Knight, Dee S. - Bride of the Pryde (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (8 page)

He choked back a laugh against her neck. “Not the word I had in mind, but it’ll do.”

She nudged her hips forward again, feeling a very satisfying poke back. “I didn’t think this would be it, either. I was thanking heaven you’d locked up my Renthaur.’

“You’re one to watch, that’s for sure,” Erik said. “In fact, I plan to watch you quite a bit as soon as we have another go at it.” He lifted his head and took her lips in a gentle kiss that became more forceful as his cock pressed forward, farther into her passage.

Susan inhaled his scent, something she’d been too distracted to do during their first bout. Sweat mixed with a woodsy essence, similar to what men smelled like from the Outer Section, where a few trees still existed. Would he taste as good? She licked his shoulder. His eyes turned cloudy, his lids dropped to half-mast. She savored the salty flavor of his skin, lightly sheened with sweat.

She ran her palms over his shoulders. His muscles flexed and contracted under her fingertips, strength harnessed and used as needed. He still held her off the floor and drilled her with his world-class penis, and yet she sensed power still unleashed.

He tore his mouth away, breathing heavily. “You do feel fucking good,” he ground out.

“Good fucking.” She licked his shoulder again and he groaned.

He stroked her clit with the root of his penis. The familiar tingle grew. She bent her head and lightly bit his shoulder.

“Tigress!”

He shifted her up higher and withdrew almost all the way. Short, fast thrusts had her taking in short, fast breaths. In no time at all, only a few strokes on her G-spot sent her over the edge.

When had she so completely lost herself? It had been a long, long time.

She found she liked it and gave herself over to time and space

* * * *

Damn, but she looks good!
Charlie stood in the open doorway to Danessa’s room, watching the captain fuck her pretty thoroughly against the bulkhead.

Feeling strangely, he had wandered from his room. He’d had no experience with Pheron and didn’t know what to expect. There in the passageway, outside Danessa’s cabin, he’d found Dilly. The door was open and the cyberbot stood as though transfixed. Then Charlie discovered why.

“How long have you been standing here?” Charlie whispered.

“Since they started.” Dilly held his finger to his lips to signal silence.

Long before they began on the second session, Charlie was rock hard. His groin ached when Danessa threw back her head, her eyes closed and mouth open, obviously lost in orgasm.

Then she opened her eyes and fixed her gaze directly on him.

Erik pumped her hard and deep, ready to blow. Danessa’s back scraped the bulkhead with the strength of his drives. Her tits jiggled on Erik’s chest, her hands gripped his shoulders. Head back, mouth slightly open, her hair covered her shoulders—dark hair, not blonde. She looked satisfied and tousled, just like a woman who’d had two randy bouts of sex. She was just about the sexiest woman he’d ever seen.

Damn! He was going to come in his uniform!

Charlie watched her, unabashedly jealous of his captain. She lifted one hand and crooked her finger, beckoning him.

“By all the gods,” Dilly murmured. He started into the cell.

Charlie put out his arm to stop him. “Not you, Dilly,” Charlie said, passing him by.

“Oh, sure,” Dilly muttered. “It’s always one of you. I’ll just go and get some popcorn.”

Charlie sidled up beside Erik and Danessa. How Erik kept going, Charlie couldn’t imagine. There must be something to that drug. Somehow, he expected the effects to be different than the uncontrollable urge to screw.

When he was close, Danessa leaned over and pressed her hand to his crotch. Erik adjusted his stance as though he knew Charlie had joined them. She tilted her head and took his lips. She touched them with her tongue and he let her in, rocking his hips into her palm.

The captain moaned and froze. Charlie imagined his cum filling Danessa’s pussy. Lucky bastard.

Erik used his feet to push off his boots and uniform pants before carrying her to her bunk. He lay her down and she unwrapped her legs and let them fall.

“I hope you and Dilly enjoyed the show, Lieutenant,” the captain said.

Abashed, Charlie’s cheeks heated. “I didn’t know you were aware of us, Captain.” He glanced at Danessa. She lay there with a dreamy look on her face, casually fondling Erik’s balls. Did the woman never get satisfied?

“Dilly, damn it, I told you to secure the ship. That didn’t mean you could invade Ms. Vanessa’s privacy.”

“Or yours?”

“Such insolence,” Danessa murmured.

“Shall I bring coffee, like a good
steward
, Captain?” He snapped a salute then raised his brows in a show of arrogance. “I’m sure you can find your own
cream
.” He spun on his heels and marched off.

“Remind me to get his attitude adjusted the next time we’re in port.”

“Why don’t you get as naked as us?” Danessa asked Charlie.

Startled, Charlie looked at Erik. The captain shrugged. “It’s the drug. We might as well get it out of our systems any way we can.”

“If you say so, Captain. Uh, Ms. Vanessa, that is, if you don’t mind.”

“You heard the captain. It’s the drug.”

Charlie undressed in record time. Danessa sat on the edge of the bed and opened her mouth. He jammed his hips forward and she took him in all the way.

Before surrendering himself, he caught a glimpse of the captain stroking her pussy, caressing her with his palm and fingers. Her hips rose to meet his touch in the same way Charlie moved to fill her mouth.

“Ahh!” He was so jacked up from watching her with Erik that he knew it wouldn’t take long before he lost everything. Would she swallow? He hoped he had enough wits about him to be polite at the right moment—he didn’t want to offend her.

She sucked hard on the crown of his cock and then jammed her head over him time and again.

Oh, God, oh, God.
Shit!
He wanted to last longer than a few seconds. Almost there…almost—

He tried to pull out, but she grasped his root and held him against the back of her throat, stroking the bottom of his shaft with her tongue.

He came, hard and strong. She swallowed it all, still caressing him in her hot, wet mouth.

He might be on a cargo ship hurtling through the cosmos, but Charlie knew that in actuality he was in heaven.

Chapter Seven

Showered and dressed once more, Susan, Erik, and Charlie sat drinking coffee in the crew’s wardroom.

“I don’t know what to say,” she started, staring into the black liquid in her cup. “I mean, I’m no virgin, but I’ve never been a slut. Based on what just happened, you’d be surprised at how few sexual encounters I’ve had with men.”

“You’re into women, then, Thunder Thighs?”

Erik grimaced. “Dilly, please.”

“I’d call you a bucket of bolts and
nuts
, but we both know you don’t have those, don’t we?” Susan said sweetly.

“Bitch,” Dilly said under his breath, but he left them alone.

Susan fumed. “‘Thunder thighs?’ For two Galaxy-bucks I’d toss water on that bot just to watch him rust.”

“You really shouldn’t tease Dilly. He takes pride in the fact that he looks so human.”

“Fine. Tell him to leave me alone, too.”

Erik sighed as Charlie laughed. “No one ‘tells’ Dilly anything,” Erik said. “He has a computer for a brain, so his calculations are fast and correct. He’s nearly indestructible, as long as we maintain parts, and he does what he does superbly. He could be serving on a much better ship than
Erik’s Pryde
, and he knows it.”

“Why doesn’t he?”

“The captain—” Charlie stopped when Erik held up his hand to stop him.

“Maybe he feels sorry for me,” Erik offered.

Charlie gave half a shrug and said, “It seems to me that as long as we’re responding to the Pheron as we are, there’s no reason to lock ourselves away. It seems pretty harmless.” He grinned. “And a hell of a lot of fun.”

“That’s just the problem. I don’t know that our reaction will stay the same. And it could still be dangerous. Suppose we suffer a lapse when you’re needed on the bridge?”

“Dilly,” Charlie and Erik said together.

“You called?” he answered from the doorway.

“No!” they said in unison.

“Make up your minds,” he said under his breath.

“I think we can take the risk,” Erik said, amused. “In an emergency, Dilly can pilot the ship.” Then all sense of lightness disappeared. “Now, after all we’ve been through, why don’t you come clean with us?”

Susan, hands gripping her cup, sat back and studied Erik and then Charlie. “You already know I’m not the woman you were expecting.”

Erik nodded. “I knew that from the beginning.”

“You did?”

“Not that your ID wasn’t correct, but that you were no simple bride going to M3859. I knew you were in trouble and needed our help.”

Susan couldn’t help it. She bristled at the notion that he thought her a helpless female. “I don’t need help.”

Charlie frowned and shook his head. “He didn’t mean that he thinks you’re weak, just that you’re human. Everyone needs help now and then.” He spread his hands to make his point. “How can you make fun of Dilly for not being human and then deny one of the very things that makes
us
human? There’s no shame in it.”

Erik tightened his jaw and stared at her. Waiting for her to
share
, she supposed. Well that just wasn’t her style. “I’m used to taking care of myself.”

“I don’t doubt that. So would you have preferred I turn back to the terminal and let you handle things
yourself
?”

Shit. He had her there. “No. I preferred not to go back to the terminal. And”—she sucked in a bracing breath—“thank you for not turning me in.”

“See?” Charlie asked. “Don’t you feel better?”

“No.”

That made him laugh. “You’ll get the hang of it.”

Erik didn’t laugh or even smile. The men were so different. Charlie, tall and with a lanky frame that carried his muscular body with a casual sureness. His emerald-green eyes mesmerized. With shaggy brown hair, ready smile, and sweet personality, he should have been some nice girl’s husband instead of sailing the universe. In contrast, Erik’s muscular build, dark-blue eyes, and blond hair exuded all power and male force. One thing they had in common, though—cocks to die for. Deep in her belly a tingle began. Damn, would that drug never wear off?

“As for who I am and what I do, it’s better that you not know.”

“Why is the government after you?”

“Not for anything I’ve done, that much I can tell you, and I hope you’ll believe me.”

“Give me a reason why I should.”

“Because someone in the government is trying to kill her, Captain,” said Adam. He entered the wardroom and calmly poured a cup of coffee before joining the other men on the side of the table opposite Susan.