by Hayes, Susan
“Good,” Trevar said and gave her a slow smile as his eyes raked over her half-dressed body. She could feel his gaze like a physical caress, and goose bumps chased up her arms as her body responded to the fire flickering in his slate-gray eyes. She glanced over at Deke and found him looking at her with an expression as hungry as his partner’s. She’d offered herself to both of them, and by the stars, it looked like she was going to get them. Soon.
They seemed bigger today, filling the room with both their physical presence and the power of their personalities. Trevar’s hair was as dark and wavy as she remembered it, but there were a few flecks of silver at his temples that she hadn’t noticed the night before. He was slightly taller than Deke, with a powerful frame packed with muscle.
Deacon was at least six-foot seven, and his uniform fit every inch of him to perfection. He was immaculate, from his polished boots to his perfectly brushed hair, and Sonja yearned to rumple his shirt and run her hands through his hair until it was standing on end.
“Like what you see?” Trevar’s question came out as a roughened growl as he took a step toward her, then another. She felt like rabbit being hunted by a pair of eagles, if the eagles were really, really big.
“If I say yes, what happens next?”
Deke actually chuckled at that. “What would you like to happen, sweetheart?”
“Um….” She lifted her hands, palms up, as she struggled to find the right words.
“Funny, you didn’t have any problem showing us what you wanted last night. Ah, that’s the problem, isn’t it, we’re talking too much.” Trevar walked up to her and set his hand down on the counter to her right, while Deke mirrored his actions on her left.
She was caught.
Trevar was right. Talking wasn’t working for her, action would be easier. She had to stretch her arms to reach them, but she managed to place a hand on each of their shoulders, drawing them in closer. They came willingly, pressing up against her so there was no more space between them.
Trevar moved first, dropping his head to slant his mouth across hers. The moment their lips met, she forgot why she’d been nervous. There was no need to be. He kissed her slowly, sampling her lips and then moving deeper. His teeth nipped at her lower lip, sending a sizzling flash of heat coursing through her. This was what she needed, what she’d always craved and never been allowed to have. Here was someone who wanted her for something besides the mark on her face or her family’s wealth. No, she corrected herself with what was left of her mind. Here were two someones, and they both wanted her.
Trevar knew he was in deep trouble the second his mouth touched hers. Kissing Sonja was like standing inside a plasma bomb’s blast zone at the moment of ignition. She seared his skin with every touch, sending Trevar’s blood boiling and his dick aching with the need to be inside her. She was beautiful, sexy, and breathtakingly naïve. Part of him wanted nothing more than to send her home again, to live out a safe, protected life of luxury. Instead, he was charging her a small fortune to deliver her to an uncertain future, and he was going to do it while showing her everything he knew about pleasure. The thought gave him a moment’s twinge, but he ignored it. He’d deal with the fallout later, after they’d gotten safely to X2.
She rubbed herself against him, enticing him and inflaming him at the same time. There was no artifice to her actions, no games being played. He delved into the sweet heat of her mouth and felt her shudder in response, loving the honesty of her reactions. She was so different from the hardened women he usually spent time with. Sonja was still touched by innocence. He could sense her emotions, need blending with nervousness and hint of uncertainty, and it was almost enough to break him. Almost, but not quite. She was far too good for a bastard like him, but that knowledge wouldn’t stop him. He was going to have her anyway.
He lifted the hand that had been set down on the counter and speared his fingers into her hair, the cool, soft weight of it tumbling through his fingers. She’d selected some fragrance he couldn’t remember the name of for her cleanser, a subtle, fruity scent that freshened the recycled air around her like a sea breeze on a hot summer day.
Fuck, he had it bad if he was waxing poetic about her damned shampoo.
It was the weight of Deke’s hand on his shoulder that reminded Trevar that he wasn’t alone with Sonja. It was an act of pure will to lift his head and release her. Her eyes ice-blue eyes were clouded with desire, and her lips were swollen from their kisses. He liked seeing even those faint marks of possession on her. He reminded himself this was only temporary. A pleasant distraction, nothing more. Once they got to X2, she’d only be a memory. He planned on making it a damned good one.
For the first time since puberty, Deke was having trouble controlling his emotions and no fucking luck at all controlling his body. He’d been impatiently waiting for her to wake up for the past few hours, and none of his usual calming techniques had done more than take the edge off his need to see her again. He hadn’t done more than kiss her yet, and she was already wreaking havoc in his world. This didn’t bode well for the day they parted ways, but right now he didn’t care. All that mattered was getting her back in his arms.
She greeted him with a dazed smile and rose up on her toes to kiss him, her hand moving from his shoulder to the nape of his neck as he wrapped both arms around her and tugged her in hard against his body. Damn, she felt good in his arms, warm, and soft, and eager. She wriggled closer, brushing against the hard ridge of his cock and he groaned into her mouth at the pleasure of that brief contact. He couldn’t wait to feel her hands on him, or her mouth, or how good it would feel to drive deep into her hot pussy.
Deke slid his tongue into her mouth and she moaned, the vibration coursing through him and leaving nothing but raw need in its wake. She opened to him completely, her tongue twining with his as she molded herself to him. He unwound one arm from her waist to run his hand down her side until his hand found bare skin. The silken warmth of her thigh inflamed him.
More. He needed more.
Her sweater rode up as he pushed it aside with his fingers, baring her to his touch as his tongue plumbed the depths of her mouth. His hand moved ever higher, and his heart nearly stopped when he reached the curve of her hip without reaching any other barriers. Fuck, she wasn’t wearing anything but Trevar’s sweater and a pair of socks. That knowledge pushed him past his breaking point, shattering the last of his control.
He tore his mouth from hers as he moved his hand higher, until his palm covered the mound of pussy and his fingers were pressing into the slick folds of her sex. She moaned and ground her hips against his touch, driving his fingers deeper. She was already wet for him, her honey coating his hand and making her flesh slick. “Fucking hell, I wasn’t going to rush you…I planned this…”
“Plans change, learn to be flexible,” Trevar muttered and Sonja started to laugh.
“If I’m going to be having sex with both of you, then I imagine I’m the one who is going to need to be flexible,” she said and then moaned again when he started circling the tip of his finger around her swollen clit.
Trevar moved back into her line of sight, a feral smile on his handsome face. “There’s no if. We passed that point the moment you showed up without pants on, kitten.”
“They didn’t fit!” Sonja protested, but the truth was that she’d made her choice deliberately. In the safety of Deke’s cramped quarters, it had seemed like a daring statement. After all, she’d already told them she wanted them both, so what was there to lose? Of course, once she was out in the hall most of her bravado had vanished. She’d nearly bolted back inside and added more clothing, even if none of it came close to fitting her.
“And I’m very happy they didn’t. I promise we’ll find you some clothes at our next stop, but until then, I’m thinking you need to be wearing a lot less.” As Deke spoke, his fingers were still stroking her slick folds, and her concentration wavered as her desire grew with every passing second.
“I’
m with Deke. As sexy as you look in my top, I think it should come off,” Trevar said and moved in closer, lifting the sweater up her body and tugging it when it got caught between her back and the counter behind her. Sonja closed her eyes and raised her arms as he whisked her only piece of clothing over her head. There was a moment of silence, but before she could open her eyes both men groaned and she found herself being lifted into the air. They set her down on the counter, the cool, smooth surface a startling contrast to her overheated skin.
“You are a miracle made flesh. That’s what you are,” Deke whispered, his voice hoarse. She opened her eyes to see him standing in front of her, his eyes burning with lust and his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.
“She is at that,” Trevar agreed and Sonja turned her head to find him moving behind her. He stripped off his shirt and dropped it to the floor. He stepped up to the edge of the counter and wrapped his arms around her, drawing her back until she was resting against his bare chest. “I’ve been thinking about seeing you naked since that kiss last night, kitten. I have to say, you do not disappoint.”
“I…” Deke swallowed sharply and spoke again. “I had planned to give you more time than this. Hell, I planned on at least letting you eat before we—”
She cut him off with a shake of her head. “I’m not hungry, and I really don’t want to eat right now. This is what I want. This is the first day of my freedom, and I want to celebrate.”
“You’re sure?” he asked and she nodded.
“You are even sexier when you’re being sweet, you know that?” Trevar whispered in her ear, nuzzling her hair as he cupped her breasts and began teasing her nipples with his thumbs. The truth was, she wasn’t trying to be sweet. She simply didn’t want to wait. She’d had sex before, when she was younger and her life had not been so carefully guarded, but it had only been with one man at a time. Being with two men at once was something new to her, and the longer she waited, the more nervous was getting.
Deke stepped in close and laid a hand on each knee, parting her thighs slowly so that she was completely open to him.
“We’re going to make you feel so good, you’re never going to want to leave the Arca,” he vowed, bending down between her legs.
As his mouth closed on her pussy and Trevar’s hands began to knead her breasts, Sonja had a powerful premonition that Deke was right.
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CHAPTER SIX
Trevar felt the sting as Sonja’s nails bit into his forearm the moment Deke’s mouth made contact, her breath coming out in an explosive gasp of raw pleasure. She threw back her head and uttered throaty moan that had his dick straining against the confines of his pants. Her nipples tightened, becoming taut nubs that he teased and pinched. He wanted to hear that moan again. Fuck, who was he kidding? He wanted to hear every sound she could make in the throes of passion. He wanted it all, her gasps, moans, and whimpers, but more than anything he wanted to hear her cry his name as she came. There was nothing sexier than listening to a woman give voice to her pleasure.
Emotions flowed into him, powerful emanations of desire coming from both Sonja and Deke. He’d forgotten what this was like, the need of the others acting like an amplifier to his own desires. He’d learned how to block out other people’s emotions, but to do it he had to be calm and focused, and right now he was anything but calm. “That’s right, kitten. I want to hear how good it is. Is he going to make you come?”
“Oh, stars. Yes! Please, don’t stop. I …I need…” She moaned again and Trevar leaned down to kiss her, capturing the last shuddering notes against his mouth. She was trembling now, her hands gripped tight to his arms as she tried to arch her hips into Deke’s mouth. Whatever else she was feeling, he lost it in the storm of sexual desire brewing between the three of them.
Sonja was riding the jagged edge of her control, and any second she knew even that would be gone. Deke’s mouth and tongue worked her relentlessly, licking and sucking on her swollen folds until she was too far gone to do more than moan and beg him not to stop. He lashed the tip of his tongue over her clit again and again, but just when she was on the verge of coming, he eased back, slowing his pace so that she was left trembling on the edge.
“He’s teasing you, isn’t he?” Trevar asked and then kissed her before she could answer, his tongue stroking along hers. When she nodded, he chuckled, the dark rumble of his laughter thrumming through her body and adding more fuel to the fires already blazing in her core. Without lifting his mouth from hers, Trevar moved a hand from her breast and slid it down her stomach until his fingertips were barely brushing the top of her pussy. When she bucked her hips again, Trevar slipped his fingers into her folds and then spread them wide, giving Deke better access.
Cool air and hot breath washed over her most intimate flesh, and then Deke drew her swollen clitoris into his mouth, closing his teeth around her just enough to send a jolt of intense pleasure through her. Trevar’s mouth left hers and she tried to follow him, craving more. He tweaked her nipple, and this time the pleasure was mixed the faintest bite of pain.
“Yes. Please. Do that again,” she found herself pleading, giving voice to dark desires she’d never dared to admit to. The lovers of her youth had been as green as she was, eager but uncertain. Only in her fantasies had any man ever touched her the way these two did.
“That’s right. We want to know what you like, Sonja. Tell us what you want.” Trevar said, his voice thick with lust.
“I need to come, I need… stars…I like it when you’re rougher with me.” She finally managed to make her confession, but her cheeks were heated and she closed her eyes, unsure how they’d react.
Deke growled deep in his throat, sucking hard on her clit as he slid a finger into her opening and fucked her with it. At the same time, Trevar began kissing along the side of her neck, nipping at her skin as he went. “That’s exactly what we wanted to hear, kitten.”
Soon it all became too much for her, mouths and hands and tongues driving her up the scales of pleasure until she finally shattered, arching off the table as an orgasm more intense than anything she’d ever experienced wracked her body and sent her mind reeling.
Feeling her orgasm, the way her pussy clenched around his fingers and the flood of honey that flowed over his tongue, was a moment Deke knew he’d never forget. Sonja had given herself over to him completely, in a way no other woman had ever done. Even knowing what had been done to him, she wanted him. Fuck, she’d begged him to touch her. He raised his head and saw her spread out between them, eyes closed and her dark lashes fanned across flushed cheeks. Her fingers were still curled onto Trevar’s arm, and he was surprised to note the crimson drops of blood welling up from the other man’s skin.
Trevar saw the direction of his gaze and shrugged, grinning. “Our kitten has claws.” Deke wiped his hand across his mouth and chin, aware that his smile was as big as Trevar’s. Ours. The word resonated deep inside him.
Sonja stirred, opening her eyes to gift him with a sensual smile that had his cock hardening to the point of pain. “Wow. Please tell me that we’re going to be doing a lot of this between now and the time we get to X2.”
“Sweetheart, I’m not planning on doing anything else except eat, sleep and making you come as many times as we can. But for that, I think we can do better than the galley countertop.”
“Agreed,” Trevar said, leaning over to gather up her legs and lift her off the counter. “Is your surprise ready?”
“You know it is,” Deke felt a pang of displeasure as Sonja settled into Trevar’s arms, her head curled beneath the other man’s chin. He would have liked to carry her himself.
“What’s my surprise?” Sonja asked, her eyes glittering with curiosity now.
“Deke worked a little magic while you were sleeping. C’mon, let’s show how her what you came up with.”
Sonja was still trying to unscramble her brain as Trevar carried her out of the lounge, down the hall. They passed several doors, including
Deke’s quarters, and then came to a stop near the end of the corridor.
“Ship, run program Sonja’s Room One”, Deke instructed as he tapped on the keypad beside the door. Several lights flashed green and the door in front of her slid open. Deke stepped in first, then Trevar carried her across the threshold and into paradise.
The sky overhead was the deep plum of twilight, with a scattering of stars already visible. The air was tropical, warm and heady with the fragrance of flowers, the breeze strong enough to cut through the heat and stop it from being stifling. Everything around them was crafted from elaborately carved wood, and it took a moment for her to realize that they were in a tree house, and all that she was seeing was actually part of the tree. Paper lanterns were the only source of light, and a most of the space was taken up by a massive bed piled high with cushions and draped in rich blankets the same color as the sky.
“I thought you might like to sleep here while you’re on board,” Deke said, and she tore her gaze away from her surroundings to stare at him in wonder.
“It’s beautiful. You programmed all this? In a few hours? How?”
“You can ask him all about the technical stuff later, kitten. Right now, I have plans for this very pretty bed he created for us. You will note, it’s more than big enough for three.”
Trevar carried her to the bed and set her down before stripping out of his clothes and kicking them aside. Deke was shedding his uniform at the same time, and Sonja had trouble knowing where to look first. Both men had powerful, well-muscled frames, but while they were only an inch apart in height, Trevar was broader, especially across the chest and shoulders. He had only a light dusting of dark hair across his chest, along with several more small scars that crisscrossed his upper body.
As her gaze dropped lower, she had to bite her lip to keep from moaning in arousal. Holy galactic sonic booms, her men were not lacking in the endowment department either. She looked from Trevar to Deke, admiring his long limbs and the etched planes of his stomach. She toed off her socks and then moved to the center of the bed, enjoying the way the fabric caressed her skin as she laid back and opened her arms wide.
