Enslaved by a Rebel [Sold! 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) Read Online Free Page A

quadrant away when he clearly wasn’t. The all too brief touch they shared made him famished for more.
    “It was a far cry from the feeling of you touching me while you were wearing your spacesuit.” Jarrett smiled and then peered into his glass of wine.
    “It’s quite safe for you. I had my computer check. I made sure everything here would suit you. If there is danger—like the flowers—I will tell you, but Aeirall is a resort world that is safe for the both of us.” It was also a discreet world where anyone could come and leave no trace of their visit, provided they paid enough money, which Ranic had. “I brought you here so that we wouldn’t have to worry about our surroundings.”
    Jarrett nodded and then took a tentative sip of his glimmer wine. Watching him purse his lips made Ranic wonder what they would feel like pressed against his neck, and then he startled when he thought of their lips touching. That forbidden act would just be a prelude to the others he wished to perform. Would they feel as good as he imagined, or was he only attracted to something illicit?
    “It’s really good. It’s tart, and kind of chocolaty.”
    “I’m glad you like it.” Ranic took another sip of his wine and then set it aside. He needed a little loosening up to talk about what he wanted, but not too much. “My world, Finoc, is very restrictive.”
    “You don’t have wine there?”
    “No, I mean, yes. We have wine. I’m talking about the rules regarding relations.” Ranic felt a curious embarrassment having to explain about the limiting nature of his people. “My kind is extremely xenophobic.”
    “I don’t know what that means.”
    “On the surface of our world, we do not allow outsiders. When we are forced to travel to other worlds, we wear the suit that you saw me in yesterday.” Ranic pointed over his shoulder to the corner where he’d left his suit in a heap. “We tell people this is for reasons of gravity differences, but in reality it is because we do not care to be looked at by aliens.”
    Jarrett looked up and his expressive eyes widened. “No one knows what your kind looks like?”
    “They do not.”
    “But you’ve decided to show me.”
    “I have.” Ranic grabbed his wineglass and consumed the rest in one gulp. “I could be put to death for what I’ve already done. But it’s only the beginning of the wrongs I wish to commit.” He realized how dreadful that sounded. “Wrongs in the eyes of my people. However, to the bulk of the universe, what I’m hoping to do is rather common.”
    Leaning back in his chair, his features somewhat guarded, Jarrett seemed dubious about what Ranic’s ultimate goal might be. Still, his face was open, and his features expressed curiosity. That was good. If he could intrigue him, Ranic might be able to get him to do as he wished without using force of any kind. That was a relief to Ranic. He didn’t think he could put the collar back on this interesting man and punish him with electrical shocks when he didn’t behave.
    “There is only the one way on Finoc. Our rulers believe that there is always one best way to do something, and once that way is found, they are extremely resistant to anything different. Because of this, we have lagged behind the galaxy in terms of technological advancement and—” Ranic cut himself off. “None of that matters now. We do trade, but again, there are incredible restrictions.”
    “Is that what you do for your people? You trade goods?”
    “No. I am an asteroid miner. A blaster, to be specific.” Ranic explained about the huge scoops on the machines that he and his fellow workers fed asteroids into. “Sometimes they are too big, and we blast them apart so that they can be mined for minerals more efficiently. But my point is that my people are harsh to those who don’t follow the one true way.”
    “Okay, so, what kind of law breaking do you want to do here?” Jarrett smiled, flashing his very white teeth. He seemed to be