"Joanna Wylde - The Price of Pleasure" - читать интересную книгу автора (Wylde Joanna)

Part I: The Station

Chapter 1

The House of Lilies was busy tonight.
Jax sat in a corner booth watching the activity around him. The large, dimly-lit room
was filled with his brothers-in-arms, Saurellian warriors enjoying the charms of the
newly conquered women of the mining station. The pleasure house, with its lush red
fabrics and gold accents, was a place designed to make a man forget his cares. Jax was
ready for that forgetfulness, the kind that only came in the arms of a beautiful woman.
He sighed with satisfaction, sitting back, sipping his drink and thinking about which one
of the many pleasure workers filling the room would be his that night.
 It was good to be here. They had been fighting for months, beating the EmperorтАЩs
troops back star sector by star sector. Their forces had taken almost a quarter of his vast
territory before a truce had been called. The Saurellians hadnтАЩt started the fight, but by
the Goddess theyтАЩd finished it. Now Jax and his comrades had been assigned to this
remote system, babysitting the troublesome Discovery station. In JaxтАЩs opinion,
тАЬDiscoveryтАЭ was too optimistic a name for the grotty outpost.
There were millions of asteroids surrounding the small sun at the center of the
system, containing enough ore for a thousand ships; all of them had to pass by
Discovery station sooner or later. Losing the system had been a crippling blow to the
EmpireтАЩs economy, and there was little doubt that theyтАЩd try to re-take it if the peace
talks fell through. TheyтАЩll have to get through me first, Jax thought savagely. A scowl
momentarily marred his near-perfect, olive-toned face.
One of the waitresses at the table next to him caught his expression. He watched as
her eyes widened in surprise. She made a pretty, pouting little moue of concern with her
mouth. Never one to disappoint a lady, Jax flashed her a quick grin, then ran a hand
quickly through his tousled, black hairтАУthe тАЬnervousтАЭ gesture never failed to catch a
womanтАЩs attention, something heтАЩd learned early on.
The waitress smiled seductively at him in response, and started sauntering toward
him until Gelvar, another of JaxтАЩs squad-mates, grabbed her from behind. She squealed
in pleasure, dropping her tray. With a growl, Gelvar buried his face in her neck and she
shrugged her shoulders helplessly at Jax.
He grinned back at her, more than willing to let her go to Gelvar. There were plenty
of women to go around; one was much like the next. He would never consider letting a
female get between him and his fellow warriors. Turning his attention back to the room
at large, Jax downed another shot of the pleasure houseтАЩs finest black market bakrah in
satisfaction.
His squadron was one of the toughest in the Saurellian armada. The Imperial forces
would not find them an easy target if they chose to return to the mining station. Until
then, it was time to relax and enjoy the pleasures of conquest.
A roar from the crowd roused Jax from his thoughts. One of his friends, Daaron, had
been lured up on to the circle-shaped stage that thrust into the center of the room, and
the warriors in the crowd were going crazy. A pleasure dancer dressed only in a filmy
sarong and matching band across her breasts had dropped to her knees in front of
Daaron, running a finger suggestively up and down the length of his bulging crotch.
Jax recognized her as a crowd-favorite from the night before, her shapely and
well-endowed body easy to remember. The thought of her performance then, complete
with three volunteers from the audience, was enough to make him shift in his seat
uncomfortably. His pants seemed far tighter than they had earlier...