“Being from Sector Two, Tor, you’re the one who most enjoys a good a*s f**k,” Lev said with a grin.
I couldn’t help but laugh. “And you don’t?”
* * *
Leah
Leah
“I do not see the need for this,” I whispered to Tor.
He cupped my elbow and led me across the lush field between the various buildings. The men called them huts, but it seemed my idea of that term and a Viken’s was vastly different. They were not huts as I’d seen on Earth. They were more like cabins in the woods. Rustic and simple looking on the outside, but well-constructed with modern amenities such as kitchens and bathrooms on the inside. So much was different here. This was a race of interstellar travelers, with spaceships and technological advances I couldn’t begin to dream of… yet they chose to live like this. To cook t
