Escaped slave and radical Genthry is facing down his final moments, bound to the execution platform, when some soul detonates the platform and the prison wall. He didn’t plan it, but he’s more than happy to take the opportunity to escape and thumb his nose at fate yet again. By the time he gets his hands on a ship, the authorities have caught up to him in the form of handsome marshal Dryath Riatt. When a passerby knocks the marshal out, Genthry takes Riatt “hostage” to save him from the angry crowd. Dryath knew he shouldn’t have thought the job was done just because he got his hands on escaped killer Genthry. He wasn’t counting on the local crowd jumping in to help the dirtbag escape, the local garrison refusing to lift a finger to help him ... or Genthry being possibly the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. Now he’s a captive, restrained, and flying to some unknown destination with a terrorist who doesn’t make him feel unsafe at all. When an encounter with pirates forces a sudden landing, Genthry and Dryath must hide together before either can find safety. Can they overcome their differences, or will these enemies sell each other out before they can find happiness?

See Ya, Space Cowboy

Dryath breathed into it until his body accepted Genthry. Then he adjusted his position, rose up again, and slammed back down. And again, and again.


Genthry groaned, eyes rolling back. “Dryath, you feel amazing.”


Dryath braced himself against Genthry’s chest. If Genthry could still get coherent words out—a full sentence no less—Dryath was doing something wrong. For his part, Genthry filled him like Dryath had been designed for him, the way he’d always wanted to be. The position let Dryath adjust the thrust and angle to his own preferences and tastes, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. All he could hope for was to get Genthry off first.


That hope went out the window when Genthry wrapped his long fingers around his cock and stroked. He didn’t even have to do much; a touch would probably have brought Dryath off at this point. He screamed as his release shot out of him, which seemed to be all the permission Genthry needed.


Chapter 23