The Quiet Ones
He knew he shouldn't mix pleasure with business, but he wasn't the first officer to take someone under his command to bed. He'd even been that soldier once upon a time. And there was just something therapeutic about Ryan. He wasn't a lifemate. He was barely a lover. But without really trying, Conrad could make the younger man's entire body blush.
It was an addictive pastime. He'd watch the flesh turn pink from the tips of his ears down to his toes. Of course, he'd to endure countless conversations about wildlife to keep the man amused, but he'd suffered worse.