Ojokun survived on Jenegath in order to leave the planet and become the best space racer in the universe. Though he flies with a team, he’s never depended on anyone outside of his jet. He keeps to himself. Has one-night stands, just like every other space racer. But, after a mind-blowing night with the brother of two of his teammates, he can’t stop thinking about the gorgeous omega, or the foreign longing that scares him more than his overly-protective teammates.
Can Ojokun convince Vawn that he wants more than one night? Or is that all they were ever meant to be?
“So, what happens if I press this button right here?”
Ret yanked my hand away from the console. “Seriously, Vawn, I don’t know why I let you anywhere near my jet. You won’t stop touching things.”
“Well, sorry for showing some interest.” I rolled my eyes while Genj laughed, standing on the platform below.
Ret shook his head. “You can show interest without using your hands, you know.”
“Darn right I can, but I’m not interested in your jet that way.” I ducked as my oldest brother tried to swat my head.
“How about you get out now?” Ret wrapped his fingers around my wrist. “I don’t need you accidently starting my jet and crashing it into our dormitory. I’d have nothing to fly and nowhere to live because my baby brother couldn’t keep his hands to himself.”
I laughed at him. “You can’t even handle me. How are you going to cope when you have Enif in here for the first time? You promised her, and I can guarantee she will touch and flip everything in this cockpit.”
My brother sighed. “I’ll deal with that when the time comes, but right now, I want you out of my jet. Let’s go to the museum instead.”
“Fine.” I grabbed his wrist with my other hand and made him help me out.
Genj shook his head at the both of us. “It’s unbelievably quiet when you two aren’t together.”
We both turned to him and stuck out our tongues.
After leaving the tarmac, we headed into the main building of the facility. The museum was somewhere inside, and my brothers mentioned all kinds of items they wanted to show me as we walked through the hallways.
While I tried to pay attention, I was completely distracted the moment we walked past the fitness room. But I really couldn’t help myself when the sexiest being alive was chest pressing on the bench with a whole lot of weight on either end of the barbell. There were more modern ways to build muscle now, but him standing inside a machine wouldn’t have given me this breathtaking view. Being from Jenegath, he had black forearms and thighs, his skin changing to blue and reaching toward his torso like the tips of flames. And the golden lines all over the rest of his tanned body proved how vascular he was. All muscle and definitely drool-worthy. I wiped the corner of my mouth as he put the bar in the stand and sat up, catching me staring at him. He winked before he reached for his bottle for a drink. Shit, he was definitely a candidate for tonight. He ran his hand through his dark locks, longer on the top and undercut on the sides. I had to experience him.
Ret peeked over my shoulder. “No.” He spun me around and moved me away from the door. “That is my teammate. Stay away from him.”
“But he’s so hot,” I whined as I was dragged down the hall. “I wonder how hung he is.”
“Not something I want to know,” Genj groaned.
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