by Thalia Frost
“I doubt it. Whatever it was...if it's about us, you don't have to worry.” She touched his arm, and it tingled where her fingers lay.
“I hope you're right.” He sighed.
“Hey, hey.” She pulled Pax into her arms, and he closed his eyes. “I told you we'll move at your pace. It's just you and me for now—not with the other two. Not until you're ready for it.” She kissed his neck, and he moaned.
“I wish we could just stay in bed.”
Gina let go of him and wagged a finger at him. “Me too, but we have a lot to get done today.” She slid out of bed.
Pax enjoyed watching her get dressed. “I'm glad you pursued me.” He grinned.
She laughed. “Me too. Generally, I get what I want in life. I've just never been so ambitious about...my lovers.”
“Hmm. I can't believe that. You seemed pretty ambitious last night.” Pax's cock stirred at the memory of her mouth on him.
“I was. Wasn't I?” Gina sighed. “I have to go. I'm sorry. I'll shower back at my place.”
He frowned. “You can stay. It's no problem. I'd like you to, actually.”
She shook her head. “I have things to take care of before I go in to work.”
“Oh.” Pax glowered, looking away from her.
“No. Not Larch and Ford.” Gina squeezed his arm as she rounded the bed. “I have a call to make and some bills I need to get mailed out today. You know, life stuff.” She laughed lightly.
“Good. I don't want to think about them.” Jealousy suffused his veins. How was he going to deal with this situation? He wanted Gina all to himself.
“Don't. I won't bring you into things now until you're ready, but I can't promise that I won't see them.” She slipped her high heels back on as he followed her in to the den.
“Right. I know.” He hated it. He wanted her all to himself, but she was her own woman. Pax had known the deal going in, and he had to honor it.
“Good.” She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his forehead.
“I'll see you later. Maybe we can do dinner.” He hoped, oh, he wanted to so badly.
“Maybe.” Gina tilted her head and smiled. Then, she was gone.
Worry filled him as soon as the door shut. “Why the hell did I think I could share her?” Pax punched the wall with his fist, leaving and indentation. He didn't care. All he could think about was his co-workers...and Gina. Together.
“Dammit.” He was going for a run before he blew apart.
* * * *
A note lay under Gina's door when she arrived back a few minutes later. She grinned, wondering what Larch or Ford or both were up to now.
Closing the door behind her, she opened it.
Dearest Mistress,
Your humble servants, Larch and Ford, request your presence tonight at dinner by candlelight at 7pm at Ford's apartment. Bring yourself. Clothing optional, of course. We'll take care of the rest.
Gina bit her lip, growing wet just thinking about what the night might hold in store. She sighed. But for now, she had to get some things done and get in to work.
* * * *
Pax fought the urge to call Gina all morning. He didn't want to look needy, even though he was. He wanted this woman so badly. She was like air to him. He waited until 11:30. His work was piled upon his desk, not getting done. He had to see her—to reassure himself that this wasn't a dream.
She answered her cell phone on the fourth ring, when he'd almost given up. “Hey, Pax.”
Her sexy voice flooded him with desire all over again.
He sighed. “Hey. I just wanted to hear your voice, really.”
She laughed lightly. “Well, here I am. I'm working away on these files you gave me.”
“Good.” While he wasn't working at all. Wonderful.
“I enjoyed last night...so much,” Gina said.
“Me too. Hey, how about dinner?” He tried to sound casual, but he needed for her to say yes.
“Oh.” She paused.
She had other plans. Pax heard it in the pause.
“You have other plans, right?” He tried to keep it light, but his jaw wouldn't unclench.
“Yeah, I do. Tomorrow night, though. I promise, unless...” Gina trailed off.
“What?” Pax had a feeling he wasn't going to like this.
“You want to come to dinner with me, Larch, and Ford.” She cleared her throat.
“Uhh. I'm assuming it's dinner...and dessert.”
She laughed. “Yep. You assume correctly. What do you think? I'm sure they'll be in. They know I want you to be with us.”
Pax smarted at the statement. “But what if I just want to be with you, Gina? That hasn't changed, and I still hate sharing you.” His anger spiked.
“I'm yours. You can be with us, too. I think it will heighten your pleasure even more.” Gina's voice was a caress.
But it wasn't going to work on him.
“No thanks. Enjoy your dinner. I'll see you tomorrow evening.” He hung up the phone, feeling rotten for being abrupt but so mad he couldn't keep talking.
* * * *
“So, he's still not in,” Gina said as they sipped champagne after dinner later.
“Too bad,” Larch said and winked.
“Larch, I really like him.” Gina slammed her glass down.
“Hey, sorry! I wasn't trying to make you mad.” Larch raised an eyebrow.
“Let's move to the living room. Shall we?” Ford stood and motioned them to follow him.
Gina scowled. Pax had ruined the night. She had figured that if she just asked, he would go along...change his mind and join them.
Apparently, he was even more hard headed than she thought he was.
Gina sat down in the middle of Ford's black, leather couch. Ford sat on her right, Larch on her left.
“I'm sorry, but we're still here,” Ford said, smiling.
“I know.” Gina frowned.
“He'll come around.” Larch shot Ford a worried look over Gina's shoulders.
“Maybe.” She gave them a bright smile. “I'm not going to let him ruin our evening. Besides, how can I be that greedy anyway? I have you two, right?”
“Exactly,” Larch said and leaned in to kiss her. His tongue met hers, greedy, taking her own captive.
Ford knelt down and pushed Gina's skirt up in a rough, demanding motion. “I'm not going to be able to wait long. I've been thinking about you all day...and last night, too.”
She laughed. “I'll bet you were.”
“And what you two were getting up to that we missed out on.” Ford sighed.
“Wouldn't you like to know?” Gina teased, spreading her legs wider for him.
“Sort of.” Larch kissed her ear, tracing the lobe with his tongue. “I'd rather have been inside of you.”
She moaned, and his lips found hers again.
Ford slipped his hand inside of her lacy panties. He began to stroke her pussy up and down.
“Oh, that feels amazing,” she said, her pussy pulsing already with need.
“Does it? It's going to feel even better soon,” Ford said. “I'm going to make you come, but I want you to make Larch feel good while I do. I love to see you sucking cock. I can tell you like it.”
Gina groaned. “I love it.”
Larch grinned and tipped her head back gently. He unzipped. He was already hard.
Gina moaned as Ford thrust two fingers inside of her and Larch stroked her cheek with his cock—the skin soft, the member so rigid.
“I love that, baby. You feel so good.” Larch sucked in a breath and hissed as he pushed his cock into her mouth—just the tip.
Gina sucked and licked, her mouth working on him as Ford pleasured her with two fingers inside of her and one on her clit, rubbing lightly. She squirmed under his hand.
“Not yet, girl. Wait a minute,” Ford said, laughing softly. “I'm going to move you to the floor so we can work you better.”
Gina groaned, her clit already throbbing, she was so near to a release. Larch
's cock in her mouth and Ford's hands on her drove her mad.
The two men lifted her gently off of the couch and lay her in the center of the den.
Larch undressed fully, giving Gina a good view of his long, thick cock. He faced Ford and knelt over Gina's face. She opened her mouth with a smile, and he sank his cock deep inside of it. “Yes, baby. Damn, you take it so deep.” She sighed and sucked and licked as he began to pump in rhythm. “I want to blow my load all over your pretty face,” he said, groaning.
Gina moaned in agreement.
Ford said nothing, his fingers still at work inside of her and on her clit. He slid them out and unzipped his pants, not bothering to undress all of the way.
When he pushed inside of her with his long cock, Gina moaned in bliss. “Is that what you like, baby?” Ford asked, thrusting in and out slowly.
She groaned and whimpered, busy with Larch's cock in her mouth. He was pistoning in and out faster and faster.
“I want you to come for me baby with all your holes full,” Ford said, ramming into her harder now.
Gina squeaked and nodded, Larch's cock bobbing out of her mouth. He pushed it right back in.
“I'm about to come all over your pretty face, Gina. Just suck it really good a few more times.”
As he said that, Ford pressed into her, staying there, and she exploded, her orgasm taking over at the thought that she was pleasuring two men this way at once. Waves of bliss buffeted her body.
Larch pulled out of her mouth and worked his cock for a moment. “I'm going to explode. You're so hot, Gina.”
She smiled at him, welcoming his hot cum on her face, his ownership of her. Ripples of her orgasm still passed through her as he shouted and spurted his hot seed on her mouth, lips, and cheeks. Gina licked her lips, tasting the salty sweetness of Larch.
Ford shouted his release at nearly the same time as he pushed inside of her one more time, hard and fast, filling her.
“Umm. Yeah. That feels good—my two space men.”
Larch moaned as he finished. He kissed Gina's forehead tenderly and went to get a wet washcloth to clean her off.
Ford smiled as he slowly slid out of her, and she sighed with pleasure. “You wear that well, babe.”
She swatted him as she moved to the couch. “Gee, thanks.”
Ford took her into his arms, cuddling her close. “Man, I love this so much.” He kissed her hair.
“Just...this?” She asked, arching a brow.
Ford flushed, and she touched his arm.
“I'm joking, Ford.”
“No, you don't have to joke. I love you, too, Gina. How could I not? You're one of the most intelligent women I know, and you're the hottest and sweetest.” He gazed into her eyes and kissed her, messy face and all.
She sat there, stunned at his words.
Larch returned and gently cleaned her face with the warm, soapy washcloth.
“That feels amazing. Thank you.” Gina smiled up at him.
“You're gorgeous. Thank you. Man, that was intense.” Larch collapsed onto the couch, joining their snuggle hug.
“That it was,” Gina murmured, still thinking about what Ford had said.
“Netflix time?” Ford asked.
“Sure. I think we already have the chill part down pat,” Gina said with a laugh.
* * * *
Pax stayed at work late, stewing. All he could think about was Gina, Larch, and Ford, and not being there.
“I can't share her.” He gripped his pen hard.
The lab phone range at 10:30 p.m. He frowned. Who in the world would be calling at this hour? His stomach flipped. Good news never came at this time of night at work.
“Pax, man, you're not going to believe it!” One of his assistants shouted into his ear.
“Hey, calm down and slow down,” Pax said, rolling his eyes. The guy was a computer geek and did work for him. He had taken on an assignment immediately related to the find. He was running numbers right around the blinking light Pax had analyzed to see if there were any patterns in anything else.
“I can't, boss. They're trying to communicate.”
“What?” But he knew what and whom Ted was talking about.
“Aliens. They're already here, and the government knows about it.” Ted gulped for air loudly.
Pax dropped the phone with a bang, ignoring Ted's shouts.
He had to get to Ford's place. He didn't care what he walked in on. They had to make a plan.
“If our own government has been lying to us, if they know...” He whispered, clenching his fists.
Blood pounded in his head. There was going to be hell to pay, and they were all in danger—Larch, Ford, Gina, and himself. Gina's gorgeous, beloved face flashed in front of his mind.
“No, no one is going to hurt her,” he said and ran out of the lab.
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