Tanin held out his hands, as if to show him that they were empty of any deceit. “I’m just a humble delivery person, captain.”
Garnet never wanted to fuck anyone more than she did Tanin in that moment.
Chapter 15
Tanin
How was a male supposed to think when his gaze was filled with the long, soft thighs of a beautiful female whose pretty cunt was right there? With very little trouble, he could spread those legs and feast on her sweetness.
But he couldn’t. Not here. Not now.
Not ever, he reminded himself firmly.
He was still angry at himself for being so weak as to allow her to join his crew. He knew better than that. A soft, warm, sensual female like her should be sheltered and adored. Worshipped like the delight she was. His ship was no place for her.
But he’d given in so easily after seeing her beating a bigger and stronger male with such thorough devastation. How could he resist that sight? And now that he’d given his word, he couldn’t turn back. Not when he saw how happy it made her.
Not when he saw how righteous and furious she became on his behalf. Stomping into this room with all the fury of an avenging warrior. Prepared to stand up to whatever authority might threaten him. Which was all they could do – threaten.
Unlike the others on his crew, Tanin still used his original ID. The others could not. The crimes they’d been flagged for on Rik-Vane weren’t the kind of things that could be ignored. They weren’t just thieves or drug dealers. Well, they did do those things, but that was just a result of living on Rik-Vane, it wasn’t the real problem.
Their ID’s were all hot. All marked. If they were ever caught, they’d be sent to the deepest, darkest hole in the universe and never allowed to see the light of day again. They had all killed their old names, their old lives, when they agreed to follow Tanin. He’d purchased them the best new identities credz could buy, and with them a clean slate. Something that would allow them freedom and a chance at life off Rik-Vane.
All of them, except for himself.
Tanin’s ID didn’t have any marks on it. He had no flags on his record. Not because he was any better of a male than his crew.
He’d just never gotten caught.
So, sitting there, in front of a highly ranked peacekeeper, his only protection a soft little female he dearly wanted to fuck, he felt no fear at all. They could tear apart his history and record and they would find nothing. The others might not be able to sponsor the females, but he could. Tanin, with his spotless record, owner of a respectable business, had a sterling past. Officially, anyway.
Ikvar had nothing. He could do nothing but grumble and be mad. Garnet and Goldie had clearly won their argument with him, so he couldn’t force them away from him.
Part of Tanin would love to see him try though.
Ikvar’s tail was lashing. A clear sign of his anger. What they all couldn’t see was that Tanin’s tail was doing the same.
The appendage was laying down in a simple curl on the floor. It appeared perfectly still. But the sharp tip, behind one of the legs of his chair, was sweeping back and forth. The hard, pointed stinger at the end scratching at the floor below. He dearly wanted to drive it into the keeper’s eye for even daring to think he could take what was Tanin’s.
For both Garnet and Goldie belonged to him. They were his crew now, which meant they were his to claim and provide for and protect.
It was too late and if anyone tried to take Garnet from him now, they’d learn very quickly how he managed to keep his hands bloody and his record clean.
Those were such dangerous thoughts. He couldn’t let himself become this possessive of her. But like the request for them to join his crew, he knew it was a battle he was destined to lose. How could a male resist the obvious interest burning in her gaze as she stared at him like he was a morsel she dearly wanted to taste?
“Ahumbledelivery male?” Ikvar sneered, sitting back.
Tanin put his hands back down, one of them caressing Garnet’s calf as he did. It was a quick movement, but it made her jolt, eyes darkening in approval. Sweet female. He was a dumbass, but she was precious.
“You will be watched,” Ikvar said, growling the threat. “The standard for humans leaving their planet is a check in every tenday for ten visits. You will have no less than twenty, and they will be random, so you will not know when they might happen or when they’ll stop.”
“Excessive, but if it helps you sleep at night, go ahead,” Tanin said, thoroughly distracted by the way that Garnet was using the toe of her shoe to rub along his knee. It was not sexual at all – except it was because it was tempting him in closer, promising more if he wished it.
“If we don’t hear from the females within half a day of the message being sent, Iwillsend my warriors to check on them in person.”
“They have a standing invitation to come onto my ship,” he promised, not even looking at the obnoxious male any longer. He was totally distracted by Garnet and the way she was starting to part her thighs. Thanks to those shorts of hers, he already had a great view of her skin, but he couldn’t get tired of it. She wasn’t opening them fully though. Teasing him as she leaned back on her hands, like she might be opening herself to him. Making space for his head so he could tongue that needy cunt.
Or his hips, so he could thrust inside, fucking her until the table hit the wall and she was screaming for him. He bet she made such pretty screams.
