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NAOMI HAD STARED DOWN the doctors who wanted to experiment on her with greater ease than she felt meeting Braxtyn and Dekon NaZade. Her heart beat erratically and sweat pooled at her lower back, mixing with the stench of the trash. It wasn’t exactly the first impression she wanted to make on Shayn’s only family, but what else could she do? They were at the rented room and the only way to get access to a shower and her mate was to go through his family.
Simple. Easy.
Now would be a great time for a vision to tell her exactly how this was going to go. But summoning the visions to get them out of the facility had fried her capacity and she knew it would be awhile before she saw anything without her eyes. A faint headache threatened to grow, but she hoped it didn’t. The day had been long enough already.
She entered the room in front of Shayn, as if he was worried that she would bolt. Her clothes were crusty from whatever filth she’d been laying on and she’d lost the ability to smell herself, so it must have been bad. Two Detyens who bore a striking resemblance to Shayn jumped to their feet as they came in the door, and then the one on the right flinched as he got a whiff of them.
“What died?” he asked. His face was a little softer than Shayn’s, his cheekbones not quite as pronounced, and the only thing differentiating him from his twin brother was that one of his clan markings climbed up his neck and curled around his chin, marking his face. It gave him a strange asymmetry that made it hard to look away from him.
“Brax!” the other one hissed, making that one Dekon and Braxtyn the one with the asymmetrical face.
“Are we just supposed to ignore it?” Brax asked.
That stumped Dekon, who said nothing.
Naomi didn’t know what to say. The few flirtations she’d managed before had never gotten to a meeting the family stage, and she wanted the boys to like her. If she was going to be with Shayn from here on out, the twins would be a part of her life and she needed to make the right impression.
But it was so much easier to make decisions when she could see the future.
Shayn came to her rescue. “Sometimes the only way out of a secure facility is through the trash.”
The twins shared a look and said, “Too easy,” before they both burst out laughing.
Shayn rolled his eyes and stepped around her. “I know that you’re both glad we made it. Here, give me a hug!” He held his arms wide and a waft of air made Naomi gag from something that was clinging to him.
Brax and Deke both tried to evade, each trying to sacrifice the other to their brother’s smelly touch. It ended with three siblings in a pile on the floor and Naomi didn’t need to be psychic to know that things would turn out alright. But she had a feeling if she waited for them to stop playing she’d be standing in filth all day, and the light from the bathroom beckoned.
Rather than announce what she was doing, she stepped around the squirming, laughing pile of brothers and closed the bathroom door behind her. She stripped off her clothes quickly and threw them in the farthest corner. They’d need to be burned, there was no saving them. She hoped she could borrow something from Shayn or one of his brothers. It was better to swim in clean clothes than fit in something that would always smell vaguely of spoiled food.
The hot water streamed over her hard enough to pummel knotted muscles. Naomi let out a groan as the heat seeped into her. She could stand there all day and never get enough.
“Should I be jealous?” Shayn asked, leaning against the door, his chest naked and pants unbuckled.
She hadn’t heard him come in over the sound of the water. “Are you really going to join me with your brothers right out there?” She was new to this whole relationship thing, but that seemed a bit... indecent. Clearly his brothers knew that she and Shayn had an intimate relationship, but it was one thing to know and another to know.
Shayn pushed his pants down and kicked them over to join the pile of her clothes, leaving him naked, his cock getting harder by the second. Naomi’s concerns were fading to the background, even as she tried to cling to them. But she hadn’t held her mate close in days and her body needed him.
As he stepped into the shower stall, she reached out and traced her fingers over the hard ridges of muscle on his abdomen, loving the heat. The shower washed away some of the stench from their escape and she reached for soap, letting the liquid foam in her hand before she began to rub her denya down.
“They’re out getting us tickets for a transport back to Honora Station,” Shayn said, his voice growing husky as she kneaded her palms over his tight muscles.
“Huh?” What did his brothers have to do with anything? Naomi rinsed some of the soap away and laid a warm kiss against his shoulder.
“Brax and Deke aren’t out there,” he said.
“Good.” Naomi didn’t know if there was soundproofing on the bathroom door and she didn’t want his brothers to hear what went on between them, and now that she had her hands on her mate she didn’t think she’d be able to stop. She grabbed more soap and sank to her knees, rubbing it in to every centimeter of his skin and taking note when he moaned. There were some interesting places that she wanted to explore later, but right now she just needed to keep touching him, to assure herself that he was there with her and he wasn’t going away.
She unhooked the shower head and rinsed him off, watching as the soap swirled around them, washing the evidence of their escape away. The smell might have been gone, but the memory would linger for a long time.
Shayn reached past her and gathered soap in his own hand, rubbing it on her shoulders and working his way down.
“I already did that,” she felt compelled to say for some stupid reason.
Shayn just smiled and ran his hands over her breasts, grinning even more broadly as she moaned. Her legs started to feel like jelly and she leaned against him as he saw to all of her hard to reach places, and by the time he took the shower head to her she was ready to collapse to the floor, even as her sex clenched and begged for attention.
Her mate put the shower head back in its holder and let it rain down its warm spray on them as he pulled her gently forward and sat down on the bench behind them, guiding her to straddle his legs. His hard cock rose up between them and Naomi pressed close, wanting to feel him everywhere.
There was so much to say that the words got clogged in her throat. Things could have so easily gone wrong. One misstep and they would have never seen each other again. She’d be trapped in Sola Corp’s facility for the rest of her days, until one of Morgyn’s experiments wiped out whatever was left of her, and Shayn would be left adrift, wondering what happened to her. Or worse. He could have been left for dead on the forest floor of that planet.
Shayn cupped her cheek and tilted her head up so their eyes met. “We’re together now,” he said, as if he’d read every worry that flashed through her mind. “No one’s going to tear us apart again.”
How could he know that? She could see the future and she couldn’t say that for certain, but Shayn spoke with so much conviction that she couldn’t do anything except believe him. “I love you.” The confession burst out of her, feelings too big to be contained inside of her any longer.
Shayn’s smile bloomed under her, the hot heat of his palms on her back anchoring them together. “I love you, denya. Trust in us and we’ll never be parted.”
She trusted him, even as fears lingered. She could only imagine what Morgyn would do, but with Shayn next to her it was easier to believe that it would turn out alright.
Naomi leaned in and sealed her mouth over his, pouring her love and her hopes and her desperation into the kiss. Every minute between kisses was too long, and she’d been starved of him for days. She didn’t want to imagine being parted again, and she needed to slake this hunger or she would crumble into dust.
Their washing in the shower already had her on edge and when she wrapped her hand around Shayn’s length she found him hard and leaking, his cock pulsing and ready to join with her. She moved enough to guide him to her entrance and gasped as his tip pushed into her.
She was in control here, guiding herself down at just the pace she needed, but as her body stretched to accommodate him, Naomi needed more. She moved her hips, jerking up and down and letting that stretch hit just the edge of pain before relaxing to let him even further inside.
Shayn grunted and thrust up, tearing his lips away and holding her hips to keep her steady. They found a rhythm and a moan tore out of her as Shayn hit her just right, burying himself deep and dragging out with delirious slowness, driving her to the edge of pleasure and beyond.
He nuzzled against her neck and Naomi tilted her head up to give him access, loving the way he nipped at the sensitive flesh. She wanted him to leave a mark, to proclaim to everyone that she was his and he was hers in the most physical way, and as he sucked against her skin she let out keening moans, begging him for more.
The sensation was too much, and her legs trembled; her entire body could feel it as pleasure crested and tore through her. With two final thrusts, Shayn joined her, cock emptying into her as his teeth nipped her neck.
She wrapped her arms tight around him and breathed heavily, her body drunk on pleasure and her mouth unable to wipe away the smile. “I think we need to clean up again,” she said, her words holding the edge of a laugh.
Her mate ran his hand up and down her spine, making her shiver. “This is the way I’m happy to get dirty with you, denya.”
And Naomi couldn’t hold it in anymore. She laughed.
