Moon Crazy

Decadent Publishing Company

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 13
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Jace and Tara—dysfunctional. Yeah, maybe a bit. They decided a long time ago they shouldn’t be married, but the sex isn't something they want to walk away from. Not when it is that good.

Jace has more on his mind than a booty call when he shows up to his ex-wife’s dome. He needs a pilot to fly a racing ship he plans to repossess, and only the best pilot will do. There’s one issue with hiring Tara for the job. His ex-girlfriend Nia has also signed on as navigator, and the two women can’t be in the same room, let alone the cramped cabin of a high-credit racing ship. And, well, he’s kind of still sleeping with them both. But they don’t know that.

When they find out, the claws come out and hair flies. After the dust settles, something else happens. Yeah, two is company, but three can set the galaxy on fire when passions turn from homicide to more pleasurable activities.

Moon Crazy
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Moon Crazy

Decadent Publishing Company

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 13
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Jace dove behind her couch seconds before a blast hit the wall behind where he’d stood. He surveyed the damage. A black scorch mark decorated the fresh paint. Nope, not on stun. Two seconds slower, and Tara would’ve branded him.
“Baby, you shouldn’t have done that.”
“Step into the open, baby. Unless you don’t have the balls to come and take what you want.”
Okay, if she wanted to play, he’d fucking play. He yanked his laser from his thigh holster and banged the grip on the floor, putting it on high charge. Tara liked it rough. And though he might get the shit kicked out of him from time to time, nothing was hotter than dominating the bitch when she got it in her head she wanted to play king of the mountain.
He rolled to his back and stared at the mirror he’d installed after their last match, claiming he’d put it there to cover a hole he’d blasted in the wall during previous foreplay. What she didn’t know…. Jace took aim and fired into it. The bolt ricocheted and hit the weapon in her hand. Tara yelped, dropped her laser, and threw herself to the floor, landing a foot from her blaster. A damn smart move.
“Covering a hole, Jace?”
He watched her shake her hand in the reflection. “Covering my bases, Kitten.”
And did he need to. The woman would kill him otherwise. His best friend took every chance to remind him Tara was like a bad drug. Made him feel good for a while, but sometime, if he kept chasing his dragon of an ex-wife, she’d take him out. This pretty much summed up his relationship with her. If one word could have described his marriage before divorce, it would be homicidal. Yeah, he’d gotten out of holy matrimony, but he still hadn’t gotten out. For some reason, unknown to even him, he couldn’t leave the woman alone.

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