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as I.”
    The marked change in his speech and
body language began to make Dyos wary. He’d been with Brale long enough to recognize when the darker aspect
of his Cobrini nature began to peek out. Gone was the
mate who always made jokes and never seemed to take anything seriously.
    While it was true they were
considering taking a third after this job, Dyos didn’t think taking a Breeder as a third was the wisest thing in the galaxy.
    Brale’s slitted black eyes sat dark and heavy with desire in their
sockets. Dyos let out a breath when Brale’s hand wandered possessively down the zipper of his
flight suit and paused on over the visible bulge on his jeans.
    “It has been a while since I’ve
tasted you.”
    Dyos attempted to bat his hand away, but Brale’s grip was
inhumanly strong. He swallowed. Dyos’s eyes followed
the line of corded muscles bunching under the sleeve of Brale’s skin-tight flight suit. Under normal circumstances, he’d let Brale do what he wanted.
    Gods of the Galaxy, he could feel the
heat kindling inside him. Seeing Brale’s dominant
side coming out, his balls were beginning to draw tightly against him
    “We have to deal with the
unexpected merchandise.” Dyos knew he’d said the
wrong words, because Brale’s eyes glittered, his
pupils dilating with pleasure until they nearly swallowed all of his irises.
    “Our female will please us, Dyos . In turn, we shall reciprocate and bring her to
pleasure again and again.” Brale’s tone was clearly a
command, not a suggestion. It was useless trying to convince Brale otherwise, Dyos knew, when
his Cobrini self took control.
    The image of the female between
them rose unbidden in Dyos’s head. Dyos imagined her administering little feline-like licks
across his shaft while Brale magnificently pounded
her from behind.
    “A Breeder is trained to serve, Brale . We will never know for certain if she will be a
willing participant in our mating, or she is simply following her function.”
    A seductive deep laugh boomed out
of Brale . Brale leaned in
close, until their faces were touching. Dyos let out
a sound when Brale lifted his wrist and ran his
tongue across his pulse. The simple gesture was enough to unhinge and set him
off.
    “You wanted to fight me at first,
too, Dyos , but you willingly yielded without a second
thought.”
    Dyos bit
his lip, groaning when Brale’s firm hands wandered
back up his chest. “Our first mating was different.”
    “How was it different? It is
simple, Dyos . We make this female ours by showing her
we are worthy companions in bed,” Brale said,
sounding unconcerned.
    Ours? This conversation wasn’t going well. Both of their races were
possessive in nature, and if Brale began to see the
woman as theirs, he was not easily going to let her go. Dyos could hardly think when he felt the edge of Brale’s slightly sharpened incisors tracing the edge of his neck. Just remembering what Brale could do with his mouth, teeth, and tongue
wasn’t helping him remember reason.
    Don’t
get distracted. Get your point across.
    “She doesn’t belong to us, Brale . She belongs to our client. The client who is going
to make sure we no longer have to kill ourselves trying to make a living.
Besides with Farr on our trail, the wisest decision to make is get rid of her.”
    “Forgot
everything that I’ve said before. I don’t see why we still have to
fulfill our obligations to a client, a scum, who failed to inform us about the Hadarian squadron. Can you really stomach surrendering such
a pure and sweet creature to a man like that?”
    The Gods of the Galaxy be damned. Dyos knew it was mistake opening the pod, and he knew his
words no longer had any effect on his mate. Perhaps after Brale had sated his lust, things would go back to normal. Dyos was counting on the fact that apart from their mates, the Cobrini usually saw other lovers as nothing better than a quick dalliance or a quick
means to an end.
    Then again, hadn’t Brale proven