All she could do was stare at him. “You what?”
Drogan grinned. “I love you. Yes, I said it. I’ve always loved you. Why the bloody hell do you think I went to all the trouble of suspending you? I needed you to get your head together, needed you to figure out what you wanted. Desiring me was fucking with your ability to do your job. Did you want me or did you want your job? I had to know your priorities.”
“By suspending me you took that decision away from me!”
“Okay, it was for my benefit as well. I knew we needed to get all this lust out of our systems, and we couldn’t do that while you were my assistant. Neither one of us could have functioned like that for much longer, that's for damn sure.
Rena was boiling with fury. “You let the crew think—”
“Rena, everybody on the crew knows I love you.”
She stopped moving long enough to stare at him. “What?”
“Why else would I suspend my best assistant? Because she was distracted? No one believed that for a second. Nobody would have thought that was fair. We got drunk on the way back from the Green sector and I told them all I loved you.” He grinned at her. “Don’t worry. I didn’t breathe a word about the disc.”
“You let me think…You son of a bitch.” Her arms went flailing for him.
“I love you, my beautiful. I love you and I have no intention of letting you go. I'll kidnap you first.” He winked at her, and for a second the tattoo beneath his ear was visible. “Oh, and by the way, that disc on the table is blank. I destroyed the original. It pained me to do it, but I wasn't going to risk your reputation or anyone disrespecting you.”
“Tough. I can't go back to that job. Not after what you've done. You may have fooled me, you may have made me jump through hoops for sex, but you’re not going to make me come back and work for you.”
“Stubborn woman. Fine. The General of the spaceport has a job opening, but it will require you to travel with me anyway.” A mischievous spark lit his eyes.
She stared at him. “What?”
“Dr. Cassandra Germaine is coming aboard the Hades’ Helmet. We are to escort her to the Ward Planets for her research there. She needs an assistant to help her put together data and such.” His gaze never left her face.
Damn him. He knew her too well. “And you can get me this job?”
“No,” he said. “I can give you a glowing reference, but you’ll have to prove to the general and the doctor that you can do the work.”
She shook her head in exasperation. Had he planned this too? A way for her to be with him but outside of his chain of command? A way for her to stay on the Hades’ Helmet on her own terms?
“Now, my darling one, tell me you love me,” he demanded, the serious look back on his face.
“How do you know I love you?” She didn't want to just give him the words. Rena wanted to make him work for them a bit.
“Because I just do. I know you, my darling. I knew you'd come for the disc after stewing for so long, and I knew you'd be angry with me. Now say it or I’ll spank this luscious ass of yours and then fuck you again.” To prove his point, he gave her left butt cheek a sound smack that spread heat through her pussy.
“Such a threat,” she said, laughing. “But just because you say you love me…”
He rolled them over and let go of her hands. Brushing her hair back he looked down at her, tenderness in his eyes.
“I do love you, you know. I can’t let you go. I hate to beg, but I need to know that you love me too. Please tell me, sweetling. I will earn your trust back, but can I have your love?” His eyes were pleading.
She smiled at him and reached up to tuck a few braids behind his ears.
“I love you, Drogan, Captain, sir,” she said, giggling. “And yes, I'll let you earn my trust back.”
He let out a whoop of joy before he grew serious once more. “You ruined it. I have to punish you now.”
He rolled them over, until she was on top of him. He slid his hand down to her hip, took hold, and pulled her up. He let go and smacked her ass once, hard.
“Naughty vixen, you deserved that,” he teased.
She laughed and he rolled them over again until he was on top. He brought his lips down for a bruising kiss.
“Now say it right,” he ordered gruffly.
She stopped giggling and looked at him, allowing him to see into her heart and soul what she'd hidden from him all these years. “I love you, Captain Drogan Carter. I love you.”
“I’ll never get tired of hearing that.” He sighed. “Now we must get cleaned up. You have a job interview, and I have our room on the ship to inspect…”
She held up a hand, stopping him. “Whoa, our room?”
He just smiled at her.
Rena shook her head. “You sneaky bastard.”
He slid out of bed and rushed toward a door. Rena scrambled after him, catching up to him in a large bathroom.
“Come on, my beautiful. Let’s get cleaned up. You can punish me later.” He gave her a lascivious grin before he dragged her into the shower.
“Yes, Captain, sir,” she answered, feeling better by the moment.
* * *
After showering, Drogan got Rena a new shirt and underwear. He then arranged a meeting for her with Dr. Germaine and the general of the spaceport. The meeting took over an hour. Drogan waited in the hallway for her to bring him news of whether or not she had got the job. It had been easy to convince the General to place her as Dr. Germaine’s assistant, but that didn't mean the good doctor wanted her in that position. Drogan paced outside the office, his mind turning over all the possible scenarios. He had planned for almost everything, but if she didn’t get the job…
When she finally came out, beaming, he knew she’d been successful. Pride swelled in his chest. He didn’t know why he’d been worried. Rena could do anything she set her mind to. Wrapping his arms around her, he lifted her up, holding her tight.
That night he escorted her back to the ship, bypassing the celebrations of her return to show her his newly modified quarters. He had taken over the room next door and had racks and shelves installed. On one rack was an assortment of floggers and paddles. On another shelf were various sex toys. He was determined to make up for lost time.
* * *
Rena stared at the walls in wonder, moisture soaking her panties as her pussy lips began to tingle. Her clit throbbed, aching to be touched. Her nipples became stiff peaks begging for his mouth on them.
Drogan wrapped his arms around her waist, grinding his erection against her ass. He traced the shell of her ear with his tongue. “Shall we test things out now, my love?” he whispered.
He left her for a moment. The lights dimmed as a bed rose from the floor. He returned to her and placed his hands on her hips, pulling her ass flush against his groin.
“I have yet to play out every scenario on that disc. I want to try fantasy number six, where you’re bound to the wall and your legs are wrapped around my waist while I fuck you,” he murmured, voice rough and husky.
His lips caressed the side of her neck. His hands came up to hold her breasts, squeezing the globes gently before seeking her nipples and tugging the hardened nubs. She took a step away from him, undressed quickly, walked to the bed, and climbed on. She looked over her shoulder at him.
“Actually, I was just hoping you’d take me from behind. We can do anything else you want later.” Rena didn't want to deny herself now that she had him. Over time she knew the breach of trust between them would be bridged. It helped that he'd understood her need for a new job and had destroyed the disc. Those were good starts.
He practically ripped his clothes off in haste. Drogan grabbed a silver packet off a nearby shelf and ripped it open. He sheathed his cock and climbed up on the mattress, then took hold of her hips and positioned himself at her entrance.
With one thrust he was inside her. He let out a groan, pulling back out and entering her slowly once again. She clenched her walls around
him, trying to draw him deeper into herself. He reached up and took hold of her hair and pulled her head back. Drogan withdrew with care, allowing her to feel every inch of his cock as it rubbed against her sensitive vaginal walls. He slammed back into her tight sheath, harder this time. She met his thrusts with her own. He let go of her hair, slid his fingertips along her spine and over her ass before passing his hand around to her stomach. Drogan moved his palm down to her mound. He slipped his fingers between the thickened lips of her pussy and zeroed in on her clit.
He circled the engorged bud softly, tapped it lightly.
Rena cried out. “I’m so close.”
Her vaginal walls fluttered and clamped down around him. He pressed down on the nub and she cried out his name. He continued to fuck her until he found his release, crying out her name as he came.
When they were done, he leaned over her body and placed kisses along her shoulders and up to the nape of her neck.
“I love you,” he whispered against her ear.
“I love you too,” she murmured back.
He pulled out of her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and took her down with him as he fell to the bed. She curved her body against his and sighed. He kissed her head and held her close.
There was nothing more she could ask for. She was back on the ship, Drogan loved her and shared in her sexual desires, and she had a new job, a new future.
Losing that disc had been worth it.
~ About the Author ~
Author, part vampire, part pixie, Selena Illyria was born with a need to write and enable. Her imagination takes her into the paranormal, sci-fi and fantasy genres and all sorts of mischief. When not writing she enjoys catching up on her TBR pile, watching some of her favorite programs and listening to her favorite music as well as teasing people with posts on decadent food and plot bunnies.
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Dragons at Midnight
Dragon New Year Book One
One dragon is hot enough, but three can make this tiger shifter burn in the most delightful ways.
Tiger shifter Louisa thought she'd ring in the New Year all alone. Little did she know that three younger dragon shifters plan on making sure she celebrates things right. Add a little steam, a few dragon shifters with dirty minds, and some creative use of furniture and New Year's Eve becomes the perfect scorching-hot party for four.
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Dragon Ugly
Dragon New Year Book Two
Can a dragon shifter give more than just hot sex?
After Brent’s New Year’s fling with his friends Fletcher and Tor—and Tor’s mate Louisa—Brent is determined to find his own mate. His dragon wants him to find their mate, too, and if Brent doesn’t find a way to locate her soon, his dragon will take matters into his own talons. And that could spell trouble.
Wolf shifter Carissa has no desire to live up to her wild musician mother and artistic father’s vision of free love and sex parties. She’s buried her sexual desires and focused on building up her aromatherapy store, Scentify, no distractions allowed. Until she meets Brent. The sexy dragon shifter makes her burn with suppressed need. The only problem? His dragon wants Carissa, too. And pursuing the dominant dragon would be playing with fire.
Giving in to his dragon saps Brent of his focus and energy. Things are turning ugly—dragon ugly. How can he bond with his mate when his dragon only wants sex?
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Roman: Fallen Lovers
Can a mere woman heal a fallen angel's wounds?
Author Tristina Deveroux has been dreaming of a man—a tall, dark, sexy man whose nightly visits bring her to a fever pitch. But come morning, she always awakens agitated and unsatisfied—and alone. When her agent suggests a writer's getaway in Scotland, Tristina can’t resist the chance to gain a little distance, hoping a change of scene will help her escape the dreams and get her mind back into her latest book.
But when she receives a passionate letter from a mysterious Scot, she can't resist the urge to meet him. Can love triumph and heal them both from past hurts? Or will the clash of fantasy and reality bring the past back to haunt them?
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Renny’s Mate
One Island. One Werewolf. One week of wicked sex in the sun...
When Larissa's given a week at her boss's private island, she jumps at the chance for some sun, sand, and complete relaxation.
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“Dragons at Samhain”
Halloween Heat II
An Anthology of Erotic Paranormal Ménage
Three stories of blazing paranormal ménage. Hot dragons, sexy wolf shifters, and scorching threesomes to make an unforgettable Halloween night.
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Symphony of Light and Winter
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Symphony of Light Book One
One woman. Seven men. All bound by one man’s undying devotion.
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Secret Studies
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If she could only stop running, she could start living…
With a million-dollar bounty on her head, Angie Clark has been hiding under the noses of her enemies for nearly a decade. But trying to prevent a war between humans and vampires has landed her in trouble—again. A vampire monarch bent on revenge has taken out a new contract on her, and Angie knows that if she’s caught, her enemies will torture her until she begs for death. Mired in violence and death, keeping her secrets becomes more important than ever. And as her life unravels bit by bit, she fears she’ll have to leave behind everyone and everything that matters to her and run.
But when Steffen Scott puts his life on the line in order to protect her, she can no longer deny her feelings for him.
As the threat of war looms over humanity once again, it could mean the annihilation of both species, and Angie must decide whether to keep running or to turn and fight. And maybe find out what she and Steffen could become.
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The Alliance
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Pride Law Book Three
Switching loyalties isn’t nearly as hard as losing her heart.
Morgan is one of the last remaining members of a once-proud lion pride. Orphaned at a young age, she and her brother, the pride’s rightful king, have fought long and hard to keep what’s theirs. But with their territory slipping away and an enemy at the gates, they’re forced to seek sanctuary—and an alliance—with the Savannah, Georgia pride. The last pride Morgan wants to deal with. Long ago, she’d shunned the king and his second—Isaac and Davis—and fled their pack after realizing they were her mates.
Isaac and Davis have spent ten years looking for the mate who’d left them, never imaging she was the daughter of another pride’s king. When fate drops her on their doorstep seeking help, they have no intention of letting her go again. But she’s fearful and suspicious, and she doesn’t seem to want to offer them her loyalty. Will helping her ravaged pride help them earn her trust—and her heart?
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