Miah

“Good morning.”

Sarah Granger flashes me a wicked smile. She’s cooking breakfast, and the wonderful smell fills the entire ship.

“Did you sleep okay?”

“I don’t think she slept for one second,” Ava Payne says. Her belly is round — I can’t wait ‘till mine looks like that.

“We’re just teasing you,” Aria Winters says.

“That’s mean,” I laugh. “I’m new here, you ought to be nice to me.”

“Then you shouldn’t have kept us up all night,” Abby yells from the other room.

My face turns as red as a beet. “I didn’t really, did I?” I whisper.

“Nah,” Lilith Rose comforts me. “I can’t hear anything over Daruk’s snoring anyway.”

“Well,” Ava smirks, “you’ve got the first rule of dating a Zoran down: Keep his balls drained.”

“Ava!” Sarah says, covering Jacob’s ears. “Language!”

“What?” she laughs. “It’s true. I heard you and Kazim last night. And every night before that. That little tyke hasn’t slowed you two down one bit.”

“Same goes for you!” Sarah says.

“You still…” my voice trails off.

“What? Go ahead, ask,” Ava says. “I’m an open book, as you’ve noticed.”

“Well, with your belly and all…”

“Oh, this?” Ava laughs, patting her belly. “Come on, feel. Don’t be shy.”

She grabs my hand and places it on her stomach.

“Yes, we still do the deed, if that’s what you’re wondering. You just have to use some pillows, find a comfortable position, but it’s very do-able. In fact, Turnon has been even hornier now that I’m so curvy, if you can believe that.”

“Whoa,” is all I can say.

It seems my time on this ship will be far from boring!

Egon strolls into the room, a robe loosely tied around his beautiful, emerald green frame. We all fall silent as he walks in.

“What?” he asks, stopping dead in his tracks.

“Nothing,” I say, my face red.

We all burst out laughing simultaneously. Egon just shakes his head, kisses my cheek and grabs some breakfast.

I think I’ll fit right in here.

* * *

Egon

Miah looks as beautiful as ever. We’ve both kept each other all night, going at like a pair of rabid animals. I can’t resist her. Only the need for food got us out of bed this morning, but I can’t wait to drag her back in there.

Kazim walks into the kitchen, his blue body covered in armor. We’re all equals here, but the man exudes authority. As far as I’m concerned he’s earned it; he’s proven himself in battle.

“Egon,” he says. “How was your first night on our ship? Comfortable, I hope?”

My eyes dart towards my mate, and I fight to suppress a smirk. “You could say that.”

Kazim nods. “I don’t want to interrupt the honeymoon period, but I’ve received some intel on your old pack. I thought you might want to know.”

I sit up straight right away.

“Who?” I say. “Torin? Kane? Or is it Marcas?”

Those were the three warriors who were with me that fateful day. I was their leader — and I let them all down. I can’t rest until I’ve freed every one of them from the Federation’s clutches, and together, we can clear our names and set the record straight once and for all.

Kazim shakes his head. “Torin is locked up in Blackgate, I’m afraid. We weren’t able to intercept his transport.”

Fuck. Blackgate’s a prison planet, and it’s damn near impenetrable. Yet, where there’s a will there’s a way, and my will is strong enough to knock down walls.

“Marcus has gone off of our radar. However, I do have a lead on Kane.”

That gets my attention.

“Where is he?”

“We got unconfirmed reports of a silver Zoran working as muscle for a crime syndicate out in the Vagreon sector. My gut says that he’s our man.”

“What? That can’t be him,” I argue. “Kane would never do that.”

Kazim shrugs. “We… unsuccessfully attacked Kane’s transport. We managed to critically damage the transport vessel he was in, but we took serious damage ourselves, so we had to retreat, unfortunately. It was right by the Triadad Cluster, which is only a short cruiser ride from Vagreon. It’s possible his ship went down there. It’s the only lead we have.”

I nod decisively. “Let’s follow-up on it, then.”

I’m finding you, Kane. Even if I have to turn over every rock in the galaxy — I will find you.

Miah wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me.

“Come back to bed, honey,” she whispers into my ear. “But don’t make it too obvious.”

I look at Kazim. “How far is the Vagreon sector from here?”

The blue Zoran smiles. “Far enough.”

I lift my mate up by her waist and carry her off demonstratively.

“You can’t help but make a scene, can you?” Miah laughs, her face red, when I place her on our bed.

“I’m not going to hide my love for you,” I growl before kissing her passionately. “Not now, and not ever.”