Read Online Lana's Comet (Outer Settlement Agency) by Lyn Brittan - Free Book Online

you’ll have to latch on to it when you need it. Today, you have your final round of mental stress assessments. I see the looks on your faces. I understand it firsthand. Everyone in charge of your training has gone through this. You’ll make it. Visualize what comes next. The fun stuff, hmm? Planetary sims, shuttle runs, all those things you thought you’d be doing instead of running laps for me.”
    A few of her comrades grinned, others wept. She didn’t blame them. Meash Corp had similar programs, only with far less stringent commitments to psychological safety. OSA protected people and planets. Meash Corp protected their money. They went to great lengths to ensure that secrets couldn’t be plied out of its higher-level employees. She shivered in empathy and tried to center her mind on him.
    “Any questions?”
    When no one responded, Cyprus sent them away with a “You’ve got this,” and after the last person left, he turned to her. “A word in my office?”
    “Sir.” She followed, keeping her eyes on a rear end she might not be able to see again. Might as well enjoy one final view. She prepared herself for a talking to and was ready to fire back. She was grown. If he had any regrets, that was on him.
    She didn’t.
    She enjoyed last night and happened to know he did too. She’d call him out on any bullshit he might try to fling her way.
    He said nothing as the door opened for his retina scan and he waived her through. Unlike the silver and tan that colored most of the facility, his office was a dark blue with soft green lighting emanating from the corners.
    His desk was as she expected. Clear. No mementos and, “OH!”
    In one breath, she was off her feet and on said desk, with one very attractive OSA agent looking down. “I had my brother scan my room today. It’s clean.”
    “So?”
    “New rule.”
    “Okay?”
    “As long as you’re in that uniform, you’ll do what I tell you to do.”
    “That’s illegal.” She shimmied out of her top. “However, out of uniform...”
    Teeth latched on her neck while his hands went to work on her trousers. She tried to help, but he didn’t need it, having her naked in two smooth movements. A massive palm pushed against her stomach. “Lay back down.”
    She did.
    “Spread you legs.”
    She did that too.
    But nothing happened. She looked down the length of her body to find him still clothed and staring at her. A rough thumb rubbed against her clit and she took a sharp huff of air. He smiled and brought his chair closer to the desk. “I missed breakfast. That’s your fault.”
    Hands hooked around her calves, dragging her to the edge of the desk.
    “I’m going to eat now and you’re going to be a good little recruit and not interrupt me while I do.”
    Good was such a relative term. If good involved keeping her mouth shut, that wasn’t happening. The man’s tongue traced her labial walls from one side to the other. The dance of his flesh across hers was both too brief and too long.
    She slammed her hand across her mouth and damn near bit her lip off to keep from moaning. Then he started sucking, working her as if he meant to consume her. “Please.”
    “Please, what?”
    “Please, don’t stop.”
    “Oh, I agree.”
    Cyprus’s tongue froze.
    Right about then it registered that this last voice hadn’t come from between her legs. Nor did it belong to Cyprus, who shot up and threw some clothes over her. She jumped behind him, scampering into her suit.
    “Vin, get out, NOW!”
    Who the hell was Vin? She wasn’t about to stop dressing to find out.
    “I have the thing you wanted. Who is that,” this Vin person asked.
    “Brother, I swear to you...”
    Brother? She did peek then. The beautiful, and very human looking Vin, waved four fingers in the air. “Hello, there.”
    She didn’t wave back. Vin shrugged and took a five-fingered grip on an omnitablet - one decorated with black Martian lilies. “That’s Michi’s!”
    Vin’s eyes rolled back and