about? “Not as dangerous as you are.” The words slipped out, and Brom bit her with gentle pressure. She moaned and arched to give him better access to her neck. Two men touching her at once. It was as if they’d raided her deepest fantasies. Na’varr chuckled and sketched a bow. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” He glanced at Brom. “I’ll return as quickly as possible.” Na’varr turned and strode away, leaving them alone in the quiet room. Brom interlocked his fingers with hers and slid their hands up to her breast where he squeezed gently. “You are too much of a temptation for either one of us.” She was confused. Worried. And pissed. What the hell was going on? “He kissed me and left me with you.” “You stowed away. A woman like you should understand what will happen if she gets caught.” “What do you mean by a woman like me?” “A pleasure slave.” The hateful phrase knocked the breath out of her. She tried to jerk away from his touch but he held tight. “What are you talking about?” “That’s what they intended you to become. The injections are designed to make you obedient to your master.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He sniffed her hair. “I can smell it on you. Once you’ve experienced them, you’ll never lose the taste.” She wanted to fight back, but he gently plucked at her nipple. A shudder racked her body. She swallowed. “So am I supposed to be passed around the crew?” His grip tightened and a low growl rumbled from his body. “Na’varr and I will be the only ones allowed to touch you.” Both men? She would be shared between them? This had to be a joke. A sharp pain of lust clenched in her lower stomach and the strength in her legs gave out. Brom lowered them to the floor. “You must be used to women throwing themselves at you, Mr. Raine. I’m not attracted to you.” The husky shakiness of her voice was irritating. His laugh unsettled her. “What?” “You’re a terrible liar.” Was he playing with her? “I’m not lying.” He was hot as hell, definitely, but any other time she’d have kicked his ass and left him in the dust for touching her this way, much less offering to share her with his buddy. So why was this guy different? “A hybrid survives by their senses, a’shara . Mine are telling me you want me.” “It’s the drug.” “You lie to yourself.” He brushed his cheek along the top of her head. “I love the way you smell.” Don’t say things that will make me imagine impossibilities. She needed their help to get home. Raesa clenched her eyes shut as the desire grew. Sweat formed on her body and her breaths came in soft gasps. “Why are you doing this?” “If I don’t, you’ll go insane. The pains are worse, aren’t they?” His other hand released hers and trailed up her bare thigh to the thin scrap of material which constituted her panties. He ran his fingers along her slit. Exquisite pleasure had her arching into his touch. A ragged groan tore from her throat. “That’s it.” He caressed along the surface of her soaked panties, driving her thoughts into oblivion. “Give in.” Brom pressed his thumb against her clit. She dug her nails into his thigh. He released her hand and slipped his through the top of her dress to pluck at her nipple before rolling it gently. Too gentle. Too slow. “More.” “Ahh, yes.” He pushed the thin cloth to the side and plunged a finger into her pussy. Her sex clenched in violent lust. Desperate lust slammed through her and she shuddered. She brought her hips off the ground, seeking friction. His touch wasn’t enough. Two of Brom’s fingers slipped in and he flicked his fingers. Achingly sweet pleasure released at his masterful touch. He pumped in and out of her in a slow rhythm. “Please.” Teeth bit on the slope of her shoulder. Brom used his tongue to soothe where his teeth had nipped. She tried to pull free and turn in his