The woman quivered at his words, but she did as she was told, and washed between her legs. Aeron’s hard cock was still pressed tightly against her back, and the motion of her little body was almost enough to make him empty his balls a second time.
God, she was amazing. Aeron had been with more women than he could even count, but never one who turned him on the way she did.
“Aeron,” the woman said.
“Yeah?”
She shook her head. “Nothing.”
Aeron smiled. “You thought I was going to breed you back there,” he whispered. “And you’re wondering why I didn’t.”
The woman gasped.
“How did you…?”
“It’s a natural enough question. I made it pretty clear what I intend to do with you when I took you as collateral. Matter of fact, I was planning on fucking you back there in the cell, but then I found out you’re still a virgin.”
She looked back at him warily.
“You mean, you’re not going to…?”
“What? Breed you? Oh, I’mdefinitelygoing to be doing that. My comrades are too. All three of us are going to fuck you and breed you until you’re pregnant with one of our babies. But when it comes to taking your virginity… I’ve decided to let Zeth do the honors.”
The woman’s eyes went wide, and she quickly looked away. After a moment, she spoke again, her voice tiny and trembling.
“May I ask why?”
Aeron coiled his arms around her and pulled her back against him, lowering his face until his lips were brushing against the shell of her ear.
“You drew Zeth’s blood,” he whispered. “It’s only fair to let him draw yours.”
CHAPTER 10
Rona had to admit, it did feel good to be clean again. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a hot shower, and it felt even better to have clothes. While she was drying off, Aeron went and fetched a T-shirt for her. One of his own. On the Merc’s big body, the shirt probably would have fit like a second skin, but on Rona it was big and loose, and it hung down past the tops of her thighs.
Some underwear would have been nice, but beggars couldn’t be choosers.
Once they were both dressed, Aeron led her to the front of the ship. There was a heavy steel door separating the cockpit from the corridor, and Rona found herself wondering how the other Mercs had heard the noises she’d been making back in the holding cell. Was their hearing really that good? Or were there microphones in the cell that had picked up everything that had happened?
God, maybe there were cameras too.
Rona shivered at the thought.
Aeron pressed his big hand into a scanner on the wall—the same hand that had so recently touched nearly every part of Rona’s body—and the doorshunkedopen, revealing the cockpit beyond. Aeron gestured inside.
“After you…”
Rona nervously complied. As soon as she had stepped inside the cockpit, she was smacked with an odor of masculinity so heavyand intense, she felt as if she had stepped into a testosterone factory. That raw, rugged scent should have disgusted her, but it didn’t. In fact, it had almost the opposite effect. She could feel her nipples stiffening in response, and she found herself wishing that the fabric of her T-shirt weren’t so goddamn thin. But she didn’t dare try to cover her chest. That would only draw more attention from the occupants of the room. And she was already the center of attention.
Murdok was sitting in the pilot’s seat, and as Rona entered the cockpit, he swung around to look at her. His faintly glowing augmetic eyes seemed to strip her bare, and his fanged smirk suggested that he really had heard everything. Rona flushed and looked away.
She turned her eyes toward the other occupant of the cockpit, and gasped.
The man named Zeth was lounging in the copilot’s seat, one leg slung nonchalantly over the arm of the chair. His hood was drawn back, and for the first time, Rona was able to see his face. He wasn’t grizzled and scarred like the other two mercenaries. Not even close. His was the face of an angel, porcelain smooth and pristine, prettier than most women. A mane of golden hair hung down to his shoulders, and a matching gold fuzz lined his slightly pointed chin. As his eyes met Rona’s, he dragged his perfect teeth across his full lower lip. Rona could almostfeelthose teeth between her legs.
“Took you long enough,” Murdok said.
“We had to take a quick shower,” Aeron explained. “Things got a little… messy.”
