Author: Eva Lefoy
ISBN: 9781311030573more from this user
A tale of lust and betrayal told from three men’s perspectives….
With his lover sentenced to die, Kayn has no choice but to go to his commanding officer and beg for a pardon. But when he arrives, he’s drugged and seduced into Tyre’s bed instead. Once there, Kayn discovers Tyre’s hidden secret, and his long-simmering attraction to his superior ignites. Driven by his new-found passion, their lovemaking breaks ship protocols and there will be hell to pay. When the drug wears off, Kayn makes a new bargain: he’ll move into his captain’s bed if Tyre will let Rhace live. Tyre agrees, but their plans are thwarted by an unexpected enemy arrival.
Privileged Rhace detests everything about shipboard life. He barely tolerates his lower-status lover, Kayn, and worries Tyre is out to get him. But when Tyre hands him a dream job – spying on their enemy at the pleasure planet New Dheni – he accepts with glee, planning to abandon his post for good. When he meets the A’Chati prince, he falls head over heels for a man his equal, only to find he’s been set up. Arrested as a traitor, he’s headed to the gallows until his sexually acrobatic A’Chati lover shows up to rescue him. But for Rhace, the last minute reprieve will cost him the very thing he desires most: his freedom.
Tyre has tried for years to come to terms with his longing for Kayn but failed miserably. With Rhace out of his hair for good – dead or alive – he seizes his chance to act. Tyre will do anything to get Kayn into his arms, even drug them both into a lustful stupor, but afterwards, can he convince Kayn to stay or does his heart truly belong to the aristocratic Rhace? Tortured by his own needs and fears, Tyre turns to his crutch of self-inflicted pain to ease his anguish only to find that this time, he’s gone too far and only Kayn can save him.
Warning: contains overactive waste disposal units, unusual alien sexual abilities, self-torture of male sensitive parts, and high-energy virtual reality space lovin’
My first instinct was to jerk away from the touch. But Tyre was ready for my reaction. His finger held me firmly in place.
I’d just gotten used to the contact when his other hand put gentle pressure on my chin, turning my face to meet his. “He wasn’t good enough for you, Kayn. But I am.”
Heat shot through me, leaving shock in its wake. Tyre was a big, powerful man, commander of this vessel. I was merely a cog in the wheel, and I’d just lost my lover. I was technically available. But with the vid of Rhace’s betrayal replaying in my head, now was hardly the time to think about sex even though I found myself leaning toward him. Who wouldn’t? The man was handsome, magnificent in form, ruthless in battle. An unbeatable opponent. And me? What could I possibly offer him? I was broken. Only a shell.
The commander licked his plump bottom lip and hot, lurid images of Tyre’s mouth on mine slammed through my brain. He half-grinned as though he knew my thoughts exactly. “Come. I want to share something with you.”
He stepped away and plucked a small blue vial from a drawer. I stood there dumbly while he pressed a finger to my lips and said, “Open.”
Doing as told, I watched as he bit the end off the vial and poured silvery crystalline pleasure enhancer on my tongue. My eyes widened. The stuff – nicknamed dust - was expensive, and rare. It enhanced male orgasm length and intensity, even allowing for continuous multiples. The fact Tyre had it at his disposal didn’t astonish me, but it gave me new respect for the man’s power. My body warmed in my clothes the instant it began to dissolve, my temperature quickly rising to uncomfortable. I raised my hands to my collar to find relief but his were already there.
dark erotica, MM, pain junkie, outer space, three different points of view