Total pages in book: 175
Estimated words: 166095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 830(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 830(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Dora pretends to consider this and then slides back down next to Bethiah. “Well, I’m awake now and ready for my second orgasm, if you’re offering.”
And she reaches for me.
Kef, satisfying two females can be exhausting…and yet I’ve never been happier. With a grin, I slide lower on the bed so I can play with two sets of thighs, and what’s between them.
Seventy-Three
DORA
“We shouldn’t leave her on the ship,” Bethiah tells Jamef, her arms crossed. “What if someone steals it?”
“You’re the only one that ever steals the keffing ship,” he growls back. There’s a fierce glare on his hard face, his red eye menacing this morning.
I bite back a sigh at their bickering. Here we were getting along so well. The moment we came in sight of the station, though, Jamef and Bethiah have been fighting. They’ve fought the entire way in and fought when the ship was docking, too. Now we’re getting ready to enter the station and yup, still fighting.
In this particular case, I agree with Bethiah. I don’t want to be left behind on the ship. Not because I feel like it’s dangerous…I just don’t want them leaving me alone while they explore the station. I don’t want them deciding anything in relation to their jobs without me there. I sure don’t want both of them deciding that they need to leave me behind for my own good while they collect bounties.
That seems like something that could happen all too easily, so I raise a hand and speak up. “Um, guys, I want to go with you.”
Jamef turns toward me, his hands on his hips, and shakes his head. “Haal Ui isn’t one of the nicer stations. I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
There are nicer stations? Every one I’ve seen so far (granted, I haven’t seen many) are absolute armpits of the universe. I look over at Bethiah. “I’ll wear a collar. I’ll pretend to be a slave. Whatever you need. I just want to go with you. I need to learn more about the universe if I’m going to be safe in it. How can I learn to be street smart if you guys completely shelter me?”
She tilts her head, considering me. Then she looks over at Jamef. “Nope, I changed my mind. You’re right. She needs to stay here.”
“Wait,” I protest. “No!”
Jamef looks taken aback. “You’re actually agreeing with me?”
Bethiah nods. “I just recalled the last time I was here and how everyone treated the human slaves. Plus, the last time I took her on a station, she was stolen.”
“Yes, by him,” I point out, flapping a hand at Jamef. “That doesn’t count.”
“It counts,” Bethiah says.
“It absolutely counts,” Jamef agrees.
I grit my teeth. “This doesn’t seem very fair. You’re just going to keep me hidden on this ship forever?”
“Not forever. You’re just not coming out on this station.” Jamef’s expression is determined, as is his posture. I’m not going to get anywhere with him, I can tell already.
I turn to Bethiah, but she’s watching him, her expression thoughtful. “I like the idea of the three of us having a cantina date, but I’m thinking of the places here at Haal Ui and you’re right. They’re not great.”
“The last time I was here, I got robbed,” Jamef says.
Bethiah smirks at him. “That was me.”
“I know. And the time before that I was hit over the head and kidnapped,” he continues.
“That was also me.”
I throw my hands up in frustration. “So wait, I’m being hidden away because the common denominator in all this danger is Bethiah?”
“There are other bad sorts, too,” Jamef says, unrelenting. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but it’s been decided.”
“You both suck,” I announce. “I’m an adult. I should be able to go where I want.”
Bethiah advances toward me, her eyes narrowed. She captures my chin between her fingers and forces me to look up at her as if I’m a naughty child instead of a grown-ass woman. “Please tell me you’re not going to do anything stupid like escape the ship and go exploring the station on your own, fluffit.”
I smack her hand away. “I’m annoyed, not a moron. Give me some credit, please? If I leave this ship, I’m risking my life. I know that. There’s a million goons out there that would love to snatch me up to sell to the highest bidder.”
“Exactly. Which is why it’s best if you stay here on this ship.” She boops my nose, as if it’s all settled. “We’ll find a less unpleasant station and take you out to a cantina for an evening out, hmm? Just not this one.”
Jamef moves to Bethiah’s side, and their tails twine briefly in a move that normally makes my heart squeeze with affection. Right now, it just cements the realization that they’re both against me. It’s two versus one. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but Bethiah is right. We’ll check in with the guild, pick up a few bounties, and be on our way again. I promise we won’t leave you alone here for long.”