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“Hmm, I don’t know if she could handle both of us,” I say, giving Mezli an assessing look.

Mezli’s brows shoot up. “I-Is that a challenge, Lord Nafar?” she asks, her cocky demeanor faltering for a moment.

I smirk, finally feeling like I’m no longer at a disadvantage in our bizarre dynamic. “You know, I’m starting to like it when you call me that. You should use my title in the bedroom, too. Because by the end of the night, both of you will be begging me for my cocks as you worship me from your knees.”

“Oh my god,” Eden gasps, her breath hitching.

All three of us stand in silence as we wait to see if Mezli will take the bait. Will she tell me to fuck off and that I’ll be the one begging for her? Or will she like the idea of being forced to heel? Fuck, does it even matter? Either scenario has my cocks swelling, eager at the prospect of being with thesexalas.

A slow grin stretches across Mezli’s face. “Alright. But you’re not calling the shots tonight,Phelix.”

I can’t say I’m shocked at her objecting to me taking control. Though she surprises me with what she says next. “Eden will set the pace. She’ll decide what she wants from us.”

“I will?” Eden asks, breathless at the idea.

“Yes.” Mezli and I say in unison, finally in total agreement.

It’s the best scenario. Neither of us will have the upper hands.

“O-okay.” Eden smiles up at us through her glasses, shy but eager. “I never thought my first time would involve two…” She trails off as her gaze falls to my groin.

Mezli lets out a peal of laughter. “Oh sweet Eden, get ready for the night of your life.”

20

I’ve had over a decade to imagine what my first time would be like. For a few years, I imagined that a traveling repair technician would see me from across a field as I was working up a sweat in the mid-day heat, and be so overcome that they had to claim me right there in the dirt of my family’s farm. Then, the ill-begotten fantasies about Artem, the older man who would teach me about my body and all the ways to pleasure him with a gentle but firm hand. I even dreamed about what it would be like with the brilliant alien doctor when our comms a year ago grew more personal. But in all my fantasies, I never thought it would be with two people, let alone the two most attractive aliens I’ve ever seen.

Part of me thinks I must’ve had a bad reactionto the meds Phelix gave me earlier, and this is just a fever dream. Though, my imagination wouldn’t be this wild.

I chatter nervously the whole way from the club to Phelix’s hotel, but as the door to his room slides open, I fall silent in awe.

This isn’t a hotel room, it’s a penthouse.

“Only the best for the noble lord, eh?” Mezli asks, her tone laced with mockery. I guess she’s seen places like this loads of times in the past. I can’t imagine it was easy to give up a lifestyle where she’d get to stay in places like this. When she casually strides into the living area and sets a hip on the back of the sleek couch, letting the glow of the false fireplace wash over her rosy skin, she looks made for this level of luxury.

Me, on the other hand, I’m ridiculously out of place. The light fixtures alone look like they cost more than my parents’ farm. I knew that Mezli and Phelix were nobility, but I didn’t process what that truly meant until now. This place is the kind of fancy where I’m afraid to touch anything and sully it with my unrefined presence.

Phelix picks up on my trepidation, placing a hand on my lower back and guiding me further inside. “Can I get you something to help you feel more at ease, Eden?” His touch does the opposite of putting me at ease, and I inhale sharply as his palm slips down to rest just above the curve of my ass.

He quickly removes his hand and gives me a concerned look. “If you’re not comfortable with this…with me touching you, it’s okay. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for.”

“No, god, I’m so ready!” I blurt, wishing he’d put all four of his hands on me.

He chuckles and steps closer, his thick, solid body on the cusp of pressing against mine but not actually touching me. Leaning down, he brings his mouth closer to my ear and I’m embarrassed by how loudly my breath hitches.

“Don’t tell Mezli, but I’m nervous too,” he whispers. “It’s been a long time. Now there are two gorgeousxalasin my suite and I can only pray to the Goddess that I won’t make a fool of myself before we even make it to the bedroom.” His tone is teasing, but there’s a genuine thread of vulnerability beneath it.

“Whatever happens, I appreciate you doing this. With me. Withus.” I gesture over to Mezli, who’s moved to the kitchen, poking around and pointedly giving us space to talk.

“It’s my absolute pleasure. I’ll use all the skills I possess—even if they are a bit rusty—to make it your pleasure, too. I may need some of your expert advice on human anatomy. I know the basics, but trust you’ll teach me the finer details of your body.”

My core clenches at the way his voice deepens into a seductive rasp. I chuckle, pretending that I’m adept at flirting and not silently freaking out about how this isfinallyhappening. “You’re not an expert on human physiology, Dr. Nafar? I’m shocked.”

“Oh, and you’re any more versed in nexxit bodies, Dr. Mori?”

“I’ve studied nexxit anatomy. I know what you have going on in the most general sense.” I wave my hand toward his crotch and his lip quirks. I don’t admit that the study was because of my crush I developed on him last year.

My eyes dart over to Mezli, who’s making herself at home in the suite’s kitchen, pouring herself a full glass of wine. Shit, I still haven’t told her that I know Phelix. I should’ve told her from the start, but I was scared she’d tell the agents and they’d send me packing.

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