Page 9 of Enforced Love

“We’ll be out on a mission for the next six weeks,” Dracon stated. “But we’ll definitely make this the first stop on the way back.”

I saw Heath flinch and let loose his nipple. I hadn’t thought I was being rough.

“Six weeks sounds perfect,” I said. Most Enforcer missions lasted six weeks followed by time off, depending on the mission. I was heading to the crime-riddled fifth quadrant. I would definitely be ready for some of their type of rest and relaxation when I got back. And I would be back. “But let’s worry about the rest of tonight, right now,” I added.

Dracon grinned, and Heath moaned.

“Why don’t you slide back over here and see what you can figure out to do with that sassy mouth of yours, Emma,” Dracon said, and I smiled so big I thought it might split my face.

“I thought you’d never ask,” I murmured. I leaned up to Heath and took his mouth in a scorching kiss. Dracon’s cock slid completely free of me, but that was okay. I planned to lick that magnificent length of masculine flesh clean of my juices and get him ready to fuck me again.

“Why don’t you go wash up?” I suggested to Heath as I pulled back from his lips.

He grinned at me and slid from the bed. I glanced down and laughed as I noted his sex already hardening again. When he turned, I got an even nicer view of taut ass cheeks and long, muscular legs. His back. Wow. I’d never seen anyone with that many muscles in their back. Did I say he was masculine perfection? He was.

“Hurry back,” I urged him then turned my attention back to Dracon.

I licked my lips as my gaze strayed from his head all the way down to his feet then back up again. So many places I wanted to touch and caress, to taste and consume. The only question left was where to start.

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