Page 53 of Auctioned to the Convicts
“Of course. She was my sister.”
“Then you’re a better person than I am. I gave up on Vance years before he got me sentenced to Narkos. I was too wrapped up in school, in my career. I’d had enough of his lies and schemes over the years that I simply walked away from him and our family. My mom and dads coddled and made excuses for him. They didn’t want to see the truth.”
“I guess it’s too painful for parents to see a child in trouble like that. But taking care of yourself doesn’t make you bad, Vaughn.”
He turned to face her, to see why she’d fallen silent. God, she was special, sweet, and innocent. This planet would defeat her, as it had him.
“I’ll be right back. Don’t leave,” she said as she climbed off the bed and slipped out the door. Cabinet doors banged opened and shut in the kitchen before she returned and closed the bedroom door. She held a bottle of deep purple liquid and two metal glasses.
She uncorked the bottle and poured. “Sersie made this a few nights back.”
“Alcohol?”
“I probably should have asked that. I thought it was just a juice from one of the local fruits but it looked festive enough that I thought it would be nice to share. Not a celebration exactly, but. . . I don’t know, a reason to sit and talk.”
“If it’s one of Sersie’s concoctions, it could be anything. I’ll pass.”
“I trust him,” she said as she took a swig. She walked around with the glass in one hand focused on the drink. “It’s good. Sweet like fruit juice. Doesn’t taste like alcohol.”
“Go slow, just in case.”
“You almost sound like you care,” she said as she started swaying to music only she could hear.
“Like I thought. Damn fool spiked it with something. Once an addict, always an addict.”
“Rather pessimistic for a doctor.”
“I know Sersie. Seen him fall too many times.”
“You’re too quick to judge, Vaughn. Sersie, me—”
“Don’t say Vance.”
“I wasn’t going to. But you’re judging again.” She put the bottle down and reached for his hand. “Dance with me?”
“No, thanks.”
She shrugged and began dancing on her own, her hips swaying, her lush ass moving like a pendulum, soothing him, tempting him.
He moved behind her and breathed her in. She smelled so fucking sweet, pure, like one of the flowers in the jungle here, untouched by Dresden’s filth.
Vaughn lowered the zipper on her dress. Her body stilled. “Don’t stop dancing.”
She started moving again, even as the zipper reached the small of her back. He moved her hair to the side, exposing the beautiful column of her neck. As his lips pressed against her neck, she pushed her curvy ass against him.
He’d been hard for a while, but her ass nestling his cock was fucking perfect. Hannah spoke with her body as much as her lips. Every part of her was so amazingly expressive.
He kissed the nape of her neck and placed her hands against the wall. She never stopped moving those gorgeous full hips that he suspected would give him just enough purchase to hold her while he drove himself into her.
“That feels so good,” she said, her voice suddenly sultry as his hand slipped into the open back of her dress and caressed the side of her breast.
“Can’t wait to fuck you,” he said, his hand pushing up on her bra and fully cupping her right breast.
Her hand reached back to stroke his cock through his pants. Fucking fantastic. His cock pulsed, the need to be in her growing stronger than he’d ever expected. He undid his pants, letting his cock spring free into her hand.
Her hand stilled for a moment.
“Don’t tell me you changed your mind,” he said, not sure what he’d do if she told him to stop. Then again, he didn’t need to stop. She was his, by law. He didn’t need her permission. His belly turned at that thought. He’d never forced himself on a woman on Argus, but this wasn’t Argus and he wasn’t that same person anymore. Narkos was about taking what one needed. And he needed her. Sersie had his drugs to lose himself, and Ren had his project, the foolish bastard. Vaughn hadnothing. Until her. He’d lose himself in her, for a short while at least. Long enough to forget what he’d done, why he fucking belonged here.
