“I would.” Dax’s deep, rumbly vow made my p***y clench beneath the robe and I heard Dax take a deep breath, drawing in the scent of my arousal. He growled then, pulling me closer. My brother stood silent and stoic with his hand out with his peace offering.
“Shake his hand, Dax.” I pulled Dax’s hand forward and placed it in Seth’s so my brother could shake it. I smiled then, pleased to know that Seth understood. Maybe he, too, was looking for a mate.
Smiling, I wiggled my eyebrows at my brother in a suggestive manner. “You know, you’re a captain now.”
“I know.” My brother released Dax’s hand and looked confused.
“You can request a matched mate from the Interstellar Bride Program. She’d be perfect for you in every way, your perfect match.”
Seth burst out laughing and I grinned, suddenly
