I know you will,” Noelle told them. She felt a little shiver run down her spine as she realized what she’d just promised to do—she was going to go on an interstellar adventure with the two huge warriors to see if she could help them bond together and call a bride. Of course, the bride wouldn’t be her—she was sure of that. No matter how flirty they were, the two of them clearly belonged with a younger woman—one who was their age at least.
But it’s still going to be exciting, she thought. More exciting than hanging around the Mother Ship—which was nice enough, but she’d always wanted to travel.
She had no idea what she’d just signed herself up for…or how wrong everything was going to go in a very short period of time.
5
NOELLE
The long-range shuttle was sleek, silver, and surprisingly roomy. Noelle hadn’t known what to expect when she agreed to travel with Bright and Burn to meet the mysterious Seer, but it certainly hadn’t been a private spacecraft with chrome accents, wide doors, and—of all things—a plush interior.
“All the luggage is stowed in the rear cargo chamber,” Bright said, beaming as he led her up the ramp into the central cabin. “And welcome to our humble ride, my lady.”
“‘Humble’?” Noelle echoed, stepping inside. The door whooshed shut behind her and sealed with a hiss. “This is nicer than my apartment on Earth.”
“Well, it’s a long-range shuttle,” he said modestly. “So it’s built for comfort as well as travel. Come on—I’ll show you around before takeoff.”
Burn was already up front, settling into the pilot’s seat. His deep voice drifted back from the cockpit.
“You’ve got five minutes, Bright. The ship’s primed and the Fold’s already open.”
Bright waved a hand. “Don’t worry. We’ll be strapped in before you can say ‘space-time fracture.’”
Noelle followed him through the open central walkway, which led to a compact but stylish galley with glowing counters, a living room with a long, low couch facing a viewing screen for entertainment, a curved glass fresher door, and finally, a bedroom with one massive bed dominating the space.
The bed was… enormous.
Noelle stopped in the doorway, blinking.
“Oh. That’s…really big,” she murmured.
It had to be at least ten feet across, with an intricate headboard and silky navy sheets. There were three plush pillows, two on either side and one in the center. Her throat went a little dry.
Bright grinned.
“It’s made for three—so Twin Kindred can share their mate. Of course,” he added, his tone innocent, “We won’t be sleeping here unless our mission takes longer than a day and a night. But that probably won’t happen. Folding space will get us to Therim Five immediately.”
“Right. Of course,” Noelle echoed.
But her eyes were still locked on the bed.
She couldn’t help it…as she stared at it, her mind started forming ideas…and images.
Suddenly she wasn’t standing beside Bright in a Kindred shuttle. She was in that bed—between the two huge warriors.
Bright would be all sunshine and teasing fingers, touching her gently, worshipfully, coaxing soft moans from her lips. His mouth would trail kisses over her neck, down to her breasts, maybe even lower…
And Burn? He’d be behind her, solid and massive, the heat of his big body pressed against her back. She imagined him growling in that deep, hungry voice of his while his hands slid possessively around her waist… one rough palm cupping her full breast, the other slipping lower… cupping her pussy and stroking her clit while Bright sucked her nipples as she moaned and writhed between them…
Dios.
Her thighs clenched and she realized her panties were getting wet. She had to stop this!
The image was so vivid it made her breath catch but she did her best to push it away. She squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep, calming breath.
Stop it, Noelle. You are not going to be shared by two gorgeous alien warriors in a bed the size of a small moon. You’re going on a spiritual quest. With friends. That’s all they are—just friends, she lectured herself. Hot, muscular, too-young-for-you friends…
Burn’s voice boomed from the cockpit, pulling her out of the fantasy.
“If the two of you are finished with the grand tour, it’s time to take off. The Mother Ship already folded space for us and we need to get the fuck out of here.”
Bright shrugged.
“Guess that’s our cue.” He touched her elbow gently. “Come on, my lady—we need to get strapped in.”
The cockpit had three seats arranged in a wide arc. Burn sat at the controls, all coiled power and focused intent, his big hands gripping the steering yoke like he was ready to tear space in half by sheer force of will.