Page 5 of Survivor
But the tension in the room was obvious now. Bounty enforcers meant that even the guys were in danger of being spotted now. Especially the Athions with their distinctive blue skin.
My stomach quivered. We needed to do something, and we needed to do it quick.
Tide and Lore tugged on their boots. “We’re just going to have to be careful.”
“There’s something else,” Xavier said. “We got to be back at work in two hours.”
“What?” Tide stood and glared at Xavier. “That’ll leave Rogue alone.”
“No choice,” Vex said. “Kellon moved the shifts around. If we didn’t take it, then we’d get nothing for two days.”
Lore pinched the bridge of his nose. “You have this shift for two days?”
“Three including this one,” Xavier said. He hugged me to his side. “Rogue will be fine, won’t you?”
I nodded, my mind churning with possibilities, all forbidden but necessary. “I’ll be fine.”
Tide blew out a breath. “It’s just three hours. I guess it’ll be fine. We’ll be back off shift then.”
Three hours to find another option off this rock, because despite what the guys said, despite how hard they worked, if we were still here when the bounty enforcers showed up, we were fucked.
“I’ll be fine.” I smiled up at Xavier.
* * *
Xavier fucked me hard, his hips a piston moving in time to my cries as he thrust. My legs were hooked over his shoulders, allowing him to drive deeper, hitting that spot that had me spiraling. His skin was beaded in perspiration, slick beneath my fingers. Vex was out there, listening; the thought made me come violently. I bucked as my body tightened, and my insides gripped Xavier’s cock, milking him.
He came with a grunt, his butt flexing beneath my fingers, and then slumped over me, breathing raggedly.
“Rogue …” He kissed my cheek, the corner of my mouth, and then claimed my lips.
“Fuck this.” Vex’s voice cut through the roar of blood rushing in my ears.
Xavier pulled out of me. “Too much for you?”
Vex growled from above us.
Xavier rolled off me but didn’t leave.
I lay naked and flushed while Vex trailed his gaze over my body, and then I held my arms open to him.
Vex stripped, and Xavier sucked in a breath.
Then the Trad was falling to his knees and reaching for me. He flipped me onto my front, angled my hips up, and buried his cock inside me. I cried out at the invasion, still throbbing from my orgasm, still sensitized.
I bit back a cry. “Vex, fuck.”
He pressed his chest to my back, his lips brushing the delicate shell of my ear. “That’s the plan.”
Xavier sucked in a breath, and I saw him grasp his cock in the periphery of my vision. My body heated.
“Vex, fuck me.”
Vex gripped my hips and rolled against me, deep and satisfying, and then he began to move.
* * *
The ship was silent as I dressed in baggy cargo pants, a loose tunic, and boots. I tucked my hair into a cap and smeared my skin with grease from the engine room. The loose clothing disguised my feminine frame, and the cap and grease disguised my female facial features. All the guys were gone. I was alone, truly alone, for the first time in weeks.
