Aaron focused his eyes on her. “Don’t get me wrong, we’re men and, trust me, we get horny. But we’re not a bunch of sex maniacs.
It’s not unusual for us to go a day or two or longer, easily, without needing to get our rocks off. Especially if we’re on a mission and need to focus. We didn’t survive all these years because we’re a bunch of morons. Or there might be times we do it two or three times a day, depending on the mood and situation.” Between her legs, her muscles involuntarily contracted in a pleasant way. Two or three times in a day ?
Wow.
She hoped her voice sounded as steady as she intended. “You didn’t answer my question, Aaron.”
“Well, one favor might be the winner of the hand gets to request something from one or more of the others.” His eyes flicked down her body. “Since you’re still dressed, that might be moot.”
“Let me ask it this way, then—what won’t you do?” Caph found his voice. “Cap never bottoms.” The fact that he spoke surprised her as much as what he said. It took her a second to process it. “Huh?” Ford shook his head. “Cap never bottoms,” he echoed.
“And what does that mean, exactly?”
They’d found their twin voice and spoke together. “It means¯” They glared at each other, then Ford spoke alone. “It means he always tops.”
She admitted she wasn’t as experienced in sexual lingo as they obviously were. “So you never let the girl on top?” she asked Aaron.
That would get boring.
Aaron smiled, but Caph clarified. “Not positions. He’s always the do-er, never the do-ee. Ah, intercourse, that is. Anything else, then it doesn’t matter.”
She felt like she’d been dropped into an alternate dimension. How long had she been here, anyway? Normally she didn’t stay up very late, and she knew she’d been here for hours but didn’t feel the least bit tired. “Why is that?”
The twins shrugged and replied, “Just is. Cap never bottoms.” Aaron leaned back, his hands propped behind him. “Old story.” The gesture stretched his torso. While he wasn’t muscle-bound like the military guys, he was naturally muscled and trim with very little extra fat on him. She wanted to run her hands down his body…
“Maybe I want to hear it.”
“Maybe it’s something we don’t discuss outside of crew.” That stopped her in her tracks. She realized no, she wasn’t technically a part of this crew yet. “I thought you wanted me to be a part of this crew.”
“Freaking A we do, but you’re not officially crew yet. We’ve extended the invitation, but you haven’t accepted it.”
He wasn’t backing down, she sensed. “So if I officially join your crew, you’ll tell me?”
He nodded, but his eyes briefly flicked away. She sensed his deep grief again. It might be an old story, but it wasn’t one he enjoyed telling.
“And how about the story of how your crew arrangement came to be?”
The men nodded. “Crew story,” all three parroted. Aaron briefly closed his eyes as if silently swearing. Now all three had their eyes on her.
She considered them. “I need to spend more time with you before I give you a firm yes.”
The men nodded. Aaron spoke. “That’s fair.” She dealt the hand and suspected this time the men lost on purpose simply to get on with their other game.
“Winner’s choice,” Aaron said with a smirk as the twins watched her. “What’ll it be?”
Emi chewed her lip and considered it. “I think I’d like a foot rub.” Aaron’s eyebrow shot up in surprise. “Foot rub?” She nodded. “Yeah. Foot rub.” She unfolded her legs and stretched them out before her. “From you. Or is that a ‘bottom’ thing you won’t do?”
She loved his playful smirk. “No, that’s not a bottom thing.” He moved closer and placed her feet in his lap, his eyes never leaving hers as he carefully worked his thumbs over the soles of her right foot.
Nearly better than sex. He was very talented, taking his time and seductively caressing her as he did.
She closed her eyes and threw her head back, enjoying the sensation.
“You like that?” he asked.
“Yeah,” she whispered. “That’s real good.” When he switched to her left foot, she suspected he deliberately placed her right so his cock lay along the entire length of her sole. She made sure she gently rubbed him, enjoying his almost imperceptible intake of breath as she did.
When he finished with her left foot he released it and carefully lifted her feet from his lap. “How was that?” She nodded, trying to find her voice. “Real good.” The twins were silent. In shock, apparently. Her heart ached for all of them. As deeply as she could read them, they were all sweet, good-hearted men, obviously devoted to each other as lovers, friends, and crew. She knew if she accepted this assignment¯and frankly, it looked like she would¯they would be just as devoted to her.
In silence and with slightly trembling fingers, she dealt the next hand. They didn’t even pretend to play, all of them folding after the first round of betting, looking at her in expectation.
Waiting.
What was most fair? Well, order of rank, she supposed. “I’d like a foot rub from Caph,” she said.
Could she stand it was another question entirely. While Aaron’s touch had relaxed her in some ways, it also drenched her sex and left her throbbing, aching for more than just his hands on her feet.
She imagined his cock would fit inside her quite nicely, could almost imagine how pleasantly he’d stretch her…
Caph smiled and slid forward, his large hands carefully massaging her feet, his touch different than Aaron’s and yet just as good. She closed her eyes and enjoyed it, surprised when she felt his lips on her toes, his tongue seductively swirling around each digit, giving her a preview of something he was obviously quite skilled at.
Oh, wow!
She gasped and knew all three men heard her.
She kept her eyes closed and somehow suppressed her disappointed groan when he finished with both feet and returned to his place on the bed.
They knew they now held the advantage. When Emi dealt the next hand they didn’t even look at their cards before folding in silence and returning their gaze to her.
Emi nodded to Ford and he took his turn, yet another different set of sensations, his touch just as good as the other two, leaving her fighting the urge to plunge her hand between her legs and finger herself.
They were all sooo good.
When Ford finished and returned to his place, she realized the men were waiting. She looked at them.
“Well?” Aaron said.
“Well?” she gasped, trying to regain her composure.
“You gonna deal?” he asked.
She shook her head and crooked her finger at him. He moved across the bed and she threw her arms around him, kissing him. He laid her back on the mattress and she hooked one leg around his, keeping his body stretched beside her.
“Holy crap!” the twins breathlessly whispered, moving to lay on either side of them.
She broke her kiss with Aaron long enough to look at Caph and kiss him. Then she turned to Ford and kissed him too.
“All right, boys,” she said. “Show me why I’d be making the biggest mistake of my life to turn you guys down.” Aaron slid down her body while Caph took over kissing her. She felt Aaron’s strong hands working on her slacks and lifted her hips to allow him to slide them off her, leaving her bare. His lips brushed over her thighs, and she moaned as he placed his palms inside her legs and gently spread them.
Ford slipped his hand under her shirt and lifted it over her head.