Page 60 of Outnumbered

“Tell us, Ember, what’s something you like about us both?” Caleb asked as he climbed onto the bed on his knees and stroked himself while looking down at me.

“You’re handsome,” I said to Caleb. Turning my head to look at Riddick to my left I said, “You’re beautiful.”

“An okay answer,” Riddick said, leaned forward, and sucked my nipple into his mouth, making me arch up.

“What’s something you don’t like about us?” Caleb asked.

“You’re stubborn,” I said breathlessly as Riddick continued to suck and swirl his tongue around my nipple.

Caleb smiled, leaned forward, and put a single finger inside of me, stroking slowly.

Riddick leaned back, hard again and stroking himself. “What’s something we do that makes you feel good?”

“This feels pretty good,” I said.

Caleb removed his finger. “Answer properly or you lose your rewards.”

This was not what I had expected when they brought the rope out, but I still wanted to play along.

“When you hear my stomach growl and make me food without me asking, it feels good to know you are paying attention and care,” I answered.

“That was a good answer,” Caleb praised and slid two fingers inside of me, pumping faster than he had been before.

Riddick leaned down and gave me a long, deep kiss, our tongues dancing together.

“What’s something you wish we did more of?” Caleb asked as he continued to stroke me, but slowed just a bit.

I was about to orgasm, so close that I could hardly think. Riddick ended our kiss so I could answer, kissing along my upper chest. “Um, included me in more of the hybrid research.”

“What do you mean?” Riddick asked.

“I don’t know how you find the hybrids,” I explained and licked my lips.

“Okay,” Caleb said with a nod. He curled his fingers slightly and asked, “How close are you, Ember?”

“Really close,” I breathed.

He pulled his fingers out and Riddick stepped back as well.

“Last question and we’ll give you the orgasm you want,” Caleb promised.

“Okay,” I nodded and tugged on the rope on my wrists.

Caleb put a condom on, arched my hips up, and pressed the tip of his dick against my entrance. I tried to wiggle, but he held me still. “What’s the thing you’re scared of the most?”

My brows furrowed and I frowned. “What?”

Riddick pinched my nipple lightly. “You heard the question. What are you most terrified of?”

Caleb pressed in just a bit, stretching me open.

I didn’t want to say it. I didn’t want to admit it out loud to them.

Caleb started to pull back, but I said, “Fine!”

They both waited.

“I’m terrified of losing you, of being abandoned by you just like I’ve been dropped by two sets of parents. I’m scared this weird connection is the only thing keeping you here and that you don’t want to mate with me.”

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