What Remains: Wasteland

by Kris Norris

  She raised her gaze. “How could you know I was…?” She shook her head. “CIA. I know it. Some kind of behavioral unit or something.”

  “The section of the government I worked for was more secretive than the CIA. But that’s not what’s really important right now, is it?”

  He trailed his hand up her side, but she stepped back, shaking a finger at him.

  “It’s my turn to touch you. Now be a good boy and stand still.”

  Kace smiled then glanced at the doorway. “Should we…”

  She followed his gaze before looking back at him. “They’ve got a sixth sense thing going. I’m sure they’ll figure it out.”

  Kace seemed uncertain until she placed her hands on the waistband of his jeans again, shoving them over his hips. All doubt faded from his expression as he kicked his shoes and the denim away, standing before her in nothing but briefs and some socks. She raised her hands and ran them along his arms and shoulders, knowing that as soon as she removed his last line of defense, she’d be on her knees with his cock down her throat.

  Kace closed his eyes as she traced every dip and curve on his body, feeling how his muscles twitched beneath her touch. He was just as big as Rhys but more defined, which she was certain came from his mixed martial arts training. A few faint lines on his torso drew her attention, and she followed each one, finally staring up at him.

  She nodded at the scars. “Those aren’t from simple training. How long did you compete?”

  Kace chuckled. “Now who’s the detective?”

  “It’s not that hard to deduce. But I have a feeling Rhys doesn’t know.”

  Kace shrugged. “It’s not that I won’t tell him, it’s just…he sees me a certain way, and knowing I went in the ring on a consistent basis will skew that image he’s created.”

  “A faulty image. From the looks of these marks, you’re a dangerous man. Though he’s a fool if he can’t see that by the way you carry yourself. Everything about you is tightly wound.”

  “Big brothers tend to see what they want. Rhys stood up for me more than a few times as a kid. I owe him, and letting him believe he’s got one up on me isn’t that high of a price.”

  “Brains, brawn and a sense of loyalty. You are a man of many facets. Though right now, I’m mostly interested in one.”

  She gave him an alluring smile as she returned her hands to his briefs, fisting the band as she inched them down, going to her knees to properly remove them and his socks. His thighs mimicked the rest of him. Long, lean with muscles to spare. She trailed her fingers up his legs, just grazing the edge of his balls before palming them on his abdomen, both thumbs tempting his shaft with a fleeting touch. His stomach tensed, and she knew he was anticipating that first caress of her mouth.

  Emersyn eased one hand off his groin, smoothing her fingers along his length, spreading the drop of pre-cum around the head, humming at the silky soft feel of his skin. The head pulsed, increasing in size as his balls pulled up slightly, a sure indication her actions were welcome. She took her time, massaging his shaft, watching it react to each tiny caress until his hands speared through her hair as his hips punched forward.

  He pressed the crown against her mouth as his rough breath filled the air. “I’m far too gone for you to tease me. So unless you want me to tie you to my chair and call in the reinforcements, I suggest you don’t linger long.”

  The echo of footsteps played down the hall, and Em couldn’t help but smile. “Sounds like the cavalry is already here. But I’ll give in…this once. Don’t think for a moment I’m submissive.”

  Kace eased back ever so slightly. “At least not that you’ll admit.”

  Em thought about sassing him back, but the muted groans from behind her drew her attention. She tilted her head just enough to see two sets of boots.

  “See. I told you they’d figure it out.” She glanced at them this time. “You two going to stand there and watch or get naked?”

  The rustle of fabric was her only answer before the soft pad of bare feet on tile whispered across the room. She smiled, focusing on Kace again when hands landed on her shoulders. She knew immediately that Rhys was on her left and Hunter her right, not that it mattered. They’d find a way to join in with a seamless quality that melted her heart.

  For the first time since Billy had died, Em felt at peace. That perhaps fate had manifested the necessary detours to get them all to this place, this time. Either way, there was no denying the chemistry that strummed between them.

  Hunter’s fingers traced along her spine as he took his place behind her, his knees ghosting into view on either side of hers. His skin was more sun-kissed than hers, and she still wondered how the hell he had a tan when she could have passed as a vampire.

  She shook the thought away, deciding to concentrate on Kace. The man’s shaft had wept more precious fluid, and she knew she wouldn’t be happy until she licked him clean. She leaned in, aware Rhys was watching from off to her left, as she breathed in Kace’s scent. His skin still lingered with the aroma of coconut soap, but there was a spicy essence to it that was pure man.

  Desire coiled low in her belly as she poked out her tongue and flicked it across the tip. His taste burst in her mouth, the flavor a headier version of his scent, and she couldn’t help but wonder if the other men would be similar copies of their aromas.

  Kace grunted, once again pressing his cock against her lips. “Emersyn.”

  There was a desperate edge to his voice she hadn’t heard before, and the thought she’d pushed him to his limits excited her. She glanced up at him, holding his gaze as she opened her mouth and took him deep in one, slow swallow.

  His head fell back as his breath hissed out through his teeth. “Fuck, baby. You’re so damn good at that.”

  She bobbed up, releasing him. “I thought you weren’t one for pet names?”

  “And I thought we’d established I wasn’t in the mood to be teased.”

  She smiled. “Still want to tie me to your chair?”

  Kace moved faster than she thought possible, falling to his knees and trapping her against Hunter’s chest. Somehow Rhys managed to grab one hand while Hunter restrained the other.

  Kace breathed across her face, nipping at her bottom lip. “Damn straight I do. But with Rhys and Hunter, who needs a chair…or rope.”

  All three of the men moved at once, shuffling positions until she found herself on her back, Rhys and Hunter on either side, each holding an arm and a leg. She struggled against their grip, but there wasn’t any question as to who had more brute strength. On her feet, she could kick any man’s ass. Laying as she was, they held the power—and they knew it.

  Kace hovered between her legs, nodding at the men to open them wider. They grinned, looping their hands around her knees and splaying her wide, exposing every inch of her pussy to the cool air. Her clit fluttered in response, drawing a chorus of male groans.

  Kace shook his head, teasing her slit with a brief touch as he moved over her, lowering himself until his chest knocked hers. “Still trying to convince us this doesn’t turn you on? Damn, baby, you’re so close I bet one lick would send you over. I can smell your need from here, which isn’t hard considering it’s practically dripping down your thighs. I suggest you get used to this position because you’re not going anywhere for a while.”

  Emersyn tugged again, having the same effect as before. She wanted to scream at them. To demand they let go, but Kace was right. Just the idea that she was powerless against their desires made her pussy cream. She sighed, hating that they’d read her so easily.

  Kace trailed his fingers along her jaw, down her neck and across her chest, circling one nipple. “Now who’s speechless?”

  “I’m not speechless, it’s just…I know the only answer you’ll accept is…”

  Her voice keened into a gasping moan as he squeezed her nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her pussy. It clenched emptily, the first inklings of an orgasm building inside.

 
; Kace laughed. “You were saying?”

  He lowered his hand, thrusting two fingers inside her as she tried to speak. She screamed her affirmation, tilting her head back as a wave of heat tore through her, threatening to tip her over the edge. Rough pants heaved in her chest as Kace moved his fingers in and out, stretching her to the point stars danced across her vision.

  She fought to focus on his face, knowing hers more than showed her desperation. “God, Kace. I’m so close.”

  “You don’t want to come so soon, do you?”

  She cried this time when another hand joined his, the sweet pressure soothing that raw ache while building another. “Please. You can tease me next time. I promise.”

  “Damn, I love it when you beg. So tell me. Do you want to come on my mouth or my cock?”

  She snagged her lip. “Your cock.”

  His smile turned wicked. “My cock it is.”

  His fingers withdrew from her body, leaving her quivering in Hunter and Rhys’ arms. They seemed as mesmerized as she was when Kace climbed over her, his hips cradled in hers. His shaft poked at her entrance, and she pulled against the boys’ hold, trying to wrap her legs around Kace’s back.

  Hunter tsked her. “Just because you’re getting what you need doesn’t mean you’re in control, sweetheart.”

  She huffed, thinking up the perfect comeback when Kace lifted his hips and hilted his cock inside her. His name bounced off the walls as her pussy contracted around him, winding the coil in her core to the point it nearly snapped but not quite. She held her breath, wanting to come but not wanting the exquisite sensation to end. Kace growled in her ear, easing out then slamming back in, breaking that final thread she had on her control, and sending her headlong into orgasm.

  Her body climaxed around him, contracting on his cock, making him feel even larger inside her. The boys released her arms, and she clawed at his back, aware she might be leaving marks but so caught up in her release, all she could see was the wash of color beyond his shoulder as every muscle tightened in sequence before finally ebbing.

  Her breath panted in the still room, every rough exhalation a testament to her overwhelming climax. Kace stayed motionless above her, his eyes squeezed shut, his body stiff. She whispered his name, needing more than just his cock to soothe the edgy feeling tingling in her nerves. Kace opened his eyes, his gaze searching her face before he lowered his head and molded his lips to hers.

  The kiss was tender and passionate, far more intimate than anything they’d shared. When he finally pulled back, resting his forehead on hers as he began moving inside her, she knew she’d never be the same. That she’d never be able to look at these men and see them without the hue of love blinding her. That she’d gladly die if it meant they’d live.

  The realization pooled tears in her eyes, and she didn’t try to hold them in check. Kace frowned for a moment, pausing as he studied her face, before smiling and kissing her again, even more tender than before. Emotions collided inside her, and she wrapped her arms around him, just hoping to hold on.

  Hunter and Rhys must have sensed the change. Their hands softened on her legs, their fingers tracing swirling patterns on her skin. The gentle touches only added to the storm of feelings rioting her system, and she couldn’t hold back another cry of pleasure when Kace pulsed then came, pumping his release deep inside her.

  Choked sobs racked her chest as her arms tightened around Kace. He held himself above her for three more heartbeats before he groaned and collapsed on top, bracing most of his weight on his elbows. Their combined breathing strummed through the air, the sound matched only by the incessant pounding of her pulse in her head.

  Kace nuzzled her cheek, peppering kisses along her jaw. “So beautiful. Damn I love you.”

  Rhys snorted beside them. “About bloody time you stopped fighting it. Maybe now you can keep regular hours and not walk around, brooding.”

  Kace glanced at his brother. “I don’t brood.”

  Hunter slapped him on the shoulder. “Would you prefer the term pout?”

  Kace shook his head. “And to think I willingly agreed to be around these guys.”

  Hunter grinned. “We are quite a catch.” He looked at her. “Are you still going to try to convince us that restraining you doesn’t make you come harder than you ever have?”

  She sighed, her body too spent to argue with them. “Just don’t think it translates into any other aspect of this relationship. I’ll concede I enjoy having you three control the bedroom, but it ends there. And don’t be surprised when you all wake up one morning tied to the bed and at my mercy.”

  “Can’t wait.” Hunter brushed his finger along her cheek. “Now how about you do that all over again?”

  Chapter Eleven

  Hunter watched a slow smile spread across Emersyn’s face. Though he could see how much her orgasm had cost her, both physically and emotionally, there was no doubt she wanted to experience the same blinding passion with him and Rhys.

  She kissed Kace as he levered up, running her hands along his torso as he rested on his heels, his fingers trailing down her body. She arched into his hand as he palmed one breast, huffing when he finally released her, rolling over and collapsing on the floor. He seemed more than spent.

  Hunter grinned at her. “Damn, sweetheart. You sure wore the poor guy out.”

  She gave him a sexy smile, popping up when he and Rhys released her legs and jumping onto Rhys, taking the man to the floor. They landed with a thud, her hands clasped on his shoulders, her body splayed across his. She laughed, the musical sound making him smile. He couldn’t remember the last time she’d laughed, not like this. Genuine and from somewhere deep within her, as if they’d eased the pain that had plagued her for months.

  The thought humbled him. That she’d given herself so fully to them was a miracle more precious than Kace’s vaccine. One he’d protect at all cost, even if it meant convincing her she wasn’t quite as bulletproof as she thought.

  Rhys chuckled in the background, breaking him from his thoughts. Emersyn pushed up on his shoulders, flashing him a brilliant smile over her shoulder as she sat back, trailing her hands over the other man’s torso. Rhys’ eyes drifted shut on a moan, the sound making Em’s smile widen. Hunter moved in behind them, content to feel her body rest against his as she took her time tracing Rhys’ body, seemingly determined to trace every dip and plane.

  She turned her head, mouthing ‘you’re next’ to him before turning her attention to the lower half of Rhys’ anatomy. Hunter knew the moment Emersyn’s perusal become more than a simple game of discovery. Rhys moaned and raised his hands to her hips, firmly pulling her toward him. She moved easily within his embrace, kissing his mouth as his hands roved over her body. Even Kace seemed to recover, rolling over to place one hand on her thigh. She instinctively shifted, allowing him access to her breasts. The man didn’t waste any time, slipping his hand between them, smiling when she gasped.

  Rhys helped her upright again, only this time he’d lodged his shaft between her legs. Emersyn hovered over him, teasing him with fleeting passes of her pussy, leaving a trail of moisture behind. Hunter could see Rhys’ control fraying and smiled at the way Emersyn pushed the guy to his limits.

  She must have realized she’d reached the point of no return. She stopped undulating and paused above him. Then she slowly sank down, her head lulling backward as her breath left her on a sigh.

  Rhys grunted, his knuckles going white as his grip on her waist tightened. Hunter could feel her muscles bunch against his chest, and he suspected she was more than full of the man. Her hair brushed across Hunter’s shoulder, tickling his skin. He snugged in closer, placing his hands on her stomach, inching them down until his fingers splayed over her groin.

  He hissed out his breath, rustling her hair. “God. I swear I can feel him moving inside you.”

  She drew a series of quick breaths, finally resting one hand over his. “I know how you can really feel him.”

  Hunter sh
ook his head. “It’s too soon. I know you’re tender from Rhys and—”

  “And I know you won’t hurt me.” She leaned in. “I need this Hunter. I need you. All three of you.”

  Hunter studied at her, trying to decide if she was rushing things just to please him when Kace slapped a tube against his shoulder. He stared at the man, but Kace stopped him with a shake of his head.

  “She means it. Trust me.”

  Hunter lifted one hand and took the tube, giving Emersyn another hard look. The smile she gave him flip-flopped the room. He dropped his head to her shoulder, leaving a wet kiss behind before easing back enough she had room to move. Rhys beckoned her forward with a nod of his head, and she moved over him, presenting Hunter her ass. He waited until Rhys claimed her mouth to cover two fingers in gel, smoothing them down her crease. Her muscles tensed then relaxed, her visible surrender making his cock flex against his stomach. Ever since he’d realized his love for her, he’d dreamed about taking her this way. Of feeling her cheeks cushion his groin as he sank deep into her ass, knowing she trusted him enough to surrender that last vessel of innocence to him.

  Emersyn’s breath rasped out of her chest, a low growl following his slow slide into her channel. Hot sweet pressure built along his fingers, and he nearly came just imagining how good she’d be. Rhys thrust up slightly, giving Hunter a ghosted sensation of the other man inside her.

  He cursed, withdrawing his fingers only to pump them in again. “God, Em. You’re so hot. So perfectly tight. And I can feel every twitch Rhys makes inside you.”

  He pulled out again, this time placing the head of his shaft at her entrance. It glistened with lube as he ensured every inch had a thick coating before smoothing his hands along her cheeks. Kace joined him, gently spreading her ass apart, giving Hunter better access. He motioned to Rhys, praying the man would keep her distracted as he pressed against the puckered hole, gasping when his cock slipped inside, the head pressing forward until his groin slapped her butt cheeks.

  “Shit, Em. Sweetheart this is the hottest damn thing I’ve ever felt.”