When her father is arrested, Chayara stows away on board a freighter to seek out her uncle on the planet Verena. Caught and taken to pirate captain Torand Rego, she is given a choice: be forced out of the airlock or become his plaything.

Unbeknownst to the Pirate Captain Rego, Chayara should be off-limits. Taking a taste from the forbidden fruit could cost him everything. Which is more important to him: the girl or the mission?

Publisher’s Note: This sci-fi romance contains explicit themes including power exchange. While it is the third book in the Lost Worlds series, it can be enjoyed as a standalone.

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Smiling to herself, Chayara closed the cabin door behind her then went to the bed before starting to get out of her clothes. This cabin was certainly private enough to suit anyone’s taste, and it was time to add to the decibel level of her actions. When Rego found her naked in his bed, he’d get the message without needing an interpreter.

By the time the shower noise cut off, Chayara was lying comfortably and, hopefully, seductively, on the bed. She still wasn’t quite sure what the man would consider seductive, so she simply lounged on her side facing the bathroom door. Rego ought to see her almost as soon as he came out of the bathroom, and then the real action would start.

When he did appear, she smiled to see that he was as naked as she. His body was beautiful, hard and wide and trim and muscled, but it was also mostly relaxed. He was actually three steps into the room before he noticed her, and then he stopped dead to stare in what looked like disbelief. Chayara’s smile widened when his body showed that it, at least, appreciated her efforts at seduction, but then Rego stopped being shocked.

“What in hell are you doing in my bed?” he demanded, his hands curled into fists as he took another step to close the distance between them. “Answer me, girl! What are you doing here?”

“I’m not doing anything at the moment, but if you’ll come over here and join me we can change that,” Chayara answered, making sure her voice was low and her tone coaxing. “You could pretend I’m not here, of course, but it would be so much nicer if you didn’t.”

“So it would be nicer with me closer, would it?” he growled, anger replacing his previous disturbance. “You shouldn’t be in here, Chayara. Go back to your cabin.”

“No.” She flat out refused to leave. “I’m not going anywhere tonight.” She didn’t budge an inch, letting him stare at her naked body. Wasn’t that what he had wanted before? Why had it changed?

He stalked over to the bed still showing that anger, reached down to take her by both arms, and pulled her to her feet. A moment later he was sitting down, pulling her across his lap as he sat.

“What are you doing?” she demanded, finding that he was holding her too tightly for her to pull free. “This isn’t the way you did it last time!”

“But you wanted me to forget about last time, so I have,” he answered, pulling her right arm back to hold it in an unbreakable grip at her waist. “This is a new beginning for us, and I know you’ll enjoy it just as much as I mean to.”