Page 16 of Breaking Into Love

Chapter Nine

Tor laid me on the bed while Webb rummaged in a drawer and pulled out a tube of clear liquid.

“I’ve been waiting to taste this for myself,” Tor said just before he spread my legs with his shoulders and put his mouth on my clit. I fisted the sheets in my hands and arched my hips up to meet his lips.

I glanced up, and the view was just as sexy as watching Tor’s head between my thighs. Webb opened the vial and poured the fluid along his shaft then set it aside and used his hand to rub it along his cock and over the head. I realized I wanted to feel what Tor was about to. I wanted to be sandwiched between the two of them, taking one of them in my ass.

Tor ate hungrily at my pussy, throwing me into an immediate orgasm then pushing me ever higher. I closed my eyes at one point and possibly blacked out for a few minutes. My entire body was alive, every nerve wide awake and screaming for more. Noises came from my mouth, but they were incoherent even to me.

Tor growled as he rose over me, gliding up my body until his cock lodged at my entrance. He didn’t pause, just kept moving, shoving his cock deep, his hands planted firmly beside my head. His slid his arms down one at a time and hooked my knees in his elbows, lifting and spreading me wider for him. He eased back then slammed hard back inside, making me cry out at the pure pleasure of it.

Webb watched us with a hooded gaze, his cheeks darkening as his desire grew. He palmed his cock, working the shaft while Tor fucked me.

I came, and Tor paused, his jaw tightening as he gritted his teeth together. I gathered he was trying to hold off his own orgasm. While I came down and Tor gained control, Webb moved behind him on the bed. His fingers disappear and Tor closed his eyes with a groan, moving his hips back toward Webb.

“It’s going to feel so good,” Webb whispered at Tor’s ear.

Tor’s expression changed the moment Webb entered him. Pure ecstasy. I wondered if that was what my expression looked like to them. I was suddenly close to another orgasm. I reached for Tor and pulled him back down to me, swallowing his groans with my mouth as our tongues met and mated.

We found a rhythm. Tor would thrust into me, and Webb would follow him then they’d both ease back. Webb guided the pace. Tor only went as fast as Webb did, and I was on fire for more.

“More,” I pleaded, undulating beneath them.

Webb leaned over Tor’s back so they were both right there above me. He reached between Tor and me and rubbed hard circles over my clit. Tor grunted, his cock picking up speed as he drove me deeper into the bed. Webb growled and bit down on the bulging muscle at the base of Tor’s neck.

I lost myself then. I didn’t note Tor’s pleasure or Webb’s, instead becoming immersed in my own. It raced through me, filling every inch of my body and locking down my muscles as I came and came and came. I heard Tor cry out and warmth filled me just as Webb yelled.

They both collapsed on me, and I didn’t care. I floated somewhere above us, and I wasn’t sure I’d come back down, wasn’t sure I wanted to. I must have passed out. They had that effect on me. I came around with Tor shaking my shoulders and whispering my name.

“Yes,” I mumbled, brushing my hair out of my face and glancing up at him. He was back in uniform, and somehow, it made me feel cut off from him.

“Liege Commander Diamato is asking for you on the comm screen in the command center.”

“Oh,” I said, pushing myself up and moving out of the bed. I frantically glanced around for clothes as the fact I’d cracked the code surged back to my thoughts.

“Here,” Tor held out something to me, and I tossed it on without thought before striding down the hall to join Webb in the command room, Tor on my heels.

“Commander,” I said as I entered the room. His face filled the screen in front of me. He was at his desk, and both his eyebrows lifted at my appearance. I belatedly tumbled my hair behind my back and tried to look professional.

“Officer,” Liege Commander Diamato replied. “I hear you have news for me on the code you’ve been working on.”

“Yes.” I nodded eagerly, stepping forward. “We couldn’t decipher it because it’s an old code we haven’t used in decades. It’s a distress signal, sir. Someone’s been asking us for help.”

“And you’re sure about that?” He sat forward, elbows on the desk, palms together, fingers clasped.

“Yes. They’re using an old communication technique called Morse code. I wasn’t familiar with it, or I’d have figured it out sooner.”

“It’s not something we use,” the Commander stated, and I knew he was trying to figure out who was sending the message. “You’ll be dropped at an Enforcer-run outpost tomorrow afternoon, Officer Vectors. I’ll meet you there as quickly as I can and see about getting you returned home.” His gaze flicked over me, making me wonder how much of me he could see. I’d only ever spoken to him while on my handheld which limited the picture.

I stepped back and ran into the solid wall of Webb. His hand dropped to cup my hip, and I relaxed into him.

“Enforcers Dayes and Xantor, there’s been a change in mission. You’ll receive your orders when you drop off Officer Vectors.”

The Commander dropped the connection, and the screen went blank, dismissing all of us.

“You look ravishing,” Webb said, tugging softly at my hair.

I was wearing nothing but Tor’s shirt, my hair a disheveled mess around my face. I noticed Webb was in his uniform, as well.

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