Her Mile High Mates [The Hot Millionaires #4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Zara Chase

think they’re for the guards. They patrol twenty-four/seven. There are also dogs and sophisticated alarms.”
    “Only someone with a lot to hide would need that sort of security.”
    “Precisely.”
    Peyton had lingered for longer than he’d intended. He increased speed and altitude and headed back to the hangar. Fabia didn’t speak again until they were back on the ground and Peyton cut the engine. He climbed out of the chopper and walked around to help her down, wondering if he’d convinced her to back off from Asimov.
    “Keep your head low,” he said. “The rotor’s still turning.”
    Once they were clear of the machine and Peyton’s mechanic stepped up to manoeuvre it back into the hangar, Fabia finally spoke.
    “I see what you mean about it being impregnable,” she said.
    “Fabia, I—”
    “Don’t! I know what you’re going to say, but don’t,” she said, anguished. “You think if Sonia went in there, she won’t be coming out, but you don’t know that for sure. If she hit it off with one of the guards, perhaps—”
    “I doubt it, babe.” He took her hand as they took the steps back to the loft. “Keeping someone on the premises who isn’t supposed to be there would get the guard into deep shit. He wouldn’t risk it.”
    Clyde greeted them when they returned to the loft. So did an appetising smell.
    “Enjoy the ride?” he asked Fabia.
    “Yes, it was quite an experience, but I didn’t like what I saw of the Kremlin. You’re right,” she said, sighing. “There’s no way Sonia could have gotten in there.”
    “That’s what we’ve been trying to tell you.”
    “So if she isn’t in there, where the hell is she?”

Chapter Eight
     
    “I can’t believe how hungry I am,” Fabia said, tucking into Clyde’s spicy shrimp curry. “This is really good.”
    Clyde winked at her while Peyton refilled her glass. “Glad you like it.”
    “Any ideas what I should do about Sonia now?”
    Fabia pushed away her empty plate, still surprised that she could eat so much when her sister was missing. Up until now, food had stuck in her throat and she’d had to force herself to eat enough to keep her body going. Perhaps it was the relief of a burden shared. She glanced first at Peyton, his handsome face partly in shadow as he flashed a raffish grin that brought to mind their activities in the hot tub the previous night. He was ethical and reliable, she already knew that much about him. More than that, just looking at him turned her on. Meeting his hungry gaze and watching desire swirling in the depths of his incredible eyes made her hot as hell.
    She absolutely shouldn’t be thinking about sex at a time like this. Disgusted with herself, she glanced away, only for her eyes to clash with Clyde’s. When she saw an identical message in his expression to that which Peyton was making no effort to conceal, she knew she was fighting a losing battle. Especially since she could no longer fool herself into pretending indifference. She wanted them both as much as they seemed to want her, and she reckoned they knew it. Her pussy clenched as she held Clyde’s magnetic gaze, and she recalled the feel of his long cock buried deep inside her in that shower. This was so not a good idea.
    Think about Sonia.
    She was, but it didn’t help. She still felt as horny as hell. Desperately grateful to no longer be floundering alone in the dark with no clear purpose, she now also needed to feel cherished and protected. It was a weakness she could ill afford to indulge, but the messages her body was sending out appeared stronger than the power of positive thinking and there wasn’t a damned thing she could do about it.
    “Have you reported her missing to the guardia? ” Peyton asked, amusement in his tone, as though he’d read her thoughts.
    Fabia rolled her eyes. “Yes, but they won’t do anything. She’s an adult, and there’s no sign that she left against her will, so basically, they don’t want to