Sanity. His heart thundered too loud in the quiet cabin. Familiar sounds of his mates slow, even breaths and the warmth he absorbed from their closeness helped center him. The chron marked the passing seconds as racing pulse calmed. Once again the routine clicks and whirs and buzzes from the ship’s systems—the myriad tiny details required to keep the fighter humming—became audible. The connection between the three of them had ensured the climax Jaxon and Cami shared last night rocked through Aegis as powerfully as if he had spilled his seed into her tight sheath. Yet for him there was no release. The erotic tension grew with every second spent so near to his mates. His cock throbbed with urgency from behind its scaly protective pocket. The painful arousal leeched his control. Claiming them became more necessary with each beat of his heart. With a sigh, he conceded to the inevitable and stripped his jumpsuit. Cami’s sleepy gaze connected with his.
