Nokx (The Sraibur Crew #3) - Layla Nash Page 0,124

assumed his single-track mind wouldn’t be turned aside from an argument until he felt like he’d proved his point, but obviously the opportunity to see her naked was a stronger motivation. “You’d better not try and order me around.”

“Only when you want me to,” he breathed. He stepped closer, his intensity making her heart race and her skin prickle. She fully expected him to devour her for the rest of the day. Nokx grumbled and reached for her. “And only when you need it. A little discipline. I can imagine it will be a lot easier to spank you in this.”

Need surged through EJ as she imagined wearing that flirty little outfit for him, maybe getting a little naughty until he put her over his knees again... She cleared her throat a few times, not wanting him to know how weak her knees had gotten. “And we’ll find whatever adventure I want. Ungoverned space or unexplored space or even beyond. Hostile ports and hostile planets and —”

“Anywhere,” he said. His scales flickered purple and gold, and his eyes glowed. He stepped closer still and nudged her hip with his. Not even his loose trousers and robes could hide how much he wanted her.

Heat coiled low in her stomach. Newton’s apple, maybe they wouldn’t make it back to their quarters. She bit her lip and his spikes immediately rattled awake. EJ carefully took the package and the costume from him, debating whether it was better to run and try to beat him back to their quarters or tell him to wait. She had just decided to bolt and lock the cargo doors behind her — hopefully slowing him down — when Nokx grabbed her around the waist and tossed her over his shoulder.

Then he almost ran through the corridors without another word but plenty of groping her ass. EJ bounced against his back, barely holding on to the costume, but managed to swat his butt in response. Which made him jump and move even faster.

They almost mowed down Pyix, who raised his hand like he had something to say. Nokx said, “Busy. Very busy,” over his shoulder without breaking stride.

EJ caught the other Xaravian laughing before Nokx turned the corner, practically kicked their door open, and locked it behind them. He put her on her feet and loomed over her, already trying to tear her uniform off. EJ laughed breathlessly and staggered back, bracing her boot against his abs to keep him from just fucking her against the wall like he’d done that morning.

“Calm down,” she said. Even though she needed to hear it just as much as he did, otherwise she’d shove him down and ride him until she saw stars. “If you want me to put this on, give me a damn second.”

“I can imagine it on you,” he muttered, reaching for her pants. “There’s no need...”

“I want to put it on,” she murmured. “So go sit down.” And she gave him a little push with her foot to emphasize her point.

It took visible effort for Nokx to unclench his fists and back up. He adjusted himself, then stripped off his robes and shirt, loosening the trousers. “Quickly, little marmox, or you’ll earn a punishment.”

EJ shivered and retreated so she would change in peace in the washroom without him completely losing control. “Promises, promises.”

He growled and lunged for her, but EJ squeaked and dodged behind the door. He kept muttering sexy threats through the door and made her knees weaken. It took her too long to untangle the costume and wiggle into it, all while Nokx hovered outside and grumbled at her for taking so long.

She cracked the door open to peek out. “Go sit down.”

His breathing grew deep but uneven, and he staggered to the couch across the room. He sprawled, completely naked, and spread his legs. EJ watched in the mirror through the cracked door as he stroked himself slowly. Hopefully he didn’t just rip the costume off, although if he did, at least the space chickens would know how to put it back together. If, that was, she could survive the embarrassment of asking them to mend the lust-fueled damage. Maybe Nokx could ask; he had absolutely no shame.

“Ellie Jane,” he growled, a hint of warning in his voice. “Are you trying to annoy me?”

No, annoyance was definitely not what she was going for. Annoyance didn’t get him to spank her. EJ opened the door enough to stick her head out, letting him catch a glimpse