Caph broke their kiss only long enough to free her of her last article of clothing. Then Ford latched onto one nipple, gently running his tongue over it as he playfully tweaked her other with his fingers.
Emi moaned, not caring what they did to her if it all felt this good.
She gasped when Aaron lowered his mouth to her mound. His tongue laved her swollen nub, bringing her close to release several times without granting it. After several long moments of this, she begged.
“Please!” she moaned, her need burning through her.
“Please what?” he asked.
She lifted her head and met his eyes. Caph kept himself busy by dropping his lips to her other breast, replacing Ford’s fingers with his mouth.
“Do it!” she panted.
Aaron’s fingers teased her wet entrance. “Do what?” She closed her eyes and dropped her head to the bed. “Please make me come,” she whispered.
All three men hungrily groaned. Aaron lowered his mouth to her sex again, slipping two thick fingers inside her. She’d never felt like this before. She’d had orgasms, most of them self-induced because, frankly, Daniel and her first ex were not that great.
Especially not when compared to these three.
Aaron’s tongue and fingers set off an explosion in her lower belly.
Through the waves of pleasure, she vaguely heard Caph and Ford’s soft encouragements to her to let go and come for them.
She cried out, her hips grinding against Aaron’s mouth, her whole body shaking. She found Ford and Caph’s hands and held on as tremor after tremor raced through her. What felt like hours later, she lay gasping and spent in their arms, incapable of coherent speech.
Aaron sat up, that playful smirk on his face again. “How was that?”
She didn’t even try to speak, just nodded.
He traded places with Caph, who spent a few minutes stroking her feet and legs while Ford kissed her. Aaron gently suckled one nipple while playing with the other. Then she felt Caph’s tongue plunge deep into her sex. She moaned into Ford’s mouth.
Ford lifted his head, his blue eyes holding hers captive. “Does that feel good, baby? You like that?”
She mewled something she hoped passed for yes, and he smiled.
“He’s very skilled with his tongue. He loves using that mouth of his.”
In response, Caph swirled his tongue around her sensitive nub, drawing another moan from her.
Ford smiled. “Five years of this, sweetie. Think you can handle us?”
She nodded. Oh, Hades, could she!
“Just imagine, five years of having three guys wrapped around your fingers.” Ford’s voice had dropped to a sultry, husky tone, seductive, enhancing what was going on between her legs with Caph’s skilled tongue. He must be the talker of the group.
Damn, he was sexy.
He curled around her, his arm cradling her head, keeping her eyes focused on his. “We want to hear you moan, honey. I know how good he is with that sweet mouth he’s got. Let’s hear how good he is¯” With that she felt another wave rip through her, just as strong as the last one. She squeezed her eyes shut as she cried out, gasping for breath, every nerve in her body at Caph’s mercy as he kept her coming.
When she didn’t think she could take any more, Caph lifted his head and kissed her thigh. His rumbling chuckle stirred her heart.
“That was the best sound I’ve heard in a long time, kiddo. Think you can deal with that for the next few years?” She nodded, not even trying to speak, wondering how she’d ever regain the strength to walk again. She felt like she could melt into the mattress. She’d never experienced anything like this after sex¯
No. Not sex. She felt it from them already.
This was making love. Their hearts were already hers. There was no way in Hades she could refuse to join their crew now, even if she wanted to back out.
Not that she wanted to back out. If she did, she’d have herself committed for a psych eval. Only a fucking moron would give up a chance to be with these three men.
They waited her out. It could have been minutes or hours, she didn’t know. When she finally opened her eyes, they all smiled.
“You okay?” Ford asked.
She nodded.
“You’re not falling asleep on us yet, are you?” She shook her head and he laughed. “You’ve got to give us at least one more.”
“One more?” she gasped. She’d never had two climaxes in one night, and never any that were as explosive as her first two had been.
Ford nodded, a sly look on his face. “Oh, yeah. Hey, you have to get a full sampling of what you’ll be living with. I haven’t had my turn yet.”
She gave up trying to talk and he traded places with Caph. Aaron shifted position, his arm cradling her head, stroking her cheek and nuzzling her while Caph made sure her breasts were still well-tended.
Ford wrapped his arms around her thighs and let out a happy sigh.
“Dammit, if that ain’t a beautiful sight.” She felt his possessive grip on her legs as he lightly flicked his tongue along her clit.
Aaron smiled as she made a little noise. “Feels good?” She nodded.
“Just imagine how good it’s going to feel when I slide my cock inside you.”
She pulled his mouth down to hers and greedily devoured it, his tongue doing a good job of duplicating what Ford’s was doing to her wet sex.
Then Ford slipped two fingers inside her and wrapped his lips around her nub, gently sucking. She exploded, screaming. Her fingers dug into the back of Aaron’s neck as her entire body shuddered, completely at the mercy of the pleasure flowing through her.
Emi collapsed, limp against the bed while the men sat up and looked at her. They were waiting.
When she caught her breath again, she looked at their expectant faces. “What? What’s wrong?”
Caph grinned. “You enjoy that?”
She nodded.
“Want more?”
“Uh, duh!” She remembered the chips. “You mean you can’t until I say it’s okay?”
Aaron smirked. “They overstack the deck in your favor until you’re matched with a crew. I mean, we’re guessing you don’t want to stop, but¯”
“Shut the hell up and fuck me!”
They pounced, Aaron sliding home first as Ford and Caph cradled her between them, murmuring to her.
She wrapped her legs around Aaron’s waist. “Get busy, Cap.
There’s a line.”
The men laughed. “Aw hell, she’s a pistol!” Ford said with a grin.
“You tell me this is a fucking dream and I’ll shoot both your asses when I wake up.”
“If she’s a dream, then we’re all having the same freaking dream,” Caph said.
She pulled Aaron closer and kissed him, enjoying the feel of his stiff length inside her. “Do I meet crew approval?” she asked, answering his thrusts with her hips.
He moaned, his voice deep. “Gods, yes.” With that he gave a final thrust, sinking deep inside her, his hips hard against hers. She pulled him down to her, stroking his back, his head resting on her shoulder.
This felt so good, it felt right. Despite his earlier attitude and his deep-seated worry she would back out, he wanted her as badly as she wanted them.
When he’d recovered, he pushed up and kissed her, his forehead touching hers. “That was wonderful,” he whispered.
“You guys aren’t so bad yourself,” she said with a sexy grin.
“Who’s next?”
“I’m always gonna get thirds, aren’t I?” Ford playfully groused.
Caph was already swapping positions with Aaron. “Not always.
We’ll change it up.” He winked at Emi. “I have a feeling she’s gonna be leading us around by our dicks anyway, so it’s not like we’re gonna argue with her. Whatever the lady wants, the lady gets.” Emi knew he wasn’t just saying that either. He’d meant it from the very depths of his being. It scared her that he was so immediately in love with her, but something scared her even more¯that she already felt the same way.