by Jamie Hawke
The feeling intensified when she released the belt that held her robes in place, then dropped the body armor and exoskeleton support onto the ground at the side of her bath. Her clothing followed suit.
She stepped into the warm water nude. Steam rose and reminded her of a scent from back home: cinnamon mixed with nutmeg. For a moment she simply closed her eyes, letting the warm, spicy water glide along her body, caressing the inside of her thighs, then her taut abs, and finally finding the curves of her breasts at the same time as a pair of hands caressed her from behind.
His bare chest pressed against her back a moment later, then his soft lips against her neck. She knew it must be Brink. None of her other generals approached without asking first. Of course, he never needed permission since he knew how to please her.
As the newcomer’s hand worked its way around her warm, wet body, cupping her breast gently before massaging it and then moving down farther, she moaned, opened her eyes, and beckoned her other two generals forward.
They stood at the edge of the pool, each starting to disrobe, the pale one’s manhood already fully erect. Ghost, as she called him, never had a problem with that. The other one, Kale, was ready by the time the water covered her view of his ebony-skinned perfection, and then they were with her, all three rubbing their hands across her, lips pressed against her breasts, her neck, her abs.
But never her lips.
Then they were climbing out of the water, and she threw Ghost onto his back. She straddled him and forced the others to wait while she pleased herself and her crowds.
Yes, the audience was watching.
They were watching, and loving every second of it. Those sick fucks.
And yet, as Letha reached her first climax of the morning, she shouted out for them to watch, grabbing at her nipples and pulling the other men back over to add to her excitement as her body tingled. She shouted over and over that this planet was hers now.
Working the crowd had been one of Mantis’s first lessons, and now Letha was a pro. As much as she looked forward to being done with this planet, and exacting her revenge on those who had put her here, she found herself loving the freedom of this place. She even looked forward to weeding out the new recruits… Maybe even adding a fourth general to the mix.
Why the hell not, right? On Planet Kill, anything goes, she told herself as she pushed off of Ghost and pulled Kale over, her hand already starting to work him as she licked her lips. Brink’s tongue found her at the same time, hitting the sweet spot between her legs. God, as much as she hated it, she also loved this planet.
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Form your harem. Kill or be killed. Level up and loot. Welcome to Planet Kill.
Pierce has his mission: survive by killing and getting nasty, doing whatever it takes to find his lost wife and others who were abducted and forced to participate in the barbarity that is Planet Kill. In a galaxy where the only way to rise up in society and make it to the paradise planets is through this insanity, he will be up against the most desperate, the most ruthless, and the sexiest fighters alive.
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He’s forming his harem and is now a major player on Planet Kill. As Pierce makes his moves to cement his hold on power here, he continues his mission to escort forced volunteers off planet. Only, along the way he discovers a much broader conspiracy: one which threatens the nature of humanity.
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