Page 35 of Savage Union (Brutal Universe #2)

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JESSINA

H ow do I describe how luscious Turk’s cream was? It was salty and sweet with a hint of candied bitter cherries—my favorite dessert when I was little. I don’t know if it tasted that way because of something he ate…or I simply perceived it that way because he was my Fated Mate. Either way, it was absolutely delicious and I couldn’t get enough of it.

I was in luck because he had a lot to give. Spurt after spurt shot down my throat as his shaft jerked between my lips and I swallowed it all eagerly.

At last the terrible Need that had been tormenting me all day was met. I had the urge to slip my hand between my thighs and touch myself as I sucked him, but I somehow found the presence of mind not to do that and give myself away. Still, my whole body felt like it was on fire with desire even as the dryness in my throat finally eased.

It wasn’t until Turk finally finished coming and withdrew from me that the haze of lust that had clouded my vision began to lift and I fully realized what I had done.

Here I was, still fully clothed, on my knees in the shower, drenched and with no explanation for why I had suddenly decided to come on to my superior officer.

I was under no illusions about what was going to happen to me now. Turk might have enjoyed the way I sucked him but now that he was finished coming, he was probably going to be angry with me. He had told me over and over he was no “lover of men” and now he thought another man had just come into the shower and sucked him off—and I was the man.

He hadn’t even wanted to talk about the kiss we’d shared…and now I had pushed things between us much, much further.

Goddess of the Four Faces, I’ll be lucky if he doesn’t throw me in the Brig!

As the realization hit me, I scrambled to my feet.

“Sorry—I’m so sorry, Captain!” I exclaimed and fled from the shower, dripping water and filled with shame.