Zunix:

I hadn’t expected Dariux to loan me his skimmer, but he was happy to trade for access to my ThoughtVault.

He’s searching for something. Under normal circumstances, I’d be curious to know what he’s looking for, but these aren’t normal circumstances. Right now, my instincts tell me that it’s far more important to find out what Herrix and Belfox are hiding.

Unfortunately, my search is fruitless. I ride up and down the eastern edge of Lake Tuli for an hour, looking for anything that seems out of place, but I find nothing. Frustrated, I make my way back to camp, only to run into Liorax and Olivia by the lake near my house.

She’s wearing a happy smile on her face. “Guess what?” she calls out. “I beat Herrix in an archery contest.”

“Should I be surprised? I’m not.” I brush a kiss against her soft cheek. “Did Herrix wander away in a sulk? Is that why we have the pleasure of your company today?”

Her expression darkens. “Herrix tried to kill Fluffy,” she bites out. “It’s a good thing he wandered away because otherwise, I would have throat-punched him.”

Liorax gives her an affectionate look. “I’m happy to punch him for you anytime you want, little human,” he says. “Herrix wagered that Olivia wouldn’t be able to beat him,” he explains to me. “If he lost, he agreed to give up a month of her company.”

“That was a brilliant wager.” Her eyes shine with appreciation as she looks at Liorax. “I owe you a favor.” She winks at me. “And you owe me one,” she says. “Are you going to tell me why I supposed to keep Herrix and Belfox away from Lake Tuli?”

“They’re up to something,” I reply. “I’m trying to figure out what.” My voice lowers to a growl. “Take off your clothes, and I will be happy to repay my debts.”

Her breathing catches. Then, holding our gazes, she lifts her shirt over her head. “I like the sound of that,” she whispers.

* * *

Olivia:

No regrets.

I probably shouldn’t go all the way with them today, not unless I’m prepared to risk splitting the camp up into factions. And I’m not. It’s almost time for us to set out to find the other women, and we don’t need anything distracting us from that. For Viola, Harper, Ryanna, and Sofia’s sake, I’ve got to stay strong.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t fool around with the two of them. Liorax is definitely getting a blowjob. He went down on me, and I still haven’t reciprocated.

I’m a big believer in equality.

Zunix opens his front door and tugs me inside. The moment the door shuts behind the three of us, Liorax pulls me into his arms, and his lips meet mine. “You taste so good,” he breathes in between kisses.

“You too,” I tell him, running my fingers down his chest, tracing each of his tightly corded muscles. “But I want more.” I kneel before him and tug impatiently at his pants.

He inhales sharply, and his eyes glaze with need. “This shouldn’t be about repaying a favor, little human.”

“It isn’t.” The favor is just a convenient excuse to do something I’ve been dying to do.

“You’re sure of this, Olivia?” he asks once again.

As sure as I’ve ever been about anything in my life. “Are you going to make me beg for your cock?” I retort, holding his blue eyes in mine. “I want this. I want you.”

A smile curls the corner of his mouth. “Good.” He strips out of his pants, and his cock bobs in front of my face, already hard and with a drop of pre-cum at the tip. I cup his balls, massaging them as I flick my tongue over his head.

Zunix kneels behind me. “You are wearing too many clothes.” I lift my head off Liorax long enough to let Zunix tug my rest of my clothes free. His big hands come around me to massage my breasts, and I moan around Liorax’s cock.

“Do that again,” the dark-haired Draekon orders, and I oblige, humming as I take him deeper. His scent is subtle and smoky, his pre-cum almost sweet. I run my tongue under his shaft, finding the spots that make him gasp. He strokes my hair as I devour him, cupping his taut bottom as I pull him into my mouth. His muscles tighten as he grows closer.

Zunix runs his fingers down my spine, content to watch as I suck the other man. My pussy spasms at the thought of his green-gold eyes on us, watching as I take more of Liorax’s cock in my mouth. God, I wouldn’t have thought I was an exhibitionist, but the idea sends a thrill of pleasure through me.

Liorax’s fingers tighten in my hair. “Olivia,” he gasps my name. I bob my head faster, keeping up the pace until his hips jerk. I fight to take him to the root as he spills in my mouth.

Draekon cum is sweet. Who’d have guessed?

Liorax staggers back, his expression dazed. “You’re going to be the death of me, little human.”

I grin at him and lick my lips in satisfaction. “My turn,” Zunix growls. He helps me lie back and positions himself between my legs. “I want to taste you.”

Liorax is lightning and passion, but Zunix is all about the slow burn. He nibbles my inner thighs, nuzzles and kisses my pussy. By the time he lays his mouth on my clit, I’m dripping and wild. My hands brush his short-cropped hair, and he grasps my wrists, pinning them on either side of my hips. The dominant move is too much. Digging my heels into the floor, I press up into his mouth, demanding all he has to give.

He chuckles. “Are all humans so impatient?” he teases me, his voice muffled against my pussy. His tongue darts out and circles my clit, and I whimper and grind into him.

“Please.” I’m not too proud to beg for my orgasm.

I don’t need to ask again. He gives me all I want and more. His hands grip my bottom, and he lifts me, positioning me so I straddle him. “Ride me,” he orders. “Take your pleasure.”

For a moment, I’m tempted to slide down his giant body and drive myself onto his cock. I’m supposed to choose between two pairs, but who am I kidding? Zunix and Liorax are the only two Draekons in the world for me.

But caution stays me. Dariux said I had to date my four suitors for six months before I could choose. I can’t risk the fragile peace in the camp. There’s too much at stake—my life as well as the other women’s.

Zunix tugs my hips over his mouth, and he swipes at my pussy. Fuck yes. Desire courses through my body, threatening to overtake my common sense.

No one said you had to wait six months before getting to third base, Liv.

With a sigh of pleasure, I lower myself onto Zunix’s face. My hips rock of their own volition, my breasts bouncing. Zunix’s tongue stabs into me, thick and hot. I glance behind me. His cock is pressing against his pants, and when I see his erection, I can’t help myself.

Before he can stop me, I switch positions, turning around so I’m straddling him facing the other way. As soon as I push down his pants, his giant erection springs free. I attack, swallowing as much of him as I can take, using my hands and eager tongue when my jaws can’t stretch wide enough.

Liorax is sitting on the couch opposite me, totally naked. “You are so beautiful, Olivia,” he breathes. He’s hard again, and he fists himself as I suck Zunix’s cock. I’m so turned on. This feels so carnal, so wicked.

Zunix eats me out with gusto, and I groan and part my legs wider, rocking my hips into his mouth. When he thrusts two fingers into my pussy, my eyes roll back, and I almost explode. Liorax is pumping faster, his blue eyes never leaving my face.

Then Zunix pushes a finger into my tightly puckered anus, and my already-fragile control unravels. I climax, shuddering through aftershocks while I work his thick, beautiful cock. As I bob up and down his hard shaft, he groans into my pussy, setting me off again. His cock jumps in my hands, and I just manage to put my lips over his broad head before he erupts, filling my mouth with sweet cum.

We’re lying on the bed afterward, lazy and sated. “Tell me something,” I ask, my voice sleepy. “If you could go back home, would you?”

“We can’t go back,” Liorax replies practically. “We are Draekon. To the citizens of the High Empire, we will always be something to be afraid of.”

“Okay, what if you could leave the prison planet?” I persist. “Would you go somewhere else?”

“I would,” Zunix replies instantly. “I miss civilization. People. There is food and water on this planet, but there isn’t much else.”

“Admit it,” I tease him, running my hand over his six-pack abs. “You miss women.”

His gaze rakes over me, heavy with lust. “Not anymore,” he murmurs.

My nipples pebble and my insides twist with desire. “Want to get to third base again?”

Both of them look puzzled. Laughing at their confused expressions, I explain the concept of baseball to them. Then we get to first, second, and third base all over again.