The Stowaway (13 page)

Moulding herself to his body, she pulled his head down and took his mouth in a deep, desperate kiss that was savage and wild and nowhere near enough. She wanted more. She wanted to feel him inside her, thrusting into her and pushing her over the edge. She writhed and squirmed against him—hands tugging and wresting with his pants.

Somehow, Arek seemed to understand and took pity on them both. Pulling her back against him he slid his hands down her belly and under the waist of her pants, distracting her by caressing the lips of her pussy and stroking her with his long finger. Rachel’s head fell back against his broad shoulder and her hips thrust into the relief of his touch.

At the same time, Devlynn took the opportunity to strip off his pants and Rachel groaned when his cock sprang free and bobbed enthusiastically against his belly. A bead of pre-cum glistened at the tip, the full head shiny and hard, ready for action.

Rachel moaned, wanting it inside her. Now.

“Beautiful, isn’t he?” Arek whispered against her ear.

Rachel nodded, mesmerised by the thick cock in front of her. Devlynn grinned and started to pump his shaft, milking more pre-cum from the tiny slit. He ran his other hand up his chest and pinch at a nipple, allowing a moan to slip from his lips theatrically.

“Lie down on the couch.” Arek growled at Devlynn. “Now, before I spank your ass, you big tease.”

“Is that a threat or a promise?” Devlynn asked, sauntering over obediently but with a very provocative sway to his hips.

Rachel loved the sudden playful atmosphere Devlynn had brought to their lovemaking. She smiled and thrust into Arek’s hand still trapped in her pants.

“Behave,” Arek rumbled with a threatening tone that Rachel didn’t believe for a second. “As for your ass, Dev, I’ll definitely get to it later, but right now I want to watch Rachel suck your cock until you’re begging for mercy.”

Devlynn groaned as he lay down—his eyes molten with need as he settled back on the soft cushions.

Arek lowered his head to nuzzle against Rachel’s ear again. “Would you like that, Rachel? Would you like to wipe that silly grin off Dev’s face and make him beg for you? Suck his cock until he’s so rock hard he’ll be pounding up into you desperately when you finally ride him?”

“Oh, yeah!”

“First things first.” Arek took his hand out of her pants and slipped the fabric from her hips in one swift, confident move before guiding her to the couch.

“Wait,” Devlynn demanded, stroking his cock as he watched them. “You too.”

For a second, everything stood still as they waited to see if Arek would comply. Rachel had noticed Arek liked being in charge and giving orders—even in the bedroom. Today was the first time Rachel had ever really heard Devlynn make a demand of their lover. She turned to watch Arek, hoping he would follow along. He needed to be able to let go sometimes—to allow them all some give and take if they were to rub along together well for the long haul…so to speak.

Without a word, Arek stepped back and kicked off his pants. The action left him gloriously naked—his cock just as hard and glistening with pre-cum as Devlynn’s was.

“Happy?” Arek asked, arching an eyebrow and holding out his arms as if for inspection.

“Very,” Rachel replied without thinking.

Devlynn stifled a snort of laughter behind her and Rachel felt her cheeks heat at how wanton she sounded.

Suddenly, Arek was pulling her into his arms—kissing her long and hard and chasing away any embarrassment.

“Mmm…I think someone needs to learn some manners. What do you think, Rachel? Shall we go deal with our lover?” Arek asked when he finally broke the kiss.

Rachel turned her head to see Devlynn lying back, still stroking his cock in long, lazy pulls.

“Yes, please.” She couldn’t get enough brain cells working now to feel ashamed for the lusty tone of her voice—she was completely mesmerised by the way Devlynn was working himself, preparing his cock for her, and the feel of Arek’s hot, hard body pressing into her from behind. She wanted them both so much right now there wasn’t room for anything else.

Arek shepherded her to the couch in a daze as she continued to watch Devlynn masturbate.

“Okay, hotshot. Enough. Rachel, why don’t you show our boy what you’ve got?” With gentle pressure on her shoulders he encouraged her to climb between Devlynn’s legs. “Take him in your mouth. I want to see you together. I want to see how good he tastes, how much you want him just by the expression on your face.”

Rachel didn’t need any encouragement. Leaning forward she took the head of Devlynn’s leaking cock into her mouth and caressed it with her lips and her tongue. The sharp tang of his pre-cum exploded over her taste buds, driving her on to take more of his cock in and suck harder—hoping to get more of the delicious drops. Soon she was taking the full length of his shaft into her mouth and moaning around it, her lips spread wide as he delivered teasing tastes of his essence to her tongue.

Still working Devlynn’s shaft, Rachel felt the couch cushions dip behind her as Arek shifted into position at her back. Thick fingers parted her folds and she thrust into them—desperately wanting to be filled as she sucked and licked at Devlynn’s cock.

“Easy. I’ve got you,” Arek’s whispered—but the low, rough sound of his voice only made her more determined to get his cock inside her. Now, damn it!

Arek chuckled, apparently sensing her need and frustration. Thankfully, he didn’t seem inclined to torture her. The head of his cock probed at her entrance, testing the slippery opening and mixing her natural lubricant with his pre-cum to ease his way. After a few shallow thrusts, Arek pushed into her in one long slide, sheathing himself balls deep as she cried out in bliss around Devlynn’s shaft.

Devlynn thrust up into her mouth—apparently delighted by the vibrations around his cock. On and on they all moved together, somehow finding the perfect rhythm without any words or guidance other than the lust and desire building to explosive proportions between them.

Arek’s thumb circled the tight pucker of her ass, very gently teasing the entrance—almost begging for admittance—and Rachel went wild. Her orgasm hit her like a binary system going supernova. Lights and a dazzling array of colours exploded behind her eyes as she pulled away from Devlynn and screamed her orgasm to the ceiling plates above them.

In the distance, she heard Arek grunt and Devlynn gasp. Forcing her eyes open, she saw Devlynn staring up at her, looking almost pained and desperate for relief.

“Don’t you dare come,” she heard Arek growl behind her as Devlynn whimpered and his back arched up off the couch—fucking the air, his cock blindly searching for the haven of her warm mouth again.

Devlynn reached down and squeezed his cock and balls hard. “Fuck!”

“Good boy.”

Slowly and carefully, Arek removed his still hard cock from her sheath—somehow having managed to hold back his orgasm, even as Rachel splintered into a million pieces around him.

She was just about to ask him why he’d stopped—what the hell was wrong—when she felt a warm, wet tongue caress over the pucker of her ass.

“Oh!”

Arek chuckled. “You like?” Without waiting to hear her reply he did it again.

“Ah! Don’t… Oh! Don’t stop! Oh, gods! Please, don’t stop!”

Arek chuckled again then went to work—licking and teasing her hole.

“Oh, gods! Arek! Enough! Now! I—”

“Scoot up,” Arek said as he gave her ass an encouraging push in the right direction with his broad hands.

With a little help, Rachel soon found herself straddling Devlynn’s hips—poised over his cock. Never having been slow on the uptake in her life Rachel circled her hand around the length of his cock to steady it as she slowly lowered herself over the rigid shaft.

Devlynn—completely lost in passion—thrust up into her. Leaning forward, she took his lips, kissing him back to focus and hoping that Arek would see her ass so blatantly displayed as an open invitation.

Gods bless him, Arek didn’t waste a moment. Rachel felt the cool, slick touch of lube, which Arek had retrieved from who knew where, circling her hole, then thick fingers pushed inside and gradually scissored her open—preparing her for his cock.

Rachel gasped at the intrusion, but then Devlynn’s lips closed over her right nipple, suckling insistently and easing the burn by driving her insane with lust.

“Oh, fuck! Oh! Now, Arek! Now! Please! I—”

Arek’s cock nudged at her hole once, twice, then he was thrusting in and everything seemed to happen at once. Riding over Devlynn’s cock, pushing back into Arek’s, Rachel lost all sense of time and space. There was only the three of them moving together. Loving each other.

She ground and thrust and cried out in bliss, thrilling to the intense feeling of being filled and held by both men at once. Feeling their cocks rubbing across one another with only the thin barrier of her body between them. She felt powerful and wanton and…cherished.

And then the most amazing orgasm of her life overtook her. All extraneous sounds, colours and movements ceased. There was only Arek’s rapturous cry behind her as he pumped spurt after spurt of cum into her ass and Devlynn’s shout of ecstasy as he buried himself inside her and shot his load deep into her pussy. The pure bliss and excitement of having two cocks exploding inside her at the same time pushed Rachel’s pleasure to unimaginable heights. And it went on and on, until finally their bodies gave out and they collapsed together in an exhausted, deeply satisfied heap.

As the universe slowly settled back down into some semblance of normal, Rachel nuzzled her head against Devlynn’s chest, loving the warm, heavy weight of Arek at her back. She’d been a complete idiot. Not so much because she’d worried Arek and Devlynn wouldn’t have room in their hearts for her. She’d have been a fool not to at least consider that their hearts were already full and sealed tightly to one another, especially after seeing the way they looked at each other as they made love. No, she’d been an idiot to pretend she’d ever had a chance to walk away. Somewhere along the line she’d fallen completely in love with the pair, and she’d never, ever be the same again. She was just lucky they loved her back and that somehow, miraculously, they’d made room for her, sealed right alongside their love for each other.

Truly, there was no greater miracle than that.

Rachel stood by the viewport in the cockpit, but for once she didn’t really see the glorious expanse of stars in front of her. Lost in thought, she wrapped her arms around herself.

Man, this was hard. She wasn’t sure she could go through with it.

Just as she was about to dismiss the whole idea as a bad joke, Devlynn’s arms circled her waist—his warmth blanketing her from behind as his arms stole around her middle and his unique, spicy scent enveloped her senses.

“You ready to do this?”

Rachel snorted. “No.”

Devlynn chuckled behind her, sending waves of pleasure racing up and down her spine as the rich, deep sound vibrated through her. “Come on, you’ve faced down solar storms, outrun pirates and survived deadly maelstroms. You even figured out a way to save our tardy asses and get us to Nareen on time. You can do this.”

“You obviously haven’t met my mother.”

“No. But I’d like to.”

Rachel tilted her head to stare up at him in surprise. “Really?”

“Sure. She must be a pretty amazing woman to have got you out into the world.”

“Not by choice.” Rachel turned back to stare out of the viewport again. “She’s going to be so angry and disappointed.”

“You don’t know that. Give her a chance. She might surprise you.” Devlynn gave her a little squeeze. “Promise I’ll hold your hand.”

Rachel knew he was trying to lighten the mood and make her feel better, but under it all she could hear he meant every word. Both Devlynn and Arek would stand by her. She knew that now. They were a team, and nothing and nobody was going to break them up.

Sure they still had a lot of things to sort out between the three of them. Rachel still hated that Arek didn’t seem capable of picking up after himself. And Devlynn was no Aenjel either. His wicked sense of humour and fun-loving nature often got him in trouble. There was a lot of talking, fighting and hopefully some heavy-duty make up sessions for them to go through yet. And of course, there was still the pesky little problem of a pirate syndicate out to smear her men across several sectors. But they’d deal with it all. And hopefully have one hell of a time doing it. She loved them. And she knew that they loved her too.

In a small, newly installed clear flexisteel tank to the left, a squeak drew her attention—breaking into her deep thoughts. They’d finally caught the mowc, but no one had known what to do with it. So Devlynn had rigged up a cage for it, complete with exercise wheel. It was currently spinning madly under eight little blue feet running at full speed.

“You know, I’m not a huge fan of your little pet, Devlynn.”

Devlynn’s chuckle was definitely wicked. “Neither is Arek.”

Rachel glanced up to see Devlynn’s grinning—the cheeky look on his face drawing an answering smile from her, even though only moments before she’d never thought she’d be capable of it.

“Besides, I’m really very fond of him,” Devlynn continued, nuzzling into the side of her neck. “If it wasn’t for Arthur you might never have fallen into our lives.”