Their Rebel Mate [Helan Universe 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

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standing all by herself.
    Shit, there really was something to this mating bond stuff. She was starting to see why the women had looked so happy. She couldn’t begin to imagine feeling the pleasure of not one but two men at the same time as they felt your pleasure. It was a wonder that any of them actually left their rooms.
    Thantos’s reluctance at pulling away from his mate was nearly overwhelming, and Kim’s eyes filled with tears. The physical distance between the two men would take its toll on Thantos.
    Finally, Thantos smiled weakly and straightened his spine with determination. “My guards will be waiting for me in the shuttle bay. I need to go. Have fun drafting your announcement.”
    Kerek grinned and nodded as Thantos walked out the door.
    What announcement?
    “I see you, Kim. You don’t have to hide, you know. You can come out.”
    She covered her embarrassment at being caught spying by sauntering out, chin held high. Instead of looking impressed, Kerek smirked. “You didn’t like any of the clothes, lira ?”
    Crap. She’d actually forgotten to get dressed. Worse, somewhere along the way, probably when the sensations of Thantos and Kerek making out started to invade her body, she’d dropped the sheet. It all resulted in her standing naked as the day she was born in front of Kerek.
    The blush that crept up her chest to her cheeks was impossible to stop, but Thantos had said Helans didn’t have a problem with nudity. Raising her right eyebrow despite her probably flaming cheeks, she crossed her arms over her breasts in an aggressive stance and cocked one hip. “What if I didn’t like any of the dresses?”
    Kerek crossed the few feet to her, looming over her with a sensual smile. “I find I quite like you nude, lira . You can stay just like this, should you feel the need.”
    God, why was the idea of lounging around naked for him so damn arousing? Tiny goose bumps rose all along her body, and her nipples tightened almost painfully, and it was impossible to pretend the reaction was because she was cold. Not when her pussy was already wet and clenching.
    Kerek reached out and feathered one finger down her breastbone, dipping it into her belly button and stopping right at the very top of her mound. He ruffled her neatly trimmed curls but never let his finger stray even farther down. “Be careful, Kim. Just because I haven’t bonded with you doesn’t mean I don’t desire you. And you will find that I’m not as…accommodating…as our Thantos.”
    Holy crap, her clit was standing at attention, straining toward him, practically begging for that finger to drift down and give it a good, firm stroke. That was probably all she needed to explode anyway.
    Kerek stepped back, putting a good six inches between them. “I need to work, though. Do both of us a favor and put something on before I decide that burying myself in your luscious little body is far more interesting than doing my job.”
    She should have been insulted, but the idea that she affected him so strongly filled her with pride. Spinning on her heel, she walked back to the bedroom, swinging her hips for all she was worth, surprised when they didn’t dislocate. Kerek’s soft groan was all she needed to smile.
    She stared at all the clothes and settled on the green number. It slid silkily over her body, leaving her feeling like a sex goddess. Of course, there were no underwear or bras in sight, and everyone who looked would be able to see her nipples pressing against the material, but hell, they were so hard, they’d probably poke right through a bra anyway.
    By the time she was dressed, Kerek had sat down at his desk. The vidscreen was on, and he was typing away frantically. “Hungry?” he asked without looking up.
    Her stomach growled loudly, saving her from having to answer.
    He smiled and stopped typing long enough to gesture to the table behind her. “There is a selection of fruit, and the chef sent down a bowl of majtai . If you’d like

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