Clark, Rachel - Tee-ani's Pirates [Sequel to Sarah's Pirate] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Rachel Clark

  “What do you mean, I can’t come with you?”

  She hadn’t really been listening as closely to the conversation as she should’ve been, but she caught the part about her staying behind.

  “I am the only person that G’baena would know and trust to get her out of there safely. I have to go.”

  “It’s too dangerous, Tee, and I won’t let you put yourself in that type of danger.”

  “You won’t let me? You?” Okay, so direct confrontation probably wasn’t the way to handle this, but seriously, just because the man had slept with her didn’t give him the right to decide how she could live the rest of her life.

  “Tee.” Trey’s voice stayed quiet, commanding in that authoritative way that he seemed to exude so easily. “You will be recognized. Of all the crew on this ship, you are the one the slavers would want back the most.” Oh hell, there he went again. She was ready to get good and mad, and here he was being perfectly logical. And well, he had a point. The slavers had treated her just a little better than the rest of the slaves simply because she was a doctor and able to treat the injuries they’d inflicted on the other women.

  Tee-ani shuddered when she thought about what could be happening to the women she’d treated on the slave ship. She shook all the way to her boots at the thought of being recaptured by the slavers, but there was a part of her that simply couldn’t step aside and let others do this in her place. She had a chance to help one of the women she’d known and she was sure as hell going to take it.

  “Trey, I can go in disguise. To have any chance of getting out of there alive, you need me.”

  “No,” Ben interrupted. “No, we don’t need you. We will negotiate a price and purchase G’baena, and then we’ll take her home.”

  Okay, she realized that it sounded like a straightforward plan and she hoped it really was that simple, but unfortunately, she knew this particular slave owner and his reputation. There was no way he would easily give up the slave he prized most highly, no matter how much money Ben and Trey offered him.

  “Dammit, Ben, you’re not listening. Keytark owns G’baena because she’s one of a kind. She is the only—the only—G’trobian female sold into slavery. Hell, she’s probably his personal slave.” And didn’t that terrify the shit out of her? Keytark ruled over one of the most brutal species she’d ever met. He commanded with an iron fist and she’d often wondered if she’d done the right thing by saving G’baena that day back on the slave ship. Maybe the young woman would’ve been better off dying than what she had probably lived through since.

  The alarming thought, so foreign to a doctor who valued life highly, stiffened her spine—and her resolve. Turning her back on Ben and Trey, Tee-ani turned her appeal to the ship’s captain.

  “Jordan, I know it’s dangerous, but I have to try. Nobody will believe that Ben and Trey are slavers if they don’t have at least one slave with them. I know what these creatures expect from their slaves. I know how the women are treated. I know how to act.”

  Hell, even without empathic skills, she could feel the anger brewing behind her. Well, they’d have to find a way to deal with it. She would help G’baena and any other slaves she could while she was there and nothing was going to stop her. Nothing—especially a couple of G’trobian princes who thought they had some say in what she did just because they’d given her the best orgasms of her life.

  Jordan frowned, the first actual expression she’d seen on his face since this all began, and for a moment, she thought he may deny her logic. She held her breath as he nodded slowly.

  “Tee-ani has a point. You need to have a slave if you are going to convince anybody that you are interested in buying more.” Tee-ani had the most ridiculous urge to turn and poke her tongue at the two irate males she could feel behind her, but she controlled herself…barely. “But”—and oh, damn, all that triumph burst from her like a popped balloon—“you are the only doctor we have on board and your skills are in great demand.”

  And there it was, a simple, indisputable fact. They needed her on the ship.

  “Tee-ani, can you teach Sarah what she needs to know to pull this off?”

  Tee-ani closed her eyes, embarrassment coloring her cheeks.

  “I probably could.” She glanced at Sarah, smiling at the enthusiasm written on the woman’s face. “But slavers would expect a personal slave to perform…er…personal services for her masters quite often and in public.”

  Sarah’s smile faltered just a little. Tee-ani knew that Sarah loved her husband, and she could see the ideas bouncing through her head even before she opened her mouth to speak.

  “Well, that makes it simple, then. Jordan and I will go to the planet, rescue G’baena, and be back in time for breakfast.” Nobody missed the quiet chuckle from her husband as he pulled her into his embrace.

  “I thought you’d retired from undercover work,” he said

  “Yeah, well I can un-retire for this mission. It’s important.”

  “Okay, it’s settled then. Sarah and I will head to the planet in her courier ship as soon as we get close enough, we’ll—”

  “Sarah,” Tee-ani began quietly, trying to convey her thoughts without actually blurting out personal medical information. “Do you think now might be a good time?”

  Tee-ani was hard-pressed to keep from laughing when Sarah rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically. “You just had to bring that up.”

  “Bring what up?” Jordan’s voice was gruff, concerned, and for a heart-stopping moment, Tee-ani thought he might demand information from her. They may be millions of miles away from Earth, but she still held dear to the principles of doctor-patient confidentiality. Fortunately, he turned to his wife and smiled.

  “Yes?”

  Sarah nodded, an uncharacteristically shy smile spreading across her face before her husband lifted her up and spun around several times. Ben and Trey turned to Tee-ani, a mixture of bewilderment, anger, and confused happiness written on both their faces. Tee-ani just shrugged and turned back to the happy couple.

  Jordan kissed his wife very thoroughly before turning his grin back to Tee-ani, Ben, and Trey. His smile faded and his arms tightened around his wife.

  “We need a new plan.”

  Everyone nodded except for Sarah, who struggled out of his arms and glared at her husband. “No, we don’t. I’m not sick, I’m pregnant, and if you are going to start wrapping me in Pendarian safety foam we are going to have a really, really big problem.”

  “Pregnant?” Two male voices echoed in surprise.

  “Congratulations,” Ben said as he and Trey moved forward to hug Sarah and shake Jordan’s hand. “However, we definitely need a new plan.” Before Sarah could turn on him, Jordan pulled her back into his embrace.

  Tee-ani spoke up. “Sarah, you don’t know these people like I do. If anything goes wrong, you could find yourself trapped and sold into slavery. Do you really want to risk your child’s future? I love you like a sister, and there is no way I want you doing this. Please, please give it more thought.”

  Sarah’s anger drained out of her as they watched. She nodded. Resignation, frustration, and confusion all written very clearly on her face. “Okay, so what now?”

  “Simple,” Tee-ani said. “We go back to our original plan. Ben and Trey pose as slave traders. I go as their personal slave, we get G’baena to safety, and we come back here.”

  Every eye in the room turned on her and they all shared the same irritated expression, but Tee-ani knew she couldn’t back down. None of the other women on board would be emotionally capable of pretending to be a sex slave and, quite frankly, she wouldn’t want any of them even trying it.

  She raised a hand to stop the barrage of words about to escape the men’s mouths.

  “Simple fact. I am the only female on board who will be treated with respect by the slavers if things go wrong. All right, maybe not respect,” she added when she saw Trey’s eyes tighten with anger, “but as a doctor, I will be treated better than the o
ther women. I am the only one who has any chance of escaping if we fail.”

  She thought she saw Sarah and Jordan exchange a quick look before he stepped forward and gave Trey and Ben an aggressive order. “Keep her safe. Bring them both back.”

  Far from feeling triumph, Tee-ani watched as the blood drained from both of her lovers’ faces. They both managed to mumble, “Yes, captain,” but she felt fairly sure it was from habit, rather than an actual agreement with his plan.

  Trey was closest and grabbed her roughly, looking like he was about to explode, but he pulled her against his chest and held her to him. Ben pressed into her from behind, and for a moment, she stood, feeling them both tremble against her. She wiggled so that she could wrap an arm around each of them and then just let them hold her.

  “I’m sorry,” Ben said, his voice hoarse with emotion. “This is our fault. I’m so sorry you got dragged into our mess.”

  Their mess? How the hell had they decided that this was their fault?

  “Ben,” she said as she pulled away so that she could see both their faces, “this is not yours or Trey’s doing. You had no idea that G’baena’s family would treat her the way they have. It’s their mess, not yours.”

  She held up a hand again as Trey tried to speak.

  “Let me get one thing very clear. I had every intention of asking Jordan for help to track down as many of the women who’d been forced into slavery as I could find. G’baena would’ve been the first because I actually know where she is.” She started to pace back and forth as her anger ignited. They were still standing there looking like they were dragging her into this, when in actual fact, they were the reason she was safe here and now. She, like so many of the other human females on this ship, owed them her life and her gratitude.

  “Regardless of her relationship to you or your relationship with me, I would’ve tried to help her. Are we clear on that? I…need to… help her.”

  Ben recovered first. Trey seemed intent on taking the blame for everything, but Ben obviously realized that this was one argument he and Trey were not going to win. He stepped forward and lifted her into his arms, heading for the hallway without a single word. He kissed her fiercely as he walked her down the passageway and into their cabin.

  Trey followed and was there to steady her as Ben put her back on her now-wobbly legs, and they both helped to strip her clothing away. Trey turned her in his arms and kissed her like he wanted to completely inhale her, as if to make her a part of himself.

  Warm hands traveled all over her naked body, inflaming her senses. She whimpered as calloused fingers plucked at her nipples at the same time as a hand pressed into her dripping pussy. They were both so intense, the emotions in the room so heightened, that she felt herself on the verge of orgasm just from their simple touch.

  Ben lifted her into his arms and carefully placed her in the middle of one of the beds in the small cabin. Trey lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms, his tongue tracing the seam of her lips at the same time that Ben moved onto the bed behind her. Warm hands massaged the globes of her ass as Ben arranged her over his taut frame. He held her ass open, exposing the dark puckered hole to Trey’s gaze, a groan escaping him as he pressed a finger against her sensitive flesh.

  “Tee, I need you. I need to bury myself in your tight ass while my brother fucks you hard.” He hesitated a second before continuing. “G’bani, we need to claim you. We won’t break the skin, but, baby, we need to know you’re ours. We need to show you our love and know that you love us in return.”

  The way he said it, the tone of his voice, the anguish she could feel coming from both of them, left her wanting to please them, needing to give them all of her love that’d grown in the last couple of months.

  She looked down at Ben and then over her shoulder at Trey.

  “I love you both. Please make love to me.”

  Their movements were clumsy, awkward, like they needed her more than their next breath. Hands and lips touched her everywhere, her body theirs to command as they once again lifted her to new heights of ecstasy.

  Ben slid lower, captured a nipple in his mouth, flicking the hardened nub with his tongue. Trey dipped his fingers into her wet pussy, gathering the slippery fluid and rubbing it against her anus. She gasped as he pressed a finger into the forbidden hole, stretching and caressing the tight flesh. A second finger pressed into her, the sting quickly overtaken by the intense burst of pleasure that radiated to her clit.

  Ben slid back up her body, his cock thrusting into her dripping pussy, his harsh breathing bathing the skin of her neck. He grabbed her hips, held her still as he drove up into her swollen, slippery flesh again and again. Trey pressed three fingers into her ass, pumping in time with his brother as Tee-ani’s orgasm began to break. She screamed as her muscles clamped down on them both, liquid heat drenching her as she shook in frantic release.

  Trey’s fingers withdrew and he quickly replaced them with the head of his cock. She felt her muscles spasming, trying to deny his entrance, but he pressed forward, his moan echoing her own as he pushed past the tight ring of muscle and slid into her hot passage.

  Both men stopped moving. They held her still, both sucking at her neck, careful not to break the skin as they marked her as theirs. She felt their need, their desperation to hold on to her, so she relaxed and held them both tight inside her body.

  Slowly, Trey started to move. He pulled his cock almost completely out of her ass before thrusting back in. Ben mirrored his movements, thrusting deeper and then retreating as his brother did the opposite. The rhythm quickened, the sharp slapping sounds of flesh against flesh filling the room as their need took hold.

  Both men held her hips, held her still for their possession, pounding into her harder and faster. Her breath caught as she realized how close she was to orgasm a split second before her body erupted in movement. Unable to control her reaction, Tee-ani held on to Ben, burying her face in his shoulder as she tried to stifle her scream.

  Harder and faster, faster and harder, they pounded into her. She shook, barely able to breath, as she felt them both swell and then pulse their seed deep into her body. Both men gasped for breath as Tee-ani fought to stay conscious.

  A gentle hand smoothed the tears from her cheeks as she tried to rein in her own overpowering emotions.

  “Tee?” Ben’s quiet voice made her open her eyes. “Did we hurt you, baby?”

  “No,” she said quietly as she laid her head on his chest and snuggled closer.

  “I don’t want to live without you, Tee. Please reconsider going after G’baena.” She levered herself up slightly so that she could look over her shoulder at Trey. He looked pale, his eyes red rimmed and sad looking.

  She wiggled a little, trying to sit up before she realized they were both still buried deeply in her body. Ben’s arms wrapped around her, holding her tight against him as his cock became harder and he pushed deeper into her pussy. Trey did the same, pressing his thickening cock into and out of her ass several times.

  “We want you safe,” Ben growled as he pumped into her pussy again.

  “You want me safe?” she gasped as pleasure began to spiral through her again. “But, what about you two? Are you willing to leave G’baena to her fate while you stand back and stay safe?”

  “It’s not the same.” Trey growled his protest as he lost control and pounded into her ass over and over. Ben held her cradled against his chest as his brother fucked her. Liquid fire coursed through her as Trey thrust into her again and again. Trey’s breathing sounded labored, his groans guttural, animalistic, and then she felt his cock jump as he released his seed inside her. He fell forward, his weight pinning her against Ben as he opened his mouth and grazed his teeth where her neck met her shoulder. She thought he was going to bite her again, permanently mark her as his—and in that moment, she would’ve let him. She sensed his need, his fear for her, and suddenly belonging to him and Ben felt right. They loved her, they’d protect her, and she loved an
d would protect them in return.

  But he closed his mouth and pulled free of her ass as he rolled onto the bed.

  “Ben.” Just a single word, but the emotion behind it was devastating. Almost immediately, Ben began moving into her, his hand pushing between them, seeking her clit as he drove her into a frenzy. Her entire body caught fire as he relentlessly pushed her up and over the edge of orgasm, pounding into her as he pulled her down onto him.

  She had but a moment to realize that Trey had left the room before her world fractured and her orgasm claimed her, her muscles popping and jumping as Ben shot his cum deep inside her. She fell forward, exhausted, but tried to lift herself away so that she could find Trey.

  Ben held her still, his rough fingers soothing against her spine. She tried again, but he held her tighter and spoke into her ear, his voice deep and tightly controlled.

  “Give him a moment.” He continued to soothe her with his hands and gentle kisses, holding her safe, making her feel loved and cherished. “Sleep, Tee. It’ll all work out, I promise. He just needs some time.”

  Tee-ani nodded her head against his chest, trying to fight the lethargy stealing through her, but to no avail.

  Chapter Seven

  She found him in the gym. Trey looked exhausted and if Tee-ani had to guess, she’d say he’d been working out the entire three hours he’d been gone. She’d fallen asleep in Ben’s arms, but had woken feeling edgy and anxious. Ben had taken one look at her face, kissed her forehead, and whispered the words she needed to hear, “Go to him. He needs you.”

  She’d been so anxious to get to Trey, she’d almost left the room completely naked. Ben’s sexy smile and quiet words had reminded her that dressing would be a good idea and then he’d suggested she begin her search in the cargo bay currently set up as a workout and training area.

  Uncertain of her welcome, Tee-ani stepped into the cavernous room and glanced around the area. Thankfully, they were alone.

  “Trey?” Hell, was that really her voice? So soft and weak and unsure. She tried again, but before she could force the words past her rapidly tightening throat, he looked up. God, the anguish written on his face had her running straight into his arms. He pulled her close, pressed her face against his sweaty chest, and rocked her back and forth.