by Kris Norris
Colby growled. He didn’t need to be told twice. He wrapped his fingers around her hair, anchoring her head as he slanted his mouth over hers, finally tasting the pure essence of her. She met his attack head-on, tangling her tongue with his as he traced the velvety contours of her mouth, stroking every inch until his lungs burned, and he eased back, gasping in a much-needed breath.
Abby responded in kind, moaning when Darcy’s lips descended along her neck and across her shoulder. Colby watched the man nip at the lean muscle above her collarbone, waiting for the sudden rush of jealousy he was sure would follow, only to feel an overwhelming sense of relief. Darcy and Barrett had his back. They’d be there to protect her, love her, die for her if anything happened to him. And that simple knowledge eased the tight feeling in his chest. It wasn’t a competition. A game to earn her love more than the others. It went far deeper than he’d ever considered. He could only hope the other men felt the same.
Darcy dropped an open-mouthed kiss behind her ear, humming his apparent pleasure. “You’re so damn hot, darling, I’m surprised we haven’t set off the smoke detectors in here.” He tugged at her shirt. “I’m afraid this is in the way.”
Colby smiled and stepped back, allowing Barrett to move closer. The man gave Abby a warm smile as he removed her weapons, placing them on the counter before raising his hands to the open vee in her shirt. Barrett didn’t talk, just took the first button between his fingers before slowly slipping it free. Abby’s breath hitched, the audible gasp making Colby’s cock jerk against his pants. Her gaze darted to his, her eyelids fluttering shut as Barrett released more buttons, gently opening the front of her shirt. White cotton gleamed in the wavering candlelight, the fabric bright against the pale hue of her skin.
Barrett leaned forward, kissing the patch of skin between her breasts. He murmured appreciatively, taking a small step back. “God, your skin is so soft.” He reached for her shoulders. “Darcy was right. This is in the way.”
She snagged her bottom lip with her teeth as she allowed the men to move her, the whispered rustle of fabric as her clothes hit the floor drowned out by the incessant thrashing of Colby’s heart in his chest. She was stunning. From the round curves of her breasts down to the sleek flare of her hips. She placed her arms tight against her sides when the last piece of underwear littered the floor, her body gloriously naked before them.
Abby drew a shaky breath, glancing at all three of them. “Is there a reason I’m the only one who’s naked?”
Darcy laughed. “We’re simply enjoying the view. You’re so fucking beautiful.” His gaze dropped to her hip, the smile fading slightly. He brushed his fingers along the fading purple welt. “Is this still sore?”
She shook her head, her breath catching when the man trailed her fingers along the discolored skin before brushing them up to her waist. She smiled at the sensual caress, but Colby could see the apprehension in the fine lines around her eyes.
He moved forward, forming a lop-sided triangle around her with the other two men. “We won’t do anything that you don’t want to do. We’d never hurt you like that.”
She nodded, but he didn’t miss the forced swallow. “I know you wouldn’t hurt me, it’s just…”
Colby lifted her chin when she glanced down at the floor, seemingly intent on the piece of tile beneath her foot.
He caught her gaze. “Just what?”
Her lips pursed into a firm line. “I don’t want to disappoint you. What if the fantasy you’ve worked up in your mind is better than…well, me?”
Colby chuckled, the deep sound echoed by Darcy and Barrett. Colby inched closer, placing one of her hands on his crotch. His dick pulsed in her fingers as she gently squeezed it through the fabric. Her eyes widened, and she gasped when Darcy copied his approach, pressing her other hand tight to the bulge between his legs. She glanced at the two men, her gaze finally falling to Barrett. The man simply shook his head and dropped his pants, his cock tenting his boxers. Her breath left her on a groan as she stared at his groin before raising her focus to their faces.
Colby sighed. “Do any of us seem disappointed? Sweetheart, if you were any hotter, we all would have come in our damn briefs by now. So stop worrying and let us love you.”
Abby fought back tears, his simple choice of words dispelling any residual doubts. Though fear still prickled at the edge of her awareness, she did her best to ignore it. It’d taken a year of living in a nightmare and three handsome soldiers to make her realize that love was what made them all human. Sure, she could exist. Fight her way through a horde of undead. But without love, none of it mattered.
She gave them an easy smile as they led her over to the mattresses before quickly undressing, revealing thick, banded muscles and long, hard shafts. She tried not to gawk as she surveyed their bodies, suddenly aware of how unprepared she really was. While she’d had a few lovers in her twenty-nine years, none of them compared to the three men standing before her, and just knowing what they’d eventually need from her spiked a rash of goose bumps along her skin.
Colby tsked at her as he closed the scant distance, gently turning her around and pressing her back into his chest. His cock nudged the cleft of her ass, sending a shiver racing through her.
He drew her hair over to one side as his lips descended onto her collarbone. “Doesn’t that brain of yours ever rest? This isn’t complicated, sweetheart. It’s just the four of us. Together. If you don’t enjoy something, we shift gears to something else.”
His mouth moved along her skin, the heat from his touch turning the shivers into waves of fire. A fluttering feeling ignited low in her belly as moisture collected along her slit. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the simple caress when two more hands palmed her waist. She inhaled, forcing her eyelids open as she met Barrett and Darcy’s heavy-lidded eyes. Colby straightened behind her, urging her to rest more of her weight against him as his hands slowly moved up her ribcage. Every inch he covered made her breath hitch slightly more until she found herself holding it, poised on the edge of anticipation as he spanned his fingers beneath the curve of her breasts.
He exhaled, the soft whisper of air feathering across her earlobe as his thumbs drew small circles on her skin. “So pretty.” His hands glided upward, cupping each breast. “Tell me, have you ever wondered what it’d be like to have two men taste you at the same time?”
On cue, the other men lowered their heads, each blowing a heated breath across one distended nub. She tensed, waiting for the feel of their mouths against her nipples only to gasp when warm, wet flesh flicked across her skin. Her head fell back against Colby’s shoulder, the overwhelming surge of pure arousal stealing her strength. Colby chuckled, allowing Darcy and Barrett to replace his hands with theirs as he snaked his arms around her waist and slowly lowered her onto the mattress.
He kept her in front of him, positioning her ass between his splayed knees as she relaxed into his chest. Once she allowed some of the tension to ease from her body, he slid his hands down to her thighs, firmly spreading them apart. Cool air licked across her moist slit, fluttering her clit.
Barrett groaned, running a solitary finger along the edge of her pussy. “Fuck. Abby. You’re practically dripping juice down your thighs.” He leaned in, drawing in a deep breath. “God, you smell delicious.” He looked at Colby just over her right shoulder. “Give me a hand, mate, and hold her open for me.”
Colby smiled against her skin, giving her shoulder a light nip before trailing his fingers up her inner thighs until he reached her mound. He traced his thumbs along the edge of her pussy then slipped them inside, easing her lips apart. A shiver raced along her spine a moment before she met Barrett’s heated gaze. He gave her a sexy smile then lowered his head, swiping his tongue through her drenched folds.
“God. Barrett.” His name passed her lips on a breath of air, making it sound more like a benediction than a moan.
He pulled back slightly, outlining his path with his finger before licking her again
, this time ending with a flick across her clit. Fire swept through her veins, and she pushed her head into Colby’s shoulder in an effort to stay grounded. One touch and she was ready to unravel.
Barrett hummed against her flesh, sending tiny vibrations of arousal ricocheting along her nerves. “Damn, you taste so sweet. I could do this for hours.”
She moaned as he sucked on her nub. “At this pace, you’ve got about a minute.”
Darcy moved in beside her, giving her a dazzling smile. “Then I guess this will cut that time in half.”
He lowered his head, nipping at her nipple before drawing it inside his mouth. Wet heat engulfed her breast, and she slid one hand through his hair, holding his head tight to her chest. He chuckled against her skin, adding another layer of sensation. He moved to the other side, inflicting the same, agonizing pressure, threatening to unravel her with every press of his tongue. Colored dots exploded across her vision as she squeezed her eyes shut, fighting the pulsing desire flooding her system.
Colby licked her earlobe. “Damn, Abby. Do you know how fucking hot you look with Barrett between your legs and Darcy teasing your breast? God, I might just come before you do.”
She moaned his name, her body strung so tight she wanted to scream. The inklings of cramps built along her the sides of her stomach, as her thighs began trembling. Barrett teased her opening with a hint of penetration, his tongue conspicuously avoiding her clit. She moved her other hand and threaded her fingers through his hair, tugging on the strands when he eased back slightly.
“Damn, Barrett, I’m too close. Don’t make me beg.”
He glanced up at her, his devious smile far too sexy for his own good. “But isn’t waiting half the fun, love?”
“I’ve been waiting for over a year. I think that’s long enough.”
His smile softened. “Fine. But next time…”
She nodded, knowing she’d agree to anything if he’d just make her come. “Next time—as long as you want.”
“I’ll hold you to that.”
Colby’s breath breezed across her neck. “As will I because it’ll be my tongue on your cleft later.”
His words pushed her higher, the constant torturing of Darcy’s tongue and lips on her breasts teetering her on the edge. She clenched her jaw, straining toward completion when Barrett thrust two fingers inside her.
Abby yelled her affirmation, praying she wasn’t pulling out Darcy and Barrett’s hair, but too lost in the heat to stop her fingers from clenching around the short strands as the muscles in her thighs and abs tensed. She drew in a quick breath, holding it when Colby moved one of his hands to stroke her clit in time with Barrett’s tongue.
She broke, arching her back against Colby’s chest as fire rolled outward from her core in an ever-increasing wave of pleasure. Her voice seemed to bounce off the walls, echoing through the room. Barrett’s moan of approval joined the reverberation as his fingers plunged deep again, sending another tremor rippling through her. Abby pressed her shoulders against Colby’s, trembling through the last few shivers before collapsing back, her body completely spent. Strong hands stroked her skin, lulling her into a numbing haze, and she wasn’t sure she had the strength to smile, let alone make love.
Colby kissed the side of her neck, his lips soft against her flesh. “That was incredible. Now how about we do it again?”
Chapter Six
Abby smiled at Colby’s declaration, moving with him as he raised them onto their knees, his hands once again wrapped around her waist. She rested against his chest as Darcy positioned himself on his back in front of her, his cock standing stiffly out from his groin, the head shiny with the proof of his desire. He held his arms out to her, and she shuffled onto his lap, bending down to claim his lips with hers. He tasted like coffee and heat, and she curled her hands around his neck to deepen the kiss.
Darcy moaned against her mouth, fisting a handful of hair as he took control, dominating the situation. His tongue delved hard inside, and she had a vision of him claiming her sex with the same punishing strokes. A wave of fresh cream eased along her slit, heating the already inflamed flesh.
Colby groaned behind her, giving her ass a light smack. “Fuck, sweetheart, you’re still soaking wet, despite the fact Barrett tried to eat you dry. Guess we should put all that juice to good use.”
Darcy released her mouth as he slid his hands along her sides, allowing them to cup her hips. He pulled at them, lifting her groin until his cock nudged her entrance, the slight pressure making her shiver. It seemed as if a lifetime had passed since she’d felt a man claim her, and she knew, once they were done, she’d never be the same. Never be able to distance herself from them again. The thought should have scared her, but she felt a sense of relief instead. After months of merely surviving, she was finally living.
Colby traced his fingers up her spine, stopping with a light squeeze to her neck. “We don’t have any condoms. If you happen to have some and wanted—”
She cut him off with a shake of her head. “I don’t, but even if I did…” She sighed, trying to think of a way to voice her feelings. “I don’t want anything between us. You were right. We don’t know how long we have left, and I want to spend what’s left of it with all of you. So I’m thinking pregnancy is the least of our worries, at least for now.”
Colby grinned, leaning forward to drop a kiss on her lips. “You are full of surprises.” He glanced at her butt as it hovered above Darcy’s cock. “Tell us. Have you ever had a lover claim that lovely ass of yours?”
She snagged her lip, looking at each man before shaking her head. She’d always figured she’d have plenty of time to experiment and hadn’t rushed into the more adventurous aspects of sex.
Colby nodded, caressing her buttocks with slow, sensuous circles. “Are you opposed the notion?”
“No, I just…” She snorted. “Let’s just say the limited men I’ve been with seemed to be. All they ever wanted was the standard fair, so to speak.”
“Good to know. Let’s see if you enjoy the sensation. We’ll start off small and go from there. Barrett, why don’t you give our little vixen something else to concentrate on while I ease her way.”
Abby turned her head toward Barrett, nearly drooling when he pushed to his feet, his cock leading the way as he moved over to her, stopping with it bobbing beside her head. She glanced up at him, giving him a raise of her eyebrow before placing one hand on Darcy’s shoulder to steady herself as the other wrapped around Barrett’s shaft. The man’s jaw twitched with what she guessed was forced patience as she slowly pumped her closed fist down his length, pausing at the base before retracing her steps and drawing a drop of pearly fluid from the tip.
Barrett gazed at her, his mouth pursed, his eyes narrowed. “Like you, it’s been well over a year for us. I’m too wired to have you tease me.”
She gave him a knowing smile. “Next time?”
He chuckled. “Right. Only it’ll be me claiming that lovely ass next time.”
His words heated her further, and she responded by drawing the flat of her tongue across the head, licking at the fluid beading on the tip. Barrett groaned and dropped his hands to her hair, twirling several strands around his fingers as he pulled it back from her face. She looked up at him, ensuring he was watching as she stretched her lips around the tip and gradually took him to the back of her throat.
“Fuck. Abby. You’re going to have me coming inside a minute if you keep that up.”
She dipped down again, stopping with him lodged deep as she swallowed, increasing the pressure before easing him out again.
Barrett cursed this time, tightening his hold on her hair. “You’re wicked. And I’ll remember that the next time your clit is begging to be sucked.”
She shrugged, feigning indifference when Darcy tsked. She shifted her gaze, meeting his amused expression.
He shook his head, thrusting slightly upward as if reminding her he was perched at her entrance. “That’s a lot of sass for som
eone outnumbered three to one, darling, especially with my cock ready to claim you.”
She moved to release Barrett when Darcy thrust his hips, sinking half his length inside her. She groaned around Barrett’s cock, willing her inner muscles to relax as Darcy pushed deeper, hilting himself inside her. Abby closed her eyes, too overwhelmed with sensations to watch the expressions flicker across the men. They looked like a mixture of pleasure and pain, and she knew the same emotions were reflected on her face.
She dug her fingers into Darcy’s muscles and tried to concentrate on pleasuring Barrett, using the steady motion of his shaft in and out of her mouth to prevent her from climaxing on the spot as Darcy set up a slow rhythm, filling her then leaving her wanting. Every nerve in her body sparked to life, the dual sensation of the men’s movements driving her quickly toward a peak. She’d managed to fight off the first wave when Colby’s hands returned to her ass.
The firm press of his fingers drew her attention, and she spared him a quick shift of her eyes. He shook his head, groaning when her body shimmied as Darcy gave her a hard thrust.
His gaze swept along her body before a sexy smile curled his mouth. “Fuck. You’re amazing. Your mouth full of Barrett as Darcy slams into you. It’s better than I ever imagined.” He held up his hand, shaking the tube clamped in his fingers. “You might not have had any condoms, but you had more than a few tubes of medical lubricant.” He unscrewed the top, squeezing some onto his fingers. “Try to relax, and if you don’t enjoy it, just let me know.”
She couldn’t do more than nod as Barrett increased his pace. She rubbed her tongue along the bottom ridge of his cock as he pulled out, stopping with just the tip inside her mouth before pushing back in. His breathing increased, and she knew he was getting close.
Colby leaned over her, dropping kisses along her spine, whispering erotic words as he made his way down her tailbone, placing an open-mouthed kiss on the cleft of her ass. She moaned again, stilling when one gel-covered finger circled her puckered hole before probing at the opening.
