Raines, Elizabeth - Covert [Wicked Missions 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

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Author: Elizabeth Raines
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    She had him there. All he’d been able to think about since the moment he’d stepped into Alayna’s room after the genetic change was burying his cock inside her. He finally answered with a shrug.
    “And you, Will? What would you do if your wife tells you to bis mitard ? You learned it less than an hour ago.”
    Will heaved a sigh. “Beats the shit outta me.”
    Betinsa chuckled. “Pheromones. You must face the comchi or control it.”
    “You mean by doing something like lowering my hormones?” Alayna asked.
    “Actually,” Betinsa replied, “we would probably have to block your hormones altogether. By doing that, you could find some relief and perhaps give Tanner and Will some as well. Of course, we don’t want you going through the compassa …” A delicate shudder shook her shoulders. “Ah, well. We can—”
    “What’s the compassa ?” Alayna’s blue eyes flew wide open.
    Betinsa seemed to think it over before she said. “It’s the change of life for older females. Very…distracting. Hot flashes. Night sweats. Sudden chills.” She waved her hand dismissively. “I imagine suffering all of those would be better than resolving the comchi with two men you’ve only just met.”
    Alayna blinked a couple of times, not believing what she was hearing. Was Betinsa actually telling her she’d be happier going through what sounded like the Fraiquan version of severe menopause rather than resolving this stupid horniness? Or was she playing her for some reason?
    Shit, Will and Tanner were cute. They were obviously every bit as sexually attracted to her as she was to them, judging from their constant leers, their less than subtle comments, and the tents they were pitching in their jumpsuits. Why didn’t they all simply give in, fuck their brains out, and get their minds back on the mission? “I’d rather resolve this stupid comchi . Can’t we just…fuck it away?” She caught the quick intake of breath by both men and figured that telling response said they were on board with her plan.
    Leveling a hard stare at Tanner and then Will, Alayna set the ground rules. “Look, it’s just this once. Doesn’t mean anything. Got it? We’ve just got to resolve this stupid hormonal… thing . That’s all.”
    “You are wrong.” Betinsa had folded her arms over her baby bump again. “Dead wrong.”
    “You’re Fraiquan, not human,” Alayna insisted. “Maybe you just don’t understand us.”
    “Oh, but I understand you very well. Both of my husbands are human. I have a unique view of your species, just as you are getting a unique view of mine.”
    “It’s just rut,” Will remarked, ignoring Betinsa’s announcement. “Like animals in season. Right?”
    She shook her head. “This is so much more than hormonal.”
    “What do you mean?” Tanner asked. Alayna had quickly learned he was the doubting Thomas of her new partners. “More than hormonal? What’s that mean?”
    “This is not simply about sex,” she replied. “It’s a…mating…a coming together of three people in way that I cannot truly express in words.”
    “But if it’s about mating , then won’t our…mating fix it and make it stop?” Alayna was in misery, physically and mentally. Never in her life had she been so ruled by her body. Everything inside her screamed to go to Tanner and Will, to make love to them until the three of them were too tired to move. It had been just about forever since she’d been laid, and even though they were now blue from head to foot, her new partners were still easy on the eyes.
    Now she was lying to herself. They weren’t simply easy on the eyes—they were, in her estimation, the most handsome males in the whole fucking universe. Everything about them appealed to her, calling to her body and her mind. A little voice in her head said her heart might be in danger as well, but at that moment she didn’t give a shit. They could have that too, as long as they quenched the fire burning inside

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