The Renegades' Reward

by Maddie Taylor

  But you’ve worn me out; another round might kill me.

  Impossible, Malik declared as he rose, pausing to swirl his tongue around each hard-tipped nipple. Great sex has never been fatal.

  Tell that to all the old men who’ve keeled over when their ticker gave out.

  Dani, Jaylin and I are in our prime. You’re a healthy twenty-five-year-old woman. And you’re a human female. I know you’ve got the ability to climax repeatedly, if your partners know what they’re doing. You can trust neither of us will ever disappoint.

  He tossed the towel into the open receptacle which fed to the auto-wash—an awesome machine—which would have it fluffed, folded, and back on the shelf, ready for the next time one of them needed it.

  To prove it, he continued, let’s use Jaylin’s big bed. After the cramped shower, I’m ready to spread you out and get adventurous. He strode to the door, tossing over his shoulder, Come on, you two. I’ve got five years of celibacy to make up for.

  She twisted to find Jaylin staring after his brother in surprise. I thought you were the dominant one.

  Head turned with a single brow arched in challenge, his hands slid around to her bare backside and squeezed. Is that really in question?

  No. She shook her head as she thought it, making doubly sure the fact he was in charge wasn’t in doubt.

  I’m glad we’re clear.

  “Vitamins,” she murmured. “We need to lay in a supply.”

  Warm and rich, his laughter wrapped around her as he scooped her up and made his way to the huge bed in the other room. When he reached the edge, he stopped and tossed her in the air. Landing with a bounce and what she felt certain was more than one lewd jiggle, she settled beside a reclined Malik, watching as Jaylin followed her in. He rolled her onto her side facing away from him, and curled up behind her. Then, like they hadn’t all come in spectacular fashion moments ago, they started up again.

  Breathless from their kisses and the hands moving over her, she couldn’t help wondering if this hunger would be something they shared forever, too.

  Malik’s voice echoed in her head while he sucked on a taut nipple. Jaylin rolled her to him enough to take the other. Trilorian males are known for their stamina. You, however, may need the R.I.D. occasionally to keep up with us.

  Fuck me.

  We heard you, Dani, Jaylin said in mind-speak as he gave her butt a smack. And are happy to oblige.

  She shot him a glare over her shoulder. Does this thing have an off switch?

  He gave her a wink, while his second answered. For a naughty girl who asks in order to hide things from her men, no, it doesn’t.

  Seriously, you’ll hear everything?

  He’s teasing, Dani. I agree, though, you’ll have to swear to only use the power for good, if you want to find out.

  She grinned. I have ways of making you talk.

  She moved her hands, one in front and back, seeking out Jaylin’s thickness, and Malik’s spectacular length. Intent on teasing them back to readiness, she was the one surprised upon finding them hard. Encircling one in each hand and squeezing them tight, she pumped both slowly, marveling over how they were up for another round so soon.

  I think I’m in trouble with you two, aren’t I?

  Not yet, but if you don’t wrap your lips around one of us soon, you will be.

  Jaylin!

  She’s too chatty, brother, Malik complained, though he was obviously amused, and very aroused. Can’t you control our woman?

  I’m taking her ass, you’re in charge of her mouth this time.

  With surprising agility for such large men, they moved onto their knees. Jaylin flipped her face down and, with his hands on her hips, lifted her so his brother to slide beneath. Malik’s hands spread her legs as she was lowered to straddle him, his cock gliding easily into her primed, very wet pussy. His arms came around her, one gliding up her back while the other went high, his fingers spearing into her hair and holding her still for his devouring kiss.

  Behind her, Jaylin spread her cheeks, his tongue circling the tight hole he intended to take. He moved away a moment later. She bit her lip, anticipating the press of his broad shaft as it stretched her wider than she had been before.

  Instead, she jumped when something cold and slippery hit her skin.

  “Easy, sweetness, just a dab of slickness to ease the way.” His long fingers delved and gently twisted, warming it as he worked it inside her, the task made easier by Malik’s hands on her ass cheeks holding her spread wide. “You’re ready for me, baby,” he announced, a raspy urgency in his voice, “and I can’t wait a moment longer to be inside you.”

  She couldn’t either, needing to the sense of oneness she’d felt with their earlier joining.

  Though larger, when he pressed into her, she didn’t get the feeling of apprehension she expected, maybe because he had so thoroughly prepared the way, or perhaps, because of the anticipation of the fullness, the incredible stretch, and the overwhelming presence of having her two men inside her again. Her lips left Malik’s, parting on a low, throaty moan of pleasure.

  Like in the shower, they moved within her as one, driving her to new heights, fingers teasing, tongues tasting, cocks relentless in their pumping. While Jaylin’s girth tested her limits, Malik’s length plumbed her to incredible depths until she felt each thrust low in her belly. As promised, they pushed her over the edge—three times before she lost count—and outpaced her with their stamina while she collapsed, spent from the mindless pleasure they gave her.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Dani came awake slowly the next morning, muscles she didn’t know she had aching from overuse. She thought Malik had been kidding about using the R.I.D. to help her keep up, but now wasn’t so sure. She’d lost count of the orgasms they’d given her.

  Two in the shower, several more while in bed, and another after a brief nap, then a brief reprieve had been called due to hunger. With her keeping Malik company while he cooked, Jaylin had gone to the bridge to check their course and whatever else needed to be checked on while in auto-navigation mode. Neither let her far from sight, however, and were sweetly affectionate with touches and tender kisses, considering the puffy sensitivity of her lips from so much activity.

  After they ate, she’d ended up dessert for her men, who had spread her out and taken her right there on the galley table. Jaylin had to carry her to his big bed when she didn’t have the energy to walk following two more stunning climaxes, which made a grand total of seven...or was it eight? She shifted in the bed, groaning softly.

  “Sore?”

  Tipping her head, she found Jaylin staring down at her, twin lines creasing the space between his sandy brows.

  “A little, I feel drained more than anything.”

  “You’ll build up your endurance in time.”

  “Any more and I’ll be dead.”

  Stirring next to her, Malik joined the conversation. “I told you that was impossible, at least with me around. I forbid it.”

  She tilted her head down to see him grinning up at her from where he lay at an angle to her, his head pillowed on her thighs. Her face flushed noticing his face was only inches away from her sex.

  Jaylin’s thumb swept over her cheek. “How can you blush after what we did to you yesterday?”

  His observation made the condition worse as heat spread to her ears and down her neck.

  “I think it’s adorable.” Malik moved forward and pressed his mouth to the top of her mound. The brief caress didn’t seem enough for him, and he moved lower, flicking his tongue out to dip into her slit and tease her clit with a quick back and forth. Behind her, Jaylin shifted higher on the pillows and pulled her back against his chest. With her upper half open to his hands, he began playing with her breasts and teasing her nipples.

  Instantly aroused, she geared up for more, despite being sore. It didn’t take long with his fingers circling her pebbled nipples before she arched into his hands and moved restlessly against them both.


  Bold as brass, she told them, “You two are like addictive drugs I can’t seem to get enough of.”

  “I feel the same way, baby, but we won’t be taking you again this morning.” Jaylin’s declaration was as deflating as a needle pricking a full balloon.

  “Why not?” she asked, more than a little disappointed.

  “Because it’s too soon.” Malik nuzzled his stubbled chin into the vee of her thighs. “We used you well. Not being used to two men, we pushed you farther than we should have.” His fingers extended and stroked lightly over her mound once more, before giving it a little pat. “You are pure temptation, your body something I’m becoming addicted to, too. You need time to recover, though. There’s a whirlpool tub in my room. You’ll have a soak and be pampered today. Tomorrow will be soon enough for more.”

  “I’m fine.”

  “So you say, but those are my orders, Dani.”

  “And mine,” Jaylin agreed. “Even if we say no penetration today, it doesn’t mean you can’t come for us in other ways.”

  “This is true,” Malik stated as he propped his forearms on her thighs. “Fingers and tongues can be very therapeutic, I’ve found.”

  His thumbs spread her apart and he dipped his head, touching his tongue to her clit. As if challenged to top him, Jaylin took both nipples between his fingers and rolled them. Soon they had her writhing on the bed, so much that when Malik spread her legs for better access, her hips arched, almost knocking him from his face-first perch. They chuckled at her response but weren’t ready to stop.

  Since she was unable to lie still, Jaylin assisted her by stretching out his long legs and moving her in between them. Next, he wrapped his ankles on the insides of her calves, holding her pinned and wide open for his brother to give her pleasure.

  With Jaylin pulling and pinching her nipples harder, she arched her back, whimpering, while ready to come from his touch alone.

  “She needs more.” He angled her face up for a kiss at the same time he shifted both their legs wider. This gave Malik unobstructed pussy access, which he didn’t hesitate to explore, as he licked, sucked, swirled, and tongue fucked her.

  The stimulation beyond what she could bear, Dani shattered, her body bucking hard then quivering limply with orgasm number eight—or, was it nine?—in less than twenty-four hours.

  Jaylin ended his ongoing kiss, his mouth moving up her cheek and coming to rest at her temple. Breathing hard, she exclaimed, “I need a white flag.

  Malik’s head popped up, a dark brow quirked in question, his lips glistening with the evidence of her climax.

  “On Earth, it’s a signal of surrender.”

  “You did that for us yesterday, several times, without a flag.” He chuckled when her eyes rolled up to the ceiling.

  Jaylin did, too, her breasts shimmying from the rumbling vibration in his chest, which still supported her upper half. He sat up, shifting her into her brother’s arms. “Malik will put you in the tub while I check on our progress. We’ll have breakfast together after your bath.”

  “At the galley table?” Images of being taken thoroughly at the exact spot the night before made her squeak, “No thanks, I’m good.”

  He leaned over her. “I know what you’re thinking, baby. You’ll join us, eat to keep up your strength, but nothing else. We’ll honor your white flag until tomorrow.” Lowering his mouth for another kiss, this time whisper soft, he then stood and began to dress.

  Reassured, she lounged against Malik and watched. “How long before we arrive?”

  “Three more days.”

  “Are we taking the long way to Earth?”

  “No, and considering what today is, we have no reason to delay.”

  She blinked up at him, not understanding until Malik murmured in her ear, “Happy birthday, Dani.”

  Twisting, she took in his slow grin. “I’d forgotten.” As what this long-awaited day meant to her sank in, she murmured in wonder. “I’m free of him, at last.”

  The bed shifted, the cause, Jaylin’s knee on the mattress as he leaned over her once again. “You were free of him the instant we claimed you as our third.”

  “Let’s not go back,” she urged. “Forget this business; leave it unfinished.”

  “Can’t do it.” Malik pressed a kiss against her shoulder, then shifted her up the bed, stretching out alongside her with his head propped on his fist. “We made a promise to someone special from your past which we intend to keep.”

  She frowned, unable to imagine who it could be. “Who?”

  “Your grandmother.”

  Dani sat up so fast Jaylin had to dodge to keep from being head-butted, and Malik was knocked to his back. He didn’t complain, instead, he moved into Jaylin’s vacated spot on the pile of pillows stacked against the headboard. Her eyes darted between them seeking answers. “It isn’t possible, she’s dead.”

  “That’s what your father wanted you to believe, sweetheart.”

  “He’s not my father!” Her chest ached as she went from angry denial to sadness in the course of a second. “If Daniel Alltryp isn’t my father, then Elise Alltryp can’t be my grandmother.”

  Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jaylin reached for her hand, squeezing it tight. “It’s not true what he told you.”

  “How do you know this for sure?”

  Malik reached up, tilting her face down to his. “Because your gorgeous green eyes are like hers, Dani. There is no denying the resemblance.”

  “But my mother told him I wasn’t his child, and she didn’t know who my father was. Why would she lie about something like that and play such a cruel trick on me?”

  “We may never know, baby.” Jaylin smoothed his thumb across her knuckles. “However, I’d stake the Renegade’s title on the woman we met being your grandmother. It’s not only the striking likeness of her eyes, but her character. She’s kind, giving like you, and was truly shocked your father kept you from her all these years. She wants to meet you and, though I know she would have helped us regardless, made bringing you to meet her part of the deal for posting our bond and returning our ship.”

  “None of this makes sense,” she whispered. “If my father hadn’t thought I belonged to another, my life may have been very different.” She looked down at her hand clasped in Jaylin’s big one, and Malik’s arm around her waist. They were strangers to her grandmother, yet took one look and became convinced of who she was. “If I look like her, why couldn’t my father see it?”

  “Your grandmother thinks he was blinded by anger, crushed by the betrayal of two people close to him, ones he thought he could trust. He took it out on you, who grew into a living reminder of her.”

  “There is something else, Dani,” Malik began.

  “Perhaps that should wait,” Jaylin cut in.

  “She deserves to know,” his twin replied.

  “I’m not so sure.”

  She leaned forward, her hand cupping his determined jaw. “Please, Jaylin. I know you want to protect me, but don’t keep me in the dark any further. I’ve had twenty-five years of it.”

  “You’re right. I’m trying to keep you from being hurt more than you’ve already been. This will be difficult to hear, and we don’t know it’s a fact.”

  Her hand gripped his harder, drawing from his strength as she prepared for yet another blow. “What is it?”

  “Your grandmother thinks your father may be behind your mother’s death.”

  “And, perhaps his ex-partner, the man she betrayed him with,” Malik added.

  “Oh my God!” she breathed in horror.

  “As I said, there is no proof,” Jaylin reminded her.

  “His own mother thinks it’s true.” She closed her eyes while trying to grasp what she was hearing. “But why not get rid of me, too? Why keep the bastard daughter?”

  Jaylin’s fingers flexed around hers, tugging her close, until her head rested on his shoulder.

  Malik moved, too, sitting up and curling his long body around her back
as if he could shield her from this hurt. Close to her ear, he tried to explain the unexplainable. “Your grandmother thinks, on a subconscious level, he suspected the truth.”

  “I seriously doubt that’s the case because it would mean he had a small shred of humanity within him,” she said raggedly, thrown for a loop by these revelations.

  “She could be telling herself this to explain away her own child being so evil. But the fact is, for some reason he kept you. Once the decision was made, he had no choice except to keep up the pretense and maintain his reputation. I don’t suppose disowning a motherless child is good for business.”

  “So, once again, it comes down to his greed,” she whispered. “I hate having his blood running through my veins.”

  Jaylin’s fingers combed her hair, and his lips moved against the top of her head when he spoke. “Your grandmother said much the same. Think, Dani, if you have his blood, you also have Elise Alltryp’s. We didn’t meet with her long, although from what we saw, I think you’ll be proud to call her family.”

  She sat up. “And she’s why we’re going back to Earth? To visit?”

  “We gave our word,” Malik answered. “And she made us promise to do it first thing. She had us quaking in our boots she was so demanding.”

  “I’m sure you could outrun her with your long legs.”

  “Probably, but her cane gives her reach.”

  An image of a cane-wielding old woman making Jaylin and Malik Sin-Naysir quiver with fear made her giggle. “I can’t wait to meet her.” Bubbling with excitement at the prospect, she shoved Jaylin playfully and demanded to know, “Captain, can’t this bucket of bolts go any faster?”

  He stiffened, a sudden scowl tilting his lips downward. “Are you insulting the Renegade? A ship that has served you well three times? I’ll have you know she’s in tip-top shape, and we’ve upgraded all her systems.”

  Surprised by his vehement reaction, she wasn’t sure what to say. “I, um... I’m sorry, it was a joke. I didn’t mean it.”

  “Here’s another lesson to learn about your captain, Dani,” Malik murmured in her ear. “Don’t dare mess with his bridge or insult the other woman in his life, the Renegade.”