See her bent over the end of my bed, bared and prepared to take me into her. Tied against the shower, hot water falling over her skin as I licked the luscious fruit between her thighs.
I could imagine the feeling of her as she took me, as she screamed and writhed beneath me.
I was usually the one to bring pleasure to the women I brought into my bed, but this one damned human was already doing me in. I had never felt things like this before. It was the exact feeling I had been told to watch for, a stirring of inescapable need. The thought of her was sending me back into a whirlwind.
I needed her.
Her.
Kylie.
Even the name was doing something to me.
Kylie. A fucking human. The one species of female that we were strictly forbidden to bring into our harems. Curse me and my need to taste a human pussy. If I took her, if anyone found out... we were doomed to be hanged before the pit of the Grlak. Eaten before our feet would touch the soil of the planet Cox again.
"Danik!" I swore in my home tongue, a string of profanities filling the air as I stood, letting my hands run over the soft bedspread that I knew would look so much better with her on it.
I would have her. Even if it meant going against my heritage, against my father, against my sanity. I would have her; consequences be damned.
There was only one thing that was standing in my way. Myro wanted Kylie too, I had seen it in his eyes. He was too much of a goody-goody to take the risk of a human, however. Which meant he had to go. I would let him have the girl. And I wouldn't let him report me either.
I had been waiting for a reason to get rid of the whiney Coxian mutt for a while. The avenue to do so, however, was definitely not what I expected.
"Myro!" My voice carried down the long halls of our ship the second I reached it, the door to my quarters sliding shut behind me. "Myro!"
My own voice echoing around me, I raced toward the common area he usually sat in, monitoring the workings of the ship as he read from one of those pesky books. I knew he had picked a few old battered copies of some ancient relic from the surface of Earth.
He was in the room, but not as I had expected him.
Myro lay out on the wide velvet sofa, pants down, cock exposed, his hand rubbing up and down his long shaft as he smiled and mumbled something to himself. My hungry longing for the human was quickly replaced by humor, a low chuckle rising from my belly as I collapsed myself into the foot of the chaise. My weight sagged him toward me and pulled him out of whatever reverie he was in with a start.
"Do you want to measure, brother? Because I promise you that I will win." I teased, letting my hand run up his calf slowly as he swore and attempted to tuck his already engorged member back into his pants. Good luck. The fucking bastard was blessed in more than his ability to control women’s climax's.
Wasted talents.
"I already know that's not the case." Myro snapped and kicked me off the foot of the couch, my ass hitting the floor as he jumped up and finished tucking himself away. "And if you don't stop lusting after me—"
"I'm not lusting after you, brother, I know what cloth cut you and you may possess powers and a cock of the gods themselves, but I know better than to entwine myself with that." So much for my good mood, my eyes sparked with golden hate as he did the same, the two of us grinning and growling and staring in sparks of gold that reflected across the room.
"Ha! You reek of jealousy, Fey. Just because my father can keep his concubines and their brats alive... yours would rather let them fight to the death." Myro stepped closer, the golden light in his eyes fading something closer to red. Red of danger.
I had seen the color enough growing up—he wasn't wrong after all—my father enjoyed a good fight and he didn't care what the cost was. I was only favored because I’d killed all of the weaker of his children in the pits he keeps in his orchard. Lust for the girl, humor at seeing Myro with his cock out, it was all gone in the light of Myro's eyes. I would never know why our parents had placed us together, but each day was a day too many.
"We fight for what is ours, I was raised to. Which reminds me, the reason you were lying here with your cock out..." Myro froze as I postured him, my smile growing as both the grin and dangerous red of his eyes faded. "Kylie is mine. I plan to take her."
"You plan to take a human?" Myro was laughing now, stepping away from me as he ran his hand through his hair, a low chuckle echoing over the ugly books that he had stacked around the room.
I tensed, shoulders tightening as I watched his every move. I would either be attacking him or jettisoning him out into space. There was no point in hiding my plans from him. We were bound together; he would find out either way. His reaction would merely determine how I would get rid of him.
"I do. She is mine." I repeated the words that had buzzed through my head since I had seen her, the exact words that Myro had spoken to her. My stomach churned at the memory and I stepped toward the Coxian, recognizing what I had missed before. Lustful determination. "And I'm not going to share, Myro."
Muscles coiled
