“I can smell your pleasure on you,” he murmured in a low voice, shocking her into stillness. She twisted but couldn’t meet his eyes. His lips almost brushed her ear. “Don’t touch yourself again like that. Your orgasms are mine. When you come next time, it’ll be because I allowed it. Because I touched you and brought you to it. Understand, little mouse?”
I “Options, Skinny. Not f*****g. Especially not on my bridge,” T’Raal called over from the other side of the room. “Or I’ll throw you both out a damn airlock!”
Altav grinned as he pushed back upright and held his hand out to her.
“Come on, little mouse, you can tell me all about your father and his operation. I need to know everything.”
An hour later Skinny had a much better understanding of the way Marika’s father operated his business
