Page 75 of Dark Space
Vesper frowned at the remains of the box. ‘Lucky they fit,’ he muttered, then his frown deepened. ‘Anna, there’sonly ten condoms in this box.’ He looked up. ‘There’sthreeof us. I’m going to have to get more, aren’t I?’
‘Vesper, there’s onlyoneof me. Unless you’re using them with each other, if you think you’re going to need more than tentonight, you have another thing com –’ I shrieked as Callan swept me up into his arms, stealing the sound with a kiss. He turned me around and settled me in his lap, growling against my neck as he spread my knees.
Alcide ran his hands up my thighs, then touched his fingers to where I was wet and swollen. He seized my mouth in a passionate kiss, dipping the tip of his finger inside me. It was the first time he’d done that, and I arched my back in response, moaning as he worked his way in. Callan reached down and pressed lightly on my clit, making small circles with his fingertips as Alcide withdrew and gently added another finger. I could feel the stretch and I whimpered slightly, my hands finding Callan’s biceps and my nails digging into his skin.
‘Make her come, Cal,’ Vesper said sharply.
I cried out as Vesper fixed me with his glowing gaze and Callan’s mouth dropped back down to my neck, his breath hot on my skin, his lips a searing caress. I stared at Vesper as Callancircled my clit and Alcide stretched me, pumping his fingers slowly.
‘Come, little lodestar,’ Vesper purred, and I did, falling apart with a whine as Callan took my earlobe between his teeth and gently nipped.
‘Dread gods,’ Alcide breathed as my core gripped his fingers. ‘Anna.’
I collapsed back against Callan, boneless.
When my internal muscles would let him go, Alcide withdrew, licking his fingers with evident pleasure. Callan sank back on the bed and took me with him, arranging me on my side, my back against his broad chest, the column of his hard cock pressing against my ass. Alcide settled before me, throwing an arm over both of us, showering kisses on my cheeks.
‘Perfect,’ he breathed. ‘You’re perfect, Anna-love.’
I hooked my knee over his hip and drew him closer, taking his face in my hands as his cock nudged against my entrance.
It still hurt when he worked his way inside, even after two orgasms. Alcide went slowly, carefully, stopping when I cried out; a hand stroked my hair. When the stretch became too much, Callan reached between my legs and toyed with me, bringing me to the edge again, and my body did the rest, taking Alcide’s length inside greedily as I throbbed around him. His ridges rippled in answer, pulsing against my internal walls in a flowing wave that had me shuddering with pleasure at the relentless sensation. Alcide groaned as he bottomed out, resting his forehead against mine, then began to move in small, gentle thrusts. Pleasure spread from my core with his every movement, with every fluttering ripple of his ridged scales; I threw my head back, panting, sure that I could take no more.
‘So beautiful, Anna,’ Vesper crooned, and I realised it had been his hand stroking my hair all along. ‘You look so beautiful with Alcide buried inside you, so lovely stretched around his cock.’ Hetrailed a finger down my cheek and around my lips. ‘One more time, lodestar. Come one more time, then you can rest.’
‘Vesper, I can’t –’
‘Of course you can,’ he purred, and Alcide changed his angle, and a moment later I was crying out incoherently as the scales reaching up his stomach rippled against my clit and my climax crashed through my body. My core gripped Alcide, who groaned, thickened inside me, and followed me over, thrusting deeply as he came.
He took my face in his hands and kissed me while Vesper continued to stroke my hair and Callan buried his face in the back of my neck.
‘Love you,’ I croaked to no one in particular, and fell asleep.
When I woke up,I was … warm.
I was never warm when I woke up.
I was comfortable, too, even though one of my arms had gone dead. My nose was full of a delicious mix of scents – spring and spice and woodsmoke and sex – and an arm was heavy on my waist.
I opened my eyes. The ship was still in the night cycle, but its artificial morning was beginning.
Anna was lying in front of me, her head pillowed on my bicep. Her lashes fluttered as she dreamed.
I inhaled.
She was so fucking beautiful, with her lips curving slightly, her breath fanning my skin. Watching her put herself – put her body – in our hands had made my heart hurt; she trusted us to giveher pleasure, trusted us to keep her safe, even after everything I’d done.
I will never betray your trust, I vowed silently.Never again.
She stirred, as if she’d heard the words. ‘Callan,’ she sighed softly, smiling.
‘Anna,’ I whispered.
She inched forward and brushed her lips over mine, her eyes still closed. ‘I dreamed of you.’
‘Of me?’
She gave a slight nod. ‘It’s not the first time.’ She kissed me again. ‘They’re very good dreams.’
