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Excerpt from Menage a Tasia
by Kate Hill
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Drago, a special agent for the Drapers, was orphaned due to the cruelty of the Laetez. His hatred of that alien species makes him the perfect man for his current assignment. He is to infiltrate a colony of Laetez slaves to stop their alleged plans for escape.
After undergoing conversion treatments that supply Drago with Laetez characteristics, he infiltrates the colony as a crossbreed slave. He uses lust and friendship to earn the trust of two irresistibly sexy slaves, Tasia and Staff. With them, Drago experiences a physical and emotional connection he never dreamed possible.
Due to the conversion testing, Drago is becoming Laetez. He now feels human-Laetez emotions, including their carnal passions. As love overcomes his hatred, his objective is no longer clear. He must decide whether or not he wants to fulfill his duty or sacrifice himself to secure freedom for his lovers.
To read Close Quarters, a free short story about Tasia, Staff and Drago, click here.
Excerpt:
After dinner that night, Drago and Tasia went to the underground training room to teach classes. When they finished, they walked to their unit.
"It's another beautiful night," Tasia said, gazing skyward.
"You're beautiful," Drago said softly. His belly tightened when, for the first time, he realized he meant it. Funny how he no longer considered seducing her and Staff part of his act, but something as natural as breathing. At that moment he decided no matter what, he would not allow harm to come to his lovers. Even after the slaves were retrained and punished, he would see to it they did not suffer.
In the back of his mind he considered that he should probably discuss this with Shonda, but he knew he wouldn't. He no longer wanted to disclose such things to his Reality Checker. It was enough reality that he would be forced to betray the only two people he had ever loved in his adult life.
Tasia turned to him with a look of surprise. "Thank you. You're easy on the eyes yourself."
He gave a snort of laughter and they continued walking in silence for a few moments. Tasia took his hand as they strolled beneath the stars.
"Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be out there, traveling through the galaxy," she said.
"You've never been on a ship before?"
"A long, long time ago. When my parents and I first came to this planet. I don't remember all that much about it, except the feeling. There was such freedom. . ." Her voice trailed off and she shook her head then stared up at him. "Drago, do you sometimes wonder how the hell we end up in the situations we're in?"
"Every day of my life," he admitted.
"Then I look at you and Staff and realize some situations are pretty fantastic," she said and slipped her arms around him.
They paused and he held her close, resting his cheek against her hair and closing his eyes.
"Let's go to the unit," he whispered and kissed the top of her head.
"Yes." She tilted her face toward his and smiled. "Staff is probably there."
"I hope so," he said. The desire to make love was overwhelming. At least when things got physical, he was too occupied to dwell on whether or not he should care about his partners. Pleasure was all that mattered.
Yet even as he told himself that, he knew it was not the truth. Sex was no longer just something physical, a way to sate his newfound desires. It had become an emotional link between him and these slaves.
The line between duty and love had started to blur and he couldn't let it. He needed to remain focused on the task at hand. Learn their escape plans. Once he did that he could have the conversion treatments reversed and return to the clear-minded Draper warrior he had always been.
The sound of someone running on gravel caught Drago's attention. He turned and saw Staff running toward them, his short, thick hair slick and skin aglow with sweat. His white tank top clung damply to his chiseled torso.
Glancing at Tasia, Drago saw her staring at the medic with the same desire he felt.
"Hey," Staff said, slowing to a walk as he approached. "While you two were busy I figured I could do with some exercise."
"Hmm," Tasia purred, stepping toward him and caressing his chest. "It paid off."
"We were on our way back to the unit," Drago said, grasping the back of Staff's head and pulling him close for a kiss. "Care to join us if your workout is finished?"
"Even if it wasn't, I'm not about to turn down an invitation like that."
They walked to the unit together. No sooner had they stepped inside than Tasia literally leapt on Staff, her legs wrapped around his lean waist, her arms locked around his neck and her lips pressed to his.
Drago closed the door and watched them, aroused by the sight of them together. They were so alien yet incredibly sexy. He imagined how good Staff's hard, wet body felt to Tasia and how wonderful her strong, curvy body felt to Staff.
When she broke the kiss, the medic chuckled and said, "Maybe I should take a shower first."
"Why? You know I like you sweaty," Tasia said.
Staff glanced in Drago's direction and raised an eyebrow in question.
"I agree. It's rather a turn-on," Drago said, circling them in a predatory manner. He wanted to devour both of them and by the way they looked at him they sensed it.
"Fuck him, Tasia," Drago ordered. "And when you're done, I'll fuck you both."