
Made for Two Heroes Lieutenant Lacey Meadows wants Jason Orlov in the worst possible way. But after losing her last lover in an enemy attack, she’s never going to put all her eggs in one basket again. She wants two lovers or nothing at all. Lieutenant Jason Orlov has been in love with Lacey since he first saw her face in a drawing sketched by her sister. But he’s not going to share her with another man. As a former Ibeeza Boy, he can barely tolerate a man’s touch, even when it’s casual. And because of his past, he refuses to be anybody’s sex toy ever again. As their commanding officer, with complete authority over the two lieutenants, Junkie forces them together while planning to satisfy his own hunger for Lacey as the third member of the ménage a trois. He’s only in it for the sex, he tells himself, for as long as it lasts. Of course, he wasn’t counting on wanting it to last forever. |
Excerpt Lacey sighed. And that wasn’t the whole of it. All of her reactions were sharpened and enhanced, including her reaction to the opposite sex, which was why Velvet and her two husbands had found her sneaking into the men’s barracks in the company of five eYonan warriors. She was horny as hell. Not that she’d been terribly interested in those specific warriors, though eYonans were certainly easy on the eyes. No. The reason for her current heightened state of arousal was largely due to a particular blond airman who drove her crazy every time his hazel gaze swung in her direction. Jason Orlov. She wanted him in the worst possible way. She wanted that hard, sensually curving mouth against hers, his tangled blond hair falling over her face as he rose above her. She wanted his smooth, sex-heated skin rubbing against her flesh as he pushed into her and moved inside her. But there was something else that had changed since Etiens, something the doctors didn't know about—after losing Hearn, she was never, never going to put all of her eggs in one basket again. She was never going to give her heart to one man again, only to lose him and most of her heart with him. And since she was pretty sure she couldn’t sleep with Jason Orlov without falling in love with him, she’d gone looking for release in the men's barracks. Not that she thought that approach would work in the long run. She just needed something to tide her over until she could get things sorted out. And she’d thought five men would just about do the trick. “I was just having a little fun,” she muttered, rubbing her palms into her thighs, her gray regulation knee pants soft to the touch. Jed scowled at her as he crossed his arms over his chest in a gesture very much like his wife’s. He wore his olive drab shirt open at the collar, his narrow tie looped casually around his neck—as opposed to Gray’s tie, which always looked as though it was trying to strangle him. Her own slim neckwear was long abandoned and stuffed in the pocket of her short, military green jacket. “Those guys would have given you a lot more than a little fun,” Jed growled. “I need a man,” she whimpered. “That doesn’t exactly explain why you were with five,” Gray pointed out in a surly rumble of sound. Lacey gave him a sulky look then lowered her gaze to the toes of her brown leather boots. At the time, she’d felt like she needed five. Damn! Why did Orlov have to be so lethally attractive? She’d felt his gaze on her as she sat across from him in the Iron Duke's great hall. Those hazel eyes alone made her nipples prick with hunger and her womb flutter with excitement. But she was never going to invest her heart in just one man again. Why should she? Her sister had proven that happiness could be found with two men. By Lacey’s way of thinking, that was the way to go. Two men. Two lovers. Two husbands. One always in reserve should something happen to the other. What Lacey needed was Jason and…someone else. She lifted her chin defiantly. “One wouldn’t be enough!” she yelled as her eyes filled with tears of frustration. “One man will never be enough! I will never, ever risk falling in love with one man again!” Echoing her own recent thoughts, a voice came out of the darkness behind Gray. “How about two?” Lacey shifted her gaze, searching the shadows while Velvet, Jed and Gray turned their heads. A figure clothed in eYonan black leathers took shape in the darkness as her Adept vision adjusted to her desire to see the speaker. “How about two?” Junkie repeated. |
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