Once the door slid shut behind them, Emi paged Aaron on the private bridge com and told him what happened.
“Good,” he said. “They’ll come here next. That was perfect.” Emi hated herself for adding to the twin’s pain. “It didn’t feel perfect, Aaron.”
“I know, honey. I’ll lay into them, and then they’ll come back to you and you can give in. Just play along a little bit longer.” She fought her tears, wanting to race after them and hold them. “I don’t know how you do this.”
He hesitated. “I don’t enjoy it. It sucks. I fucking hate times like this because you know how I feel about those two assholes, they’re my life. I hate having to be like this. But it’s better they get this lesson now than in the middle of the mission in a spaceport where I don’t have the DSMC honchos to help me deal with crap. You might not like hearing this, but we have to protect you. All of us. They forgot that last night. They can’t ever forget again. Remember to play along when they come back.”
“Okay.” He hung up, and she waited.
And waited.
Nearly an hour later, she was going over her inventory when the sick bay door slid open. She knew it was the twins, but didn’t turn.
“Yes, gentlemen?”
They walked in together. She let them stand there in silence for a few minutes before she faced them. They looked even worse than before, even though they’d changed clothes. Whatever ass-chewing Aaron gave them had the desired effect. They approached her, stopping a few feet away.
Ford spoke first, his voice ragged, choked. “Emi, please, don’t leave us.”
She hoped she masked her surprise and didn’t say anything, unsure what response was appropriate. What had Aaron told them?
Caph nodded, reaching for her hand. “We love you, sweetie.
Please, whatever we’ve got to do, please don’t leave us. We need you.”
Settling for what she hoped was a cold, appraising mask, she studied them. “I don’t want to leave you.” She hoped it came out the way she meant to say it, so they’d think that was what she was going to do anyway, even though it was the truth.
She didn’t want to leave them.
Ever.
The men looked horrified. Ford took her other hand, desperate.
“Emi, babe, please. Tell us. Whatever you want, we swear, we’ll do it.
We were assholes—we never should have taken you out there. It would serve us right if you left us…” His voice broke. “Honey, we’re so sorry. We never thought you could get hurt, not there.” Caph looked near tears. “Please, Emi.” He kissed her hand, holding it to his cheek. “We’re begging you, please don’t leave us.” What was the right thing to do—to give in immediately, or to gradually relent?
The door slid open. Aaron strode in, looking upset and miserable.
He pushed in between her and the twins, and she had to fight to stifle her nervous giggle when he winked at her.
“Look, Em, please, listen to me,” he said, pulling her hand from Ford’s grasp. “I know you said you’d pretty much made up your mind, but can I talk you into staying? Can I talk to you one more time?”
Wow. He’d really pulled a mind fuck on the twins. He wasn’t kidding when he said he would make them pay for this.
She glanced over his shoulder at the twins, who looked like they didn’t dare hope.
Emi made a show of sighing. “I don’t know what to say, Aaron.” That was the truth. She searched his eyes, trying to feel for his guidance.
He winked again. The twins couldn’t see from where they stood behind him. “I think they understand, Em. And I don’t think they’ll ever repeat last night’s incident.”
The twins frantically nodded behind him. She fought the urge to giggle. They were so cute, bless their hearts.
Emi rolled her eyes to the ceiling as if trying to make up her mind.
In reality, she was trying not to laugh.
After a long minute she sighed, as if resigned. “All right. I’ll stay.”
The twins swooped, hugging her desperately, relieved, almost overwhelming her with the force of their gratitude. Aaron stepped out of the way and winked at her again, nodding slightly.
“Good job,” he silently mouthed, turning to leave her alone with them.
She nodded, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around the twins.
After a few minutes, she patted them on the backs. “Let’s go to the cabin and you can show me how sorry you are.” She thought Caph would toss her over his shoulder, he was in such a hurry to go. Desperate to make her happy, the men held her between them in their bed, covering her body with kisses, apologizing, murmuring to her, wanting to make amends. She felt guilty she’d deceived them, but she would trust Aaron’s judgment and sensed the twins would not only guard her with their lives from that moment on, but they would most likely never willingly expose her to anything more dangerous than a sunburn.
Emi lay cradled in Caph’s arms as Ford kissed his way down her body. He slowly laved his tongue over her clit while Caph kissed her and played with her nipples. It was heaven letting these men have her, and while she wished Aaron were here, too, she understood why he stayed away for now.
It didn’t take long for Ford to make her climax, reading her body and drawing the sensation out as long as he could for her. When she lay, spent, in Caph’s lap, the men smiled at her.
“How was that, sweetie?” Caph asked.
Emi smiled. “As wonderful as always.” She crooked her finger at Ford and he leaned in, kissing her, then Caph. She loved watching them play together almost as much as she enjoyed what they did to her.
Which gave her an idea. She sat up and grinned.
“Uh oh,” Caph said. “She’s planning something. I know that look.”
Waggling her eyebrows at him, she pushed him down to the bed.
He was hard and ready and felt good as she lowered herself onto him.
Pulling Ford close, she whispered in his ear and he grinned.
“Anything you want, babe.”
Caph’s large hands rested on her hips. “What?” Ford leaned over and kissed Caph again. “She wants a little show.”
Comprehending, Caph grinned. “Well, get over here then.” Ford knelt beside him. Caph wrapped his lips around Ford’s cock.
Both men let out content groans.
Emi had to remember what she was doing, because the sight was so hot. She resumed her sultry bump and grind on Caph. “That’s it,” she whispered. “Show me what you can do to him.” She stroked Caph’s chest, playing with his nipples, then leaned over and kissed Ford.
Ford’s eyes squeezed shut as he lost himself in the feeling. “He’s so fucking good,” he moaned.
Emi’s hand drifted down Ford’s back, between his legs, stroking his sac. “Well, show me how good he is. You know I love hearing you come, baby.”
Caph’s hips bucked under her. He was loving every second of this, his fingers tightening on her.
Emi smiled, gently brushing her nails against Ford’s balls, making him moan again. “He’s going to swallow every drop, isn’t he? I bet you’re about ready to explode for me right now.” His forehead was damp, his body tense and trembling. He was damn close.
“Suck him deep, Caph,” she purred. “I want to hear you make him come for me¯”
Ford cried out, his body tensing as his hips bucked against Caph’s face. She slipped her arm around his waist as he came. Then he carefully collapsed next to them.
“Damn!” he whispered.
Caph kissed him. “Good?”
“Yeah. Your turn.” They kissed, and again Emi almost forgot what she was doing. Caph grabbed her hips and thrust into her, hard, lifting her body with his larger frame.