Page 41 of The Hive

Lex didn’t slow his forceful thrusts but turned his gaze to the men, unashamed of the show we were putting on. “Report.”

“Ax got the codes and is initiating the launch sequence. I left the pilot tied up in a closet. Someone will find him eventually. We are plotting a course for Pharanax 8, like we originally planned, but once the tracking and security are disabled, we can head for Verden,” Shadow said, outlining the plan for his commander, ignoring the carnal display while he delivered his news.

“Good, they won’t expect that,” Lex replied, never breaking his rhythm.

His duty done, Shadow tracked the movement of Lex’s hands as they slid over my slippery skin, and I whimpered from the heat flaring in the dark depths of his eyes.

Clearing his throat, Grey muttered, “I should probably go.”

My heart sank, and a cold, sick feeling rose in my chest. “No, don’t leave. Please, I want you to stay.” I squirmed to get away from Lex, but he held me still and shared a look with Shadow, who shrugged and looked resigned.

“Fine, what’s one more?” Lex said in an angry growl. I didn’t think he was ready to give in completely to my wants, but it was enough for now. He carried me out of the spray to the bench that ran the length of the enormous shower and set me on his lap, my thighs stretched around his hips, and his shaft still buried inside me.

“Get cleaned up.” He directed the other two toward the steadily falling water. To me he said, “Take what you need.”

His hands rested on my hips, guiding my movements until I was confident. This angle reached a new depth, and I trembled at the sensation. Once a steady rhythm was established, the presence of the other men barely registered other than a pleasant knowledge they were watching. I felt drunk with pleasure surrounded by them.

Shadow wasted no time stripping out of his bloody gear and stepping into the deluge. Grey was more hesitant, but when he saw me rubbing my naked body all over Lex while we waited, he overcame his modesty.

In my near mindless state of arousal, the clean wet scent of Lex made my mouth water. I lapped up the glistening rivulets of moisture that still clung to his bare skin, moaning at the taste. His swollen length slid through my slippery folds, teasing a trickle of slick to coat him. I squirmed with impatience and hunger, grasping for that pinnacle of release I found with Lex’s guidance earlier.

The door swung open, and Ghost rushed in with a huge grin on his face. “This thing has tachyon sails! It’s so fucking fast. No one is ever going to catch us. I have it coasting in a gravitational wave toward Pharana…” His rushed words died in his throat as he saw my undulating body writhing on Lex’s lap, begging for his knot. “Oh.”

“Oh,” Lex mumbled against my shoulder, where his lips lingered. “Get cleaned up. I don’t want to smell blood or other alphas.” His voice was low and the vibrations of it rolled against my overly sensitive skin. Slick ran freely down my thighs, coating Lex’s thickening knot.

Ghost groaned at the sight, palming the growing bulge in his pants. “That reminds me, while I was looking for you, I found a nest. No idea why there would be a nest on this ship, but there is one, and a closet full of unused nesting material.” As he spoke, he kicked off his clothes and jumped under the water, shuffling Shadow and Grey, who grumbled at his enthusiasm. “I disabled the tracing, remote, and override protocols, so we should be good on autopilot for a while,” he said as he rinsed the flecks of blood from his snowy hair, setting everyone a little more at ease.

The heat had been steadily rising, the edge dampened by Lex’s thick cock but I didn’t think I could wait much longer. I mumbled, “Please,” against his skin, punctuating it with nips and whimpers.

“Where’s the closet?” Lex stood, holding me against him like I weighed nothing.

Ghost gave a short list of directions, and Lex moved to the door.

“It’s time.”

Chapter Forty

Saphyra

The halls blurred past until we came to a stop in a small room with tufted black velvet walls. The platform was soft and cushioned, surrounded by thick draperies that hung from a low ceiling. Lex opened a door adjoining the wardrobe packed solid with pillows, blankets, and furs. For the first time since the haze of my emergence began to descend, I wanted something more than cock. I was desperate to dive into that closet.

I squirmed until Lex put me down, and I scrambled to the shelves. The faintest hint of an omega and other alphas’ muted pheromones lingered behind the door, but dissipated as the air scrubber kicked on. The bedding was fresh and scent free. I grabbed more and more and placed it on the plush platform.

Walls hugged the sides of the nest. I built up a barrier of pillows around the edges and laid out blankets and furs as Lex stood naked and unashamed, observing my near frenetic preparation. By the time I was done, all three alphas were in the room, not a scrap of clothing between them, leaning against walls watching me. Grey stood in the door with a towel clinging to his lean waist, looking nervous.

The instant the nest felt right, I was gripped by a wave of need that crashed over me like an avalanche. Slick gushed down my thighs. A needy mewl wrenched from my lips. When I looked up, my sweet, gray-eyed handler was there to catch me. I nuzzled into his clean citrus scent. It was soft and comforting, not as all-consuming as the alphas, and it soothed me.

“Please, don’t leave me. I need you,” I moaned against his neck.

He glanced over his shoulder to where the others stood, barely restrained, but holding their position.

“Don’t worry, little one. I’m not going to leave you. Not ever.”

Knowing he would be there to see me through what was to come calmed my panic. My fingers skimmed the flatness of his belly to the cloth wrapped at his waist, and I unwound it from his hips. He let it fall away, and his thick shaft bobbed as it was released from the confines of the towel. I sat back to inspect him. He was lean, but strong. Nowhere near as big as the alphas, but so fucking gorgeous.

The need to taste him overwhelmed me. I took his hand, tugging him further into the nest and coaxing him down to recline. My lips explored the gentle hills and valleys of his flat stomach, down to the subtle V of his hips. His muscles weren’t as defined as the others, but it didn’t matter. His shaft was a beautiful alabaster and smooth as silk. When I wrapped my lips around him and took it into my throat, he grunted and I heard the other alphas snarl, but Lex’s calm command told them to “Hold.”

I luxuriated in the feel of Grey’s soft skin and his heavy breathing, but it was soon not enough to sate my hunger. My fingers slid along the base of his shaft, following my slippery lips as I bobbed faster. He swell and his muscles stiffened, but didn’t stop when he groaned and salty ropes of cum coated my tongue. Swallowing it down, greedy for more, I dragged my mouth from him and looked up his body. His gray eyes had gone dark like storm clouds as he watched me.

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