And he would, if she didn’t come first.
“One of these days, baby,” he whispered, “I would love to take you like this while you’re fucking one of the others.” He punctuated the words with another deep thrust. “I’d love to feel their cock sliding into you, feel them having you at the same time.
Emi whimpered, beyond rational thought.
He withdrew his hand, making her moan with disappointment.
He laughed, sucking his fingers. “Dammit, you taste so good, baby. That’s something else I love. I enjoy going down on you while one of them’s fucking you, baby. I love making you scream.” He made her scream, all right.
With a hand on her hip he took several strokes into her, his shaft never softening. This wasn’t something she did all the time with them, but it was always easiest and felt most natural with Ford for some reason.
“What’s the matter?” he whispered against her neck.
She wiggled her hips against him in response, making him laugh.
“Aw, did you want my hand back there?”
“Uh huh.”
Slowly, teasing, he slipped two fingers into her, sheathing them deep inside her and she sighed. Still no release, but the feeling was amazing.
She rocked her hips, but he pulled her tight against him, holding her captive.
“No, babe. You’re mine for right now, and I’m having fun. Is that okay with you?”
She groaned, but didn’t protest. Spending all day with Ford like this was definitely not something to complain about.
“Unless…” He didn’t finish.
“Unless what?” she gasped.
Seductive lips pressed against the nape of her neck, in the sensitive spot that always made her shiver. “Unless you want me to call Aaron in here to help us play a little.” He slowly fucked her with his fingers, and she knew what he wanted, that he did really want it.
“Okay.”
He froze. “Really?”
“Only if it’s what you want. This is your day alone with me.” He throbbed inside her ass. “Oh, damn, baby, you mean it? I’ve been fantasizing about this.”
She couldn’t help but smile. “Then let’s take care of that, because if I don’t come soon, someone’s going to get hurt.” Emi knew Aaron was in the galley and Caph was on the bridge. She called out to him.
“Hey, Captain, got a minute?”
“Hold on,” he called back.
Ford snickered against her shoulder. Thank the gods the sofa was huge, more than big enough for the three of them.
Aaron walked in, pausing in the doorway. “What’s up?” She stuck her arm out from under the blanket and hooked her thumb at Ford. “Him. And he’s got an indecent proposal for you.” Amused but curious, Aaron walked over. “What?” Emi pulled him down to her and kissed him. “Drop your pants and we’ll show you.” She pulled the blanket back, and it didn’t take him long to catch on. He was stiff by the time his pants hit the floor. Ford moved his hand out of the way as Aaron carefully nudged into position, his cock pressing at her wet entrance.
“You okay, Em?” Aaron asked. She nodded, kissing him.
He slowly slipped into her wet sex, drawing moans from all three.
Having both men inside her stretched her in an erotic way, and Ford shifted position, allowing Aaron to get a better angle for thrusting.
“Jesus,” Ford gasped. “That’s better than I ever imagined!” Emi laid back and let them take her. She had to remember to breathe. Both of Ford’s hands stroked her nipples, sending shockwaves through her.
Aaron stopped and slipped a hand between their bodies, his thumb rubbing her clit. “How long has he been torturing you, baby?” All she could do was nod, and the men laughed. It was good, sooo good, having them both. Why had she waited to do this?
Her world ended outside of what they did to her, their arms and lips and cocks owning her body, deciding when¯if¯she’d climax.
They took their time, stopping frequently to cool down, not wanting their release to come too soon.
“You’re so tight, sweetheart,” Aaron whispered, his lips parting hers.
Ford moaned in agreement.
She hovered on the edge, Aaron not letting her come. When she tried to rock her hips against them, he thrust deep and held her, impaled on their shafts. “No, baby girl,” he whispered, “we’re not through with you yet.”
She couldn’t take much more of this. Her body screamed for release, every touch of their flesh against hers trying to push her over the edge. “Please make me come!”
“What was that?” Ford asked, teasing. “What did you want?”
“Please,” she begged. “Fuck me! Make me come!”
“Do you think she wants it bad enough, Aar?” He shook his head, smiling. “I don’t think so.” His long, slow strokes were well-timed with Ford’s; as one man stroked in, the other withdrew, keeping her on the edge.
“Aw, she’s been so good, maybe we should let her come,” Ford teased.
Emi whimpered again, helpless against the combined strength of their bodies controlling her.
Aaron hesitated, then leaned over and kissed Ford. “Thank you for this. For letting me cut into your time.” He kissed her. “And you.”
“Shut up and fuck me!”
The men laughed. “She sounds pretty adamant there, Aaron,” Ford quipped. “I dunno. What do you think?” Aaron sighed and stroked her clit again, thrusting as he did. “I think we should give her what she wants. She does take good care of us.” With the pad of his thumb circling her clit, he brushed his lips against hers. “Come for us, Em. Show us what we do to you¯” It hit her like a searing hot tidal wave, raking through her body and tearing a passionate scream from her lips, her body squeezing both cocks inside her, milking them, the pressure intensifying the strength of her climax.
“That’s it,” Ford said, his hands sliding down to her hips, giving him better leverage. “Give it all to us.” Beyond reason, beyond control, she tried to thrust against them and finally gave up, letting them set the pace.
“Look at me,” Aaron whispered.
She did, losing herself in his eyes.
“Watch me, watch what you do to me.” She held his shoulders while Ford grunted behind her, “I’m close, man.”
Her eyes locked onto Aaron’s. He took another stroke, and both men cried out at the same time, plunging deep into her, taking her.
Emi tangled her fingers in Aaron’s hair and pulled his lips to hers as he breathed her name. Then in a collective sigh, they relaxed, spent, content.
When they’d caught their breath, they carefully untangled legs and arms and soft cocks from each other. Emi winced a little, and Aaron noticed.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded. “I’ll be walking bow-legged for a few days, I think.
But it was worth it.” She turned to Ford. “Ready for a shower?”
“Yeah.”
Aaron joined them, and then Emi curled in bed for a few minutes, meaning to take a short nap. When she awoke two hours later, Ford was smiling at her.
“How do you feel?”
Quick inventory. “Actually, not as bad as I thought I would.” She wasn’t a bit sore. How the men ever managed that, she had no clue. It never failed to baffle her.
“Good. Dinner’s almost ready. Want me to bring it in?”
“Where’s the others?”
“Aaron’s taking night watch tonight. He said he’d eat on the bridge.”
“I feel bad Caph got left out.”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. He can have extra cuddle time with you tonight.”
“How about the three of us eat in here then?”
That’s what they did, and she snuggled between the twins as they watched a movie. The next thing she knew, it was morning and Aaron was bringing her coffee.