Davies, Corinne - Steam-Driven Seduction [Steampunked Lust 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (15 page)

“Nothing will happen to her.” Miguel cupped Julien’s jaw and looked straight into his beautiful eyes. “You did what you needed to do to prove to her that you trust her. I’m going to stow away on that damn ship.”

Julien’s mouth came down hard on his with a passion that conveyed all the terror and love between them. Miguel knew this because it was exactly how he was feeling. His cock hardened and pressed against his pants, pushing against Julien’s erection. They clung to each other, whispering words of love and promises.

“Watch out for Walter Miller,” Julien said. “He’s good. Grizz caught him sneaking around up here. I’ve no doubt that Kassandra would have an excellent and talented crew, but there was something about him that seemed wrong. I don’t trust him.”

“No one will get near her without me knowing exactly who they are.” Miguel pressed another kiss against Julien’s swollen lips. “And another thing, if either of those twins lays a hand on her, I’ll shoot them.”

Chapter Eight

Three hours after leaving
Atlantis
, Kass felt more alone than she had in the two years she’d been on the run. The
Aphrodite
docked with
Atlantis
an hour after Julien told her he was letting her go. Thankfully Raz and Gabe hadn’t dropped any of her crew off yet, so they were all still onboard when they returned. It took another hour for her to inspect it and get her ready for another flight so quickly.

Julien had wanted to raise
Atlantis
and make it easier, but she thought that ridiculous. Docking was the hard part. Leaving was as simple as releasing the clamps and slowly rising to the surface. From there it was no different than lifting off from the ground. Water displacement meant the engines had to work a bit harder, but she’d learned a bounce technique long ago that helped save strain on the engines.

It took some getting used to, as the twins found out. Kass discovered that both men were very intelligent, witty, and strong but Raz didn’t have a stomach for flying. He’d turned as green as a lagoon by the time she’d gotten them up into the air and coasting on the currents.

“Kass, I beg you. Never ever do that again.” Raz sat sprawled out on a bench with his head resting back against the wall. He’d returned to his normal coloring but still laid a protective hand over his stomach.

“I’m surprised a big guy like you doesn’t have a better constitution like your brother.” Kass grinned as she nodded over at Gabe before looking back down at the air charts, planning their flight.

“He’s afraid of snakes,” Raz was quick to reply, making Kass laugh. The two of them had seemed so intimidating when she’d first met them. She liked seeing this more natural side. She’d been pissed when they’d insisted on staying on board. If Julien had ordered them to, she’d have taken offense on principle, but she knew they hadn’t had a chance to speak to him. They asked her permission to stay aboard first, which she appreciated.

Kass moved along the table making marks on the large map resting there. She marked the path of least resistance but also the quickest route there. She wanted to get in and out fast and back to
Atlantis
.

“Um, Kass. What does this light mean?” Gabe pointed at the small flickering red light next to the control panel.

Kass clenched her teeth. Someone was going to get their ass kicked. “Gentlemen, I’ve marked out the path we’ll follow for the next five hours. Please keep us on track and watch for lights here and here.” She pointed at two lower ones on the panel. “If they light up that means that the area has been taken over by the New World militia and we’re about to have our asses shot out of the sky.”

“Do you need help with that other light?” Raz asked.

“No, that’s something I can take care of myself.” She secured the maps and markers. “The button on the side of my chair will alert the galley if you’re hungry. You can ring for tea when you’re ready.”

“That button is broken, Kass”—Gabe gave her a curious look—“didn’t your crew tell you?”

Kass couldn’t help but smile. It looked like her crew wasn’t as helpful as they tried to act. “I imagine now that I’m back on board, it’s working fine.”

Leaving the men to grumble about trips down to the galley for nothing, Kass headed to her private quarters. The particular light that Raz had pointed out came on when her door was tampered with. A quick glance at the locking mechanism showed that nothing was amiss. Whoever was in there was able to circumvent the lock without any damage. She pressed the small button on the top of her doorway as she entered. That would turn the warning light off on the bridge.

The door closed behind her and she eased her weapon from the holster on her leg. She pulled back the tension wire on the small crossbow and inserted a round-tip bolt. She only used rounded bolts in the ship and not bullets. If a bullet punctured her hull, it would spell disaster if they tried to submerge.

Stepping quietly into the room, she darted a look around the corner and then followed through with her weapon. “You might as well show yourself, because if you try to surprise me, I’ll shoot you in the balls.”

“That would dampen the plans I had for us this afternoon.”

She heard Miguel’s voice farther in the room and carefully sidestepped her way in. Another quick look showed her that he was the only one in here. She kicked open the door to the washroom and pointed the bow in there before passing.

“You don’t trust me,
mi corazón
?”

“Making certain that you’re on your own.” She walked in the room, pointing the weapon to the ground. Miguel lay in her bed, propped up on pillows

“I’m not armed.” He grinned at her, reclined back with his hands up in the air.

“What are you doing here, Miguel?” She placed the bow on the bench at the end of her bed and shrugged out of her heavy leather coat. “I thought you and Julien were going to let me do this on my own.”

“I had no plans to let you know that I was here, Kass. Until I tripped that damn sensor on your entrance. Very clever, by the way.”

“And then you decided to get naked in my bed.”

Miguel nodded. “There was no point in subterfuge at that point. You would’ve torn the ship apart looking for whoever came in here. Staying one step ahead of you in that situation would prove to be exhausting. It made sense to put myself where I wanted to be anyways.”

His gaze heated up as he moved, and he let the sheet slide down to pool on the bed as he came to his knees. “Come to me, Kass.” He held out his hand. “Let me take care of you for a bit.”

“I’m covered in dust and grime. I had to examine the hull on the lower decks for strain after taking off.”

“That was an inventive technique.”

“Did it make you sick, too?”

“No, my constitution is better than Raz’s, thank the gods.” Miguel crawled down the bed toward her. His heavy cock swung with the movement, mesmerizing her.

“How did you know he was sick?” she asked as he sat next to her. Miguel started undoing the buttons down the front of her blouse before he spoke.

“I saw him as he staggered to his quarters.” He lifted her shirt and pulled it over her head. “I’ve never seen that shade of green on a human.”

Miguel moved around her, talking as he stripped her clothes from her. Kass was so amazed by his behavior that she didn’t think to stop him. A large jug filled with water sat on a stand in the corner. Miguel poured some into a large bowl, dipped a cloth into it, and squeezed out the excess.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” Miguel picked up her hand and ran the wet cloth over the back of it and then cleaned each finger in turn. “I promised Julien I’d take care of you.”

“I don’t know if this is what he had in mind.”

Miguel shrugged. “This is how I take care of people I love.” He pressed the cloth into the water and washed her face and neck, pressing a kiss against her lips when her eyes closed.

“Is this what you would like me to do for you?”

“If you would like to.” He smiled down at her. “But, not today.” Miguel ran the cloth down her chest and swirled it around one of her breasts a couple times.

“I don’t think I was that dirty there,” she commented.

“One can never be too careful.” He bent over and swirled his tongue around her nipple, sucking it into the warmth of his mouth. She felt as though there was a direct line from her nipples to her pussy. Every tingle he created playing with her nipples went straight between her legs. She lifted her back and pressed her breasts closer to his mouth.

He chuckled and then continued to wash her skin, dragging the warm cloth over her, leaving a cool, damp trail in its wake. Every part he washed he covered with a sheet and then uncovered another part. Kass lay back and enjoyed this incredibly decadent experience.

Miguel paid close attention to her feet, cleaning every toe before kissing it. He nipped at her instep, making her jump, but it felt like she’d been touched by lightning. Every little bite he treated her skin with made her more aware of the cloth on her skin and his hands holding her.

By the time he’d worked his way down her front, she writhed under his touch, soundlessly begging for more.

“Roll over,
mi corazón
.” He placed a pillow under her hips, lifting her bottom up higher than the rest of her body. She could feel the cream from her pussy leave a trail as one drop tracked down the inside of her leg. When Miguel swiped the cloth over the backs of her shoulders, she moaned her displeasure.

“Patience, dear Kass.” He nipped her at the back of her neck, making her jump. “We’ll get there.” She felt a sharp sting against the back of her arm. “I love the feel of your skin between my teeth.”

The cloth traced gently down her spine, to the crack of her bottom. Miguel nipped at regular intervals down her spine. The sting of his teeth was quick and sensitized her to the point she could feel an orgasm beginning to burn deep inside her. There was another sharp sting on one of her buttocks, and she lifted up to his touch, but he swirled the cloth and came up her sides. She clenched her legs together, trying to relieve some of the pressure there, but a moment later she felt Miguel’s large hands against her inner thighs.

“Open your legs. You’re not racing ahead of me.”

“I can’t take this, Miguel.”

“Yes, you can. I’m so proud of you already.” He swiped his fingers along the seam of her pussy, slipping through the wetness.

A soft cry escaped her lips as a rush of goose bumps danced along her legs. “Do it again, oh god, please.” She looked over her shoulder at him and watched as he sucked on his finger.

“You taste so good, Kass.” He leaned over her, and she hoped he planned to have another taste, but instead he pressed his lips against her bum and then got up and rinsed the cloth out again.

When the warm cloth traced down one leg, Kass considered taking matters into her own hands. She’d managed to shift her weight onto one hip when she felt her arms pinned to the bed above her head. “Don’t even think of it. You move and I’ll tie you down.”

Damn, he’s fast.
Kass opened her mouth, but the seriousness of Miguel’s gaze had her shutting it. She relaxed back onto her stomach, and Miguel pressed a kiss to her shoulder.

“I’d hoped you’d push me on that one.” His smile was pure sin, and she felt her pussy gush at the idea.

“Why would you want me tied down?”

“Then I could do whatever I wanted to you.” He moved closer and whispered in her ear, “You’d be helpless.”

“I’ll never be helpless again.” The words tumbled from her mouth before she could stop them. The idea of not being in control of a situation frightened the hell out of her.

“But, this isn’t a den. You’re safe with Julien and I. You know that.”