head, ideas to describe these two males and their unique coloring. I wanted to see more. No. I wanted to see everything.
I wanted to touch. And taste. What did their kiss taste like? Their skin? Did they growl or bellow or moan when they came? What did their cocks look like? How human was the rest of them?
Were they having similar thoughts? Because they continued to stare and stare, as if I’d said I was actually a Hive Scout.
Okay, I had my answer. Or a nonanswer. My anticipation drained out of me like I was a helium balloon and they’d just stabbed me with a knife. Yeah, it was time to go before I wilted completely and sank to the ground in a puddle of embarrassment. Time to go strip off this gorgeous gown and put on my usual sweats and transport back to The Colony.
I tried to pull my hands away from their muscled chests, but neither allowed it. They held on tight.
“I do not have a problem with giving you pleasure,” Nik said. “Do you, Sambor?”
“Absolutely not.”
Relief coursed through me and I sighed. I couldn’t help the smile. “Good.” I glanced over my shoulder at everyone dancing. “Now would be the time to duck out. Rezzer’s not the only one keeping an eye on me.”
Nik’s eyes lifted and looked out over my head at the guests, scanning.
“I am pleased to hear you are protected; however, you have nothing to fear from us,” Nik vowed.
They might stand like two huge giants, but I was used to Wulf’s hulking size and I wasn’t scared of him. Sure, Wulf might bluster and be a pain in my ass, but he’d never hurt me. Same for Braun, who was huge, cyborg, and, I suspected, fighting a serious case of Atlan mating fever. Not that he’d said as much. Braun would not pressure a female that way. In fact, not one alien I’d met would ever harm a female. As for these two Prillons, I wasn’t afraid of either of them. I was nervous as hell. Horny, definitely. I had never, ever propositioned a guy before. I wasn’t a virgin, but I’d never gone up to a stranger—two strangers—and said I wanted orgasms. These weren’t boring, tame Earth guys either. They were Prillons. Bossy, protective and dominant. They ran battlegroups without breaking a sweat.
I wasn’t sure if I was crazy good or crazy bad. When I looked them over again, I was definitely crazy bad. I waggled my finger at the front of their pants. “Except for those. My pussy is a little afraid of what’s in there. Got ion pistols in your pocket or are you very pleased with my offer?”
They frowned in tandem. Yeah, I used sarcasm as a defense mechanism when I was nervous. It seemed, though, that I confused these guys. I laughed. “Do I make your cocks hard?”
I watched Nik swallow hard. “Fuck, yes.”
I licked my lips and said, “Then we should go to my room.”
“Fuck, yes,” Sam echoed.
This time, when I tried to move my hands from their chests, they let me. I wrapped my fingers around theirs and led them from the room, the music and everyone else at the party fading away. The country music anthem we’d all been line dancing to faded into the song from Pretty in Pink’s prom scene. I wasn’t going to be missed. And if I was, all the girls would think I’d found my Las Vegas–style fling.
I might be a little bit crazy for leading two huge aliens to my room, but I wasn’t stupid. I’d stay at the palace with guards around. All I had to do was scream and I’d have an entourage of royal guards swarming.
The farther we got from the public area of the palace and closer to the guest wing, all that was left was me and two Prillon hunks… and their huge, hard cocks. By the time I closed the door to the beautiful bedroom I’d been given, I’d lost some of my boldness. My brain was trying to slut shame me into changing my mind, but my body was ready. My panties were ruined. My nipples were hard.
I’d planned this. A weekend away, although there was no such thing as a weekend in space. Wulf wasn’t in the room to rip Sam’s and Nik’s heads off to protect my honor. He wasn’t even on the planet. Or in the same part of the galaxy. He was on Earth with Olivia, doing talk