Worlds Apart (Men of Orion Book 1)

by Laylah Roberts

  Then Garret reached around and flicked her clit with his fingers. Her groan was muffled by Talon’s cock. She paused, sinking into the pleasure his talented fingers brought her.

  “I’m going to come soon,” Garret said. “Both of you better be with me.”

  Gods, she was there. She was so close she could taste it. Garret tapped her clit with faster movements and she shot over the edge into oblivion, screaming her release as Talon came in her mouth.

  She drunk him down as Garret clasped her around the hips and drove himself into her. Back and forth, over and over, until he stilled with a loud groan and she felt his essence flood her.

  The three of them collapsed onto the bed, both men ensuring that they didn’t rest any of their weight on her as they cuddled her between them. Garret eventually stood with a groan and moved into the attached bathroom. He returned with two warm cloths. He used one to wash her pussy, much to her embarrassment. He then used the other one to clean up himself and Talon.

  She rested her head on Garret’s chest as Talon snuggled in behind her.

  “Okay, baby?” Garret asked her as he pushed some of her hair behind her ear.

  “Couldn’t be better,” she said with a yawn. She felt satisfied, complete and drowsy.

  “Good,” Talon said, placing his arm over her body. “Because I couldn’t be happier.”

  “What are we going to do next?” she asked.

  “We wait for Preston to get in touch with us,” Garret said. “Once this mess with Mikael is taken care of, then we’ll take a trip to Talon’s home and have a bonding ceremony.”

  “That sounds really nice. I wish we could do that right away. I want to be bonded to both of you.”

  “In our hearts you already are,” Talon told her.

  She turned her head, kissing him.

  “Go to sleep now, princess. It’s been a long day and you need your rest.”

  Kalia cuddled against him and it wasn’t long until the heat of their bodies and her own exhaustion had her falling into oblivion.

  Talon leaned up on one elbow to check that Kalia really was fast asleep. “I’d give anything to get hold of her father.”

  Garret nodded, his face cold. “What an absolute bastard. If I ever get my hands on him he’ll pay. Who the hell sells their daughter to slavers?”

  “What do you suppose he told everyone about her disappearance? And why didn’t the slavers sell her? Why keep her?”

  “Then there’s the fact that Roxan came after her,” Garret said slowly. “There’s one reason I can think of.”

  “Her baby?” Talon asked.

  Garret nodded.

  “Do you think they were going to separate them and sell the baby?” Talon said, shocked. He pulled his precious bundle closer, rubbing his hand over her swollen belly.

  “I don’t know. That’s the problem.”

  “We need some information.”

  Garret nodded. “I think Griz knows someone on Tinus. Don’t worry, we’ll make sure that no one hurts her ever again.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Kalia woke up slowly, feeling utterly relaxed. That was the best night’s sleep she’d had in months. She opened her eyes, stretching. Her gaze was immediately drawn to the two men next to her.

  “Wow, what a way to wake up,” she said as she took in every inch of their naked bodies.

  Talon turned his head to grin at her. He was lying on his back, his legs back against his chest as Garret plunged his cock in and out of his ass.

  She slid closer, not wanting to interfere, but unable to just lie there and not touch them.

  “Morning, darlin’,” Talon said.

  “Morning,” she said shyly.

  “Give me a kiss,” Talon demanded, his voice slightly breathless.

  Without hesitation she leaned in and kissed him. It was a slow, sweet kiss that had her body warming from the inside out. As she pulled back, Garret swooped in and took her mouth with his, setting her nerve endings on fire.

  “You’re both set on torturing me, aren’t you?” Talon said.

  Kalia drew back with a smile, gazing down at him. “Poor baby,” she said. “Tell me where it hurts.”

  “My cock,” he groaned as Garret began moving again.

  She reached down with her hand, sliding it slowly over his stomach to where his shaft stood thick and erect. She slipped her hand over the velvety shaft, pumping it with long, smooth movements.

  “Oh Gods, fuck, don’t either of you stop,” Talon moaned.

  “Don’t you come,” Garret ordered.

  “You’re fucking kidding me,” Talon said, glaring up at Garret. Kalia bit her lip to hold back her grin.

  “Well, if you don’t want to feel Kalia’s pussy around your cock this morning then go right ahead and come.”

  “Gods help me,” Talon said. “Bring that pussy up here, darlin’. Let me taste you.”

  Kalia let go of his shaft and moved up on her knees.

  “Umm, how do I…”

  “Kneel over his face,” Garret commanded.

  “Oh,” she said, blushing with embarrassment at how exposed she would be.

  “Come here, darlin’,” Talon said. “Don’t make me beg to taste you.”

  With Talon’s help, she positioned herself on her knees over his face, lowering her pussy to his mouth as she held onto the headboard to steady herself.

  Talon immediately latched onto her clit, sucking strongly as he circled her entrance with his finger. Kalia shuddered and held on tighter, certain she was going to fall over with the pleasure running through her veins.

  Garret continued to fuck Talon, his breath growing faster as the bed rocked with their movements. Talon slipped a finger deep inside her, thrusting back and forth. Two then three fingers entered her, stretching her. She grew mindless with lust.

  “Gods, I can’t take much more. Talon, tell me she’s ready for you.”

  Talon drew his mouth away from her. “She’s more than ready.”

  “Good,” Garret said with satisfaction. She glanced over her shoulder to see him withdrawing from Talon’s ass. Garret lifted her off Talon.

  “Lie on your side, baby. Top leg curled up against your stomach.” He helped her into position. Talon curled in behind her and slowly slipped his cock deep inside her.

  She let out a low moan as he kissed down her neck, reaching around with his hand to cup her breast. He plucked at her nipple until it was hard and sensitive.

  Talon paused and she glanced over her shoulder to find a look of pure delight on his face as Garret slipped in behind him.

  “Ride her, babe,” Garret whispered to Talon. “Make her come.”

  Garret drove the pace from behind. Talon slipped his hand down over her stomach to reach her clit. He flicked her clit with his finger as he nibbled on the sensitive skin where her neck and shoulder met.

  Arousal pulled her under, crashing over her and she found herself whimpering, orgasm just within reach.

  “Come for me, darlin’,” Talon told her. “Come for me, now.”

  He tapped her clit faster and she crashed into ecstasy. Darkness filled her vision as she spun higher and higher. She barely heard the men as they came.

  As she came back to reality, she realized both men were already moving. The shower went on in the attached bathroom. Garret drew her up into his arms then carried her into the bathroom.

  “Ever had sex in the shower?” he whispered.

  Kalia groaned. She was pretty sure she was going to expire from too much sex.

  She couldn’t think of a better way to go.

  ***

  Talon sat next to Garret, knowing he had a huge grin across his face. He couldn’t help it. He was happy. More happy than he’d ever thought he’d be. He’d just left Kalia in their bed to take a nap. Doc was insisting that she get plenty of rest after everything she’d been through, plus they’d kept her up half the night making love to her.

  “We’re getting close to Twilin,” Ace said.r />
  Garret nodded. “Lucan, anything from Preston?”

  “No, nothing,” Lucan replied.

  Garret frowned, sitting back in his seat. “I don’t want to land and tip Mikael off. Let’s orbit for now. Lucan, get hold of Preston, let’s see what he has to say.”

  “Done,” Lucan replied.

  A hologram of Preston appeared. He looked tired, disheveled. There was a large bruise on his forehead and dried blood on his face.

  “What the fuck happened to you?” Garret said, leaning forward.

  “Someone blew up my house,” Preston said, his face furious. “Three of my men are in the hospital and one’s dead.”

  “You think this had something to do with Mikael?” Garret asked, a muscle ticking in his cheek.

  “I don’t know. I’ve made enemies over the years, but the timing of this is suspicious. I had just set up a meeting with Mikael’s father.”

  “I don’t like it. Too much of a coincidence,” Garret said and Preston nodded.

  “I set up a meeting with dear Uncle Thomas, I thought it was best to get the story from him first,” Preston said tiredly. “But I’m not going to make it. I need to be here. Can you make it?”

  “We’re orbiting Twilin now. When’s the meeting?”

  “Nine o’clock tomorrow morning at his house. One of my men is dead, Garret. Whoever did this is a dead man.”

  Garret nodded. “You take care of things there. I’ll meet with Thomas and find out what the hell is going on.”

  ***

  Garret sat in the chair Thomas indicated. Two guards stood behind him. “Garret, it’s good to see you. Been too long.”

  “Thomas, I have to say you’re looking better than I had expected.”

  “Rumors of my illness have been greatly exaggerated,” Thomas replied.

  “By your son?”

  “My son, as it turns out, was slipping something into my nightcap. I discovered this only a few days ago.”

  “He was trying to kill you to take control of your businesses.”

  “Mikael has been a great disappointment to me over the years. He’s got a great mind but he’s lazy, always trying to take the easy way out. Which is why I have cut him out of my life. Mikael no longer exists to me.”

  “And he knows this?”

  “I made it very clear. I sent him on his way with some money and a ship.”

  “When was this?”

  “Five days ago.”

  Long enough for him to set the bomb up at Preston’s place.

  “And have you named a new heir?”

  “Well, I have yet to speak to him about it, but I have someone in mind. You know how I feel about family, Garret.”

  So he did know about Preston.

  “Did Mikael know who you have in mind?”

  “Yes.”

  “Preston James.”

  “Yes.”

  The stupid old fool had set a target on Preston’s back.

  “Gods, do you know why Preston couldn’t make it to this meeting?” Garret asked angrily. “Because someone bombed his house, killing one of his men.”

  Thomas leaned forward. “But he’s all right.” There was no real concern in his voice, just interest. Garret had always known the old man was cold, but it was becoming abundantly clear that nothing mattered to him other than his empire.

  “He is. But he’s out for blood. Don’t you think telling Mikael that you were going to leave your empire to Preston was putting a target on Preston’s back? Do you not think you owed him a heads up?”

  Garret couldn’t keep the anger from his voice. Thomas merely raised his eyebrows, looking disinterested. “If Preston can’t take care of himself then he doesn’t deserve to be my heir.”

  It was on the tip of Garret’s tongue to tell the old bastard where he could shove his empire, but that wasn’t his place. That was up to Preston.

  “Before you found out that Mikael was poisoning you, did you ever threaten to leave everything to Preston?”

  Thomas shrugged. “I may have. Mikael needed some incentive to do better. Like I said, he was lazy.”

  Garret ground his teeth together. “Do you have a way of tracking the ship you gave him?”

  Thomas watched him for a moment. “I like you, Garret. Always have. But why would I give you a way to track my only son?”

  The man was insane.

  “Because he probably set that bomb in an attempt to kill Preston and he’s going to keep trying until he’s successful. Don’t you want to protect your heir?”

  The old man tapped his fingers against the arm of his chair. “I want Preston to agree to be my heir. Then I will give you the tracker for Mikael’s ship.”

  Fuck.

  “Fine, show me to a private room and I’ll contact Preston.”

  Thomas waved his hand and one of the big men who had been standing behind him moved to the door. Garret rose up and followed him to a smaller room.

  “I’ll be waiting outside,” the man said, closing the door behind him.

  Garret turned on his com. “Lucan, put me through to Preston. He’ll be waiting to hear from me.”

  Garret waited for a minute then Preston’s voice came through his com.

  “What happened? Did you find out where that little bastard is?”

  Garret relayed everything that had happened, ending with the old man’s deal-breaker.

  “Fuck,” Preston said tiredly. He was quiet for a long moment. “Tell him it’s a deal.”

  “You sure?” Garret said with surprise. “We can find Mikael without him.”

  “I want the little bastard now and this is the quickest way to find him.”

  “Yeah, but is it really a price you want to pay?”

  Preston sighed. “It’s not where I was thinking my life would go, but maybe I can do something with the old man’s business.”

  “Yeah, but you’d have to deal with him and believe me, he doesn’t look like he’s ready to give up the reins anytime soon.”

  “I’ll deal,” Preston said. “You just get the tracker. Find out where Mikael is and I’ll meet you there.”

  ***

  “You’re never going to believe this,” Ace said, turning to look at Garret.

  “What?” Garret asked, sitting forward. “You found where he is?”

  “I found his ship, anyway. It’s on Karem.”

  Garret’s eyes widened. “Seriously?” What the hell was Mikael doing on Karem? The planet was ruled by women and they treated their men as little more than slaves.

  “Guess it could be a good place to hide out,” Griz suggested. “So long as you don’t get caught.” He shuddered. “I would not want to be in his shoes if that happened. Those women have no mercy.”

  “Please tell me we’re not going to Karem?” Griz groaned.

  “We have to,” Garret said. “Lucan, contact Preston, tell him what we found out. I need to talk to Kalia.”

  ***

  “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Kalia said nervously. She looked over at Garret, Preston, Griz and Siren. They were nearly naked, with just a bit of cloth wrapped around their genitals and buttocks.

  “What if I mess things up?”

  Garret took her face in his hands. “You won’t mess up, baby. This is only a precaution. Hopefully, we’ll get to Mikael’s ship and find the little bastard without ever coming across the natives. If we do, though, you know what to do.”

  “I have to act as though I own the four of you, as though you’re my slaves.”

  “Hey, a number of women would kill to be in your shoes, sweetheart,” Siren said with a wink. “Four half-naked, sexy males at your beck and call, ready to cater to your every wish.”

  “No one will be catering to her wishes except me,” Garret said with a growl.

  Kalia licked her lips nervously.

  “Don’t worry, baby. You’re going to be fine. I know you can do this. I wouldn’t allow you to do this unless I thought it was a hundred percent safe fo
r you.”

  “But what about you?” she whispered. “What if they try to take you from me?”

  “That’s not going to happen,” Garret told her. “Lucan and Preston’s men are going to be listening in to everything. If anything goes wrong, they’ll come and get us. So I don’t want you to worry, all right?”

  Kalia nodded, but she couldn’t stop the nerves bubbling in her stomach.

  “Let’s go.”

  ***

  Garret looked around the small spaceship. It was a four-person ship and he wondered who Mikael had gotten to leave Twilin with him and where they all were now.

  “It must have crash-landed here,” Siren said. “There is damage to the engine and outer hull. Probably an inexperienced pilot.”

  “Hell of a place to have to land,” Preston said.

  “Can you tell where the ship last was?” Garret asked Siren.

  “Yeah.” He looked over at Preston. “It was Maturus.”

  Preston grew ashen, but he nodded. “That’s what I thought. That little bastard, when I get my hands on him…”

  “First, we have to find him,” Griz said. “Although that might not be that difficult.”

  Garret turned to look at him and Griz nodded out the window. “We’ve got company.”

  Garret looked out and saw dozens of women sitting astride horses. “Fuck.” He’d been hoping to avoid this. He looked over at Kalia, who stared back at him worriedly.

  “You can do this, baby,” he reassured her.

  “I sure hope so,” she replied.

  ***

  This planet was like nothing she’d ever experienced before. It was beautiful, but wild. The forest surrounded them as they made their way back to the pack’s camp.

  Kalia still couldn’t believe that she’d had the balls to walk out of Mikael’s spaceship and pretend that she had some kind of hold over the four men behind her. It was absurd. Any one of them could easily overpower her.

  She’d walked right up to the leader of the pack and introduced herself, hiding her fear behind a mask of arrogance as she’d ordered Garret and the others to kneel and wait.