Emi glanced at Aaron. While he was still in professional mode, she nevertheless felt his pleased satisfaction at the orders. “How long will this trip take?” she asked.
Aaron scrolled through their nav computer. “Two months out, four weeks there doing a secondary explore, then two months to a neighboring star system for a two-month preliminary explore. A two-week jump to the nearest military outpost for resupply and R&R, and then we’ll get new orders there.” He looked at her. “Hope you don’t need to run out to the store any time soon.”
She laughed. “No, I’m all set.” She walked over to Caph and playfully poked his shoulder. “I know we’ll have enough coffee.”
Their scheduled lift would happen in six hours. After Emi fixed them all dinner, she tried to stay out of their way as she sat and watched them. She couldn’t help it, she loved seeing this side of them. Professional, all business. Even the twinspeak was kept to a minimum as the men followed their well-honed routine. She left the bridge to spend some of the time in a conference call with Sophie and Donna. It would be their last chance to do so for a while.
“Going to miss you,” Donna said. “It was nice getting to spend time with you.”
“Yeah,” Sophie agreed. “It was nice meeting both of you. I’m going to miss both of you.”
“You’re heading back to Earth,” Emi countered. “You’ll be too busy with training to miss anyone.”
“Oh, I talked to Graymard and warned him not to bother with the sim,” Sophie said.
Both Emi and Donna laughed. “He didn’t want to die, I take it?” Donna asked.
“Exactly. I told him I’d already talked to both of you, and that if he tried to get me into a sim, he’d better not bring me out. That, or he’d better not show his face near me when I got loose. He agreed that considering how well me and the guys get along, a sim would be ‘counterproductive,’ in his words.”
“You scared him shitless,” Donna said.
Emi giggled. “Between me and Donna cleaning his clock, you’d think he’d learn.”
“Or at least hire a bodyguard,” Donna added.
“I still want to thank both of you,” Sophie said.
“We didn’t do anything,” Emi said. “You and your guys got along. All I did was perform the chip sync.”
“No, and I don’t want this to sound wrong, but thank you for not picking the BG guys as your crew. I know they’re not everyone’s cuppa, but I really feel like I’ve found a home with them. I didn’t expect that.”
Emi smiled. “Well, they’re nice guys. But I have to admit Graymard knew what he was doing, having me meet them and the K-2 guys before I met my guys. I wouldn’t have been a good fit for either of those two crews.”
Donna spoke up. “Emi, you realize Rob feels bad about how they treated you in the sim, don’t you?”
“He doesn’t need to. He apologized and all is forgiven. And besides, you’re happy, they’re happy, everything worked out the way it should.”
“Unless Caph springs another one of those rubber spiders on you,” Sophie teased.
Emi laughed and felt her pocket for Bucky. “Um, yeah. I warned him if he repeated that, I’d be spiking his food with something to prevent erections.”
The docking crew disconnected their gangways and utility umbilicals before the hover lifts rolled them out of the protected hangar to the nearby lift pad. Logistically, lifting from Mars was much easier and took less time than from Earth because of the thinner atmosphere and no huge populated areas nearby. The men sat back as they completed the last of their pre-lift checks.
“I need to get some sleep,” Aaron said. He looked exhausted, too. Emi realized he’d only had about two hours’ sleep in the last forty-eight hours during their lift preparations. “I’m about to drop. Who wants first watch?”
“I’ll take it,” the twins parroted.
Emi laughed as Aaron rolled his eyes. “I can see we’re starting off on a good foot already here, guys. Ford, you want it?”
“Sure. I’m wired anyway. Too much coffee.” He snagged Emi’s hand and pulled her into his lap. “I’ll snuggle up with you tomorrow night.”
Caph stood and stretched. “Then that means I get to hog her for a while.” She spotted the firm bulge tenting the front of his work pants. He might be tired, but he wasn’t too tired to fool around. He grabbed her before she knew it and slung her up and over his shoulder. He patted her on the butt as he turned and headed for the door. “Say good night to Ford, babe. I’ve got a hard-on with your name on it.”
Laughing, she waved at Ford, who grinned. “I think I just received my orders,” she said.
Aaron managed a tired smile. “Just don’t keep me awake, you two.”
Aaron followed them to the cabin, where Caph unceremoniously dumped her onto their large shared bed. Aaron watched, amused, as he started pulling off his own clothes. She loved feeling amusement from Aaron almost as much as she enjoyed feeling his love. He was infinitely changed for the better from their first meeting in the sim, when he wore his grief and anger like a protective dark cloak around his soul, afraid to let anyone but the twins inside his fortress.
He stretched out on the far side of the bed and tucked his pillow under his head. “Don’t mind me and don’t be offended when I fall asleep. You’re not boring, but I’m just that tired.”
She leaned in and kissed him, as did Caph. “No worries,” she assured him. Then she kicked her shoes and socks off, followed by her shirt.
Caph helped her with her trousers, pulling them and her underwear off and dropping them onto the floor. Caph sat on the bed and pulled her into his lap. His already stiff cock rubbed against her clit. Emi draped her arms over his shoulders as he kissed her, his arms settling around her waist.
She loved all her men, but had something special with each of them as well, which made it that much better. With her big teddy bear, Caph, her playful, goofball buddy, they’d discovered his body had just the right shape to get her over unassisted.
He helped her rise up, Emi sighing as his thick cock pressed deep inside her ready cunt. Her juices flowed as she kissed him. They started slowly rocking together without rush, no frantic need to hurry them.
Engulfed in his embrace, she relaxed her body and her mind, basking in the warm, sensuous glow of his emotions. Caph let her set the pace and use his body for her pleasure. She slowly adjusted the angle until that blessed, magic sensation swept through her of his cock perfectly hitting her clit on every stroke inside her.
“Yesss,” she breathed into his kiss.
He did nothing to interrupt her. She felt the strain as he struggled to hold back, not wanting to disturb her climb.
She felt the walls of her pussy grabbing at his shaft with every stroke, bottoming him out inside her as her clit tingled from the teasing contact. She rested her head against his shoulder with her face tucked into the crook of his neck, rocking against him. He nuzzled her forehead and she closed her eyes, willing it to happen.
It did. With the head and ridge of his cock perfectly gliding against her G-spot with each stroke, combined with the way his body also hit her clit at the bottom of each thrust, it only took a few minutes for her to feel it start. She let out a cry, bouncing against him as her orgasm started, shuddering through her body, not harder than other climaxes she’d had but sweeter for the intimacy of it with Caph.
When he felt her begin to slow, he laid her back on the bed and grabbed her legs behind her knees, pressing them up against her chest. He cocooned her in his arms. “Look at me, Emi,” he whispered.
Forcing her eyes open, she stared up into his sweet green gaze. “I love you, babe,” he whispered.