Page 65 of Caught By Menace

“Hello, ma’am.”

Ma’am? That wasn’t at all what she expected. His easygoing smile settled her nerves.

“Hazard is an old and dear friend of mine. He doesn’t get to spend much time in this area but he’s on a one-week layover on theValiant. Hazard has agreed to help me make your fantasy a reality tonight.”

Naya stiffened as the implication hit home. Last week, when Menace had been flipping through the various channelsavailable in the 900 range, he’d landed on a prison scene where one woman was being taken by five guards.

At first, she’d experienced utter revulsion at the very idea, but then something primal had flicked on deep inside her. Living on the streets as a child, her greatest fears had been kidnapping, arrest, interrogation and sexual assault. Like Hallie, Naya’s body seemed to have confused the signals between fear and arousal. The things that terrified her most seemed to arouse her the most.

She gulped and glanced at Menace. “You want your friend to… With us?”

Menace’s fingertips stroked the swells of her breasts. “Possibly.”

She relaxed a little. It was clear Menace wasn’t going to just let Hazard have free access to her body.

“This is fantasy, Naya. It’s a chance for you to explore the things that arouse you and frighten you in a safe environment.” He grasped the front of her collar and tugged her face down until their lips were almost touching. The controlling gesture made her belly swoop with excitement. “Are you ready?”

Her eyes closed briefly. Arousal and fear swamped her, the waves of strong emotion drowning her. When she opened her eyes, Menace’s steady gaze warmed her skin. There was only one thing to say. “Yes.”

Chapter Fourteen

Menace kept aclose watch on Naya via the monitor attached to the private playroom door. She sat on a metal bench in a room designed to look exactly like a hybrid prison cell and interrogation room. He’d left her arms cuffed at her sides to ratchet up her anxiety. He wanted her apprehensive and a bit scared but never terrified.

“Here.” Hazard tossed him a gray shirt emblazoned with the guard insignia from the Kovark prison system.

“Is this real?”

The dark-haired pilot nodded and slipped into his shirt. Instead of simple guard insignia, Hazard’s shirt bore the marks of a warden. “I grabbed a few of these the last time I was on a long-range prisoner transport. I try to pick up things I know you boys out on these installations can’t get your hands on easily. These shirts are better than credits when it comes to trades with other pilots and soldiers. You wouldn’t believe how many of the guys here on theValiantwant them. This fantasy of your little wifey in there is a common one.”

“That doesn’t surprise me.” Menace jammed his arms through the shirt and zipped up the front. He supposed it was good that Hazard had found some perks to his punishment duty of flying the long treks between outposts. “How much longer do you think they’ll keep you on long-range duty?”

Hazardharrumphed. “At least seven months,” he answered. “I won’t have another duty review until then. After that stunt I pulled, I wouldn’t be surprised if Orion kept me on this shit duty for another year just to teach me a lesson.”

“You’re lucky the admiral didn’t bust you down more than one rank.”

“He also took most of my damn Grab points.”

Menace winced with sympathy. “To be fair, you could have gotten a prison sentence. You disobeyed a direct order and lost a ship in the process.”

“I also rescued three of our men from enemy hands. Technically I brought the ship back in one piece. It just, you know, fractured and burst into flames when we docked.” Menace snorted. “Twenty-plus years in the service and you’re still a hothead.”

“Spare me, Menace. How many scrapes did the two of us barely survive when I was your squadron’s pilot? I’ve lost track of the number of times we were disciplined.”

“That was a long time ago,” Menace replied. “I have a wife now. Those days are long gone.”

“Sure they are.” Hazard smiled and clapped him on the shoulder. “You ready to do this thing?”

Menace nodded and gripped Hazard’s wrist. His touch was firm but nonthreatening. “Naya means more to me than you can possibly understand. I’m giving you a hell of a lot of leeway with her, but one wrong move and you’ll have to learn to work the flight controls with your feet.”

Hazard became serious. “You have my word of honor. I’m here only to help a friend give his wife pleasure. I go only as far as you allow and she desires.”

“Good.” Menace stepped back and gestured to the door. “After you, Warden.”

With a waggle of his eyebrows and an enthusiastic grin, Hazard shoved the door wide open and stormed inside. Menace came in half a second behind him and kicked the door shut. Naya jumped on the bench. Eyes wide, she quickly assessed the situation and realized Menace wasn’t in charge. Her uptick inbreathing told Menace all he needed to know. She was off-kilter and perfectly primed for the wild ride he had in store for her.

“Prisoner A114, on your feet!”

Startled by Hazard’s shout, Naya leapt off the bench. Her gaze jumped from Hazard’s face to his own. He kept his features schooled. If she wanted to stop, she had her safeword. In the same way she trusted him to keep her safe, he trusted her to know when to use her out.

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