“Just imagining the two of you, thrusting, writhing, covered in sweat.” She gasped out. Brandt slid two fingers deep into her gate and hooked them, finding her sweet spot and brushing the tips of his fingers over it. “Have you ever taken each other like that? Fucked each other?” Just saying it made her flush.
Ash stiffened and then relaxed. “Hmm. Well, a little back door play with you is one thing. But no, we haven’t. I don’t know if it’ll ever happen. Perhaps one day.”
He kissed down her belly, and she raised herself on her elbows to watch him join Brandt.
They moved in concert, pushing her knees up and apart so she was on her back again, her knees against her chest, open wide to them.
A shiver worked through her at being so exposed, at the hungry look on Brandt’s face as he lowered it to her cunt again.
And then Ash. Her every thought skittered away when suddenly two tongues licked at her. Fingers everywhere, pressing, playing, tickling. It was too much. So much it wasn’t quite enough, either, and she hung there, suspended on a wave of intense sensation. Immobile, breath held, desperate to come.
“Give it to me, Freka. I want your orgasm. Brandt and I want it on our faces.”
She wanted to arch, wanted to tighten her muscles, but she was held immobile in that position, open to their mouths and hands, and it was so good, so much. Her body didn’t quite know what to do.
And then it began to happen. Wisps of sensation gathering in her toes, at the top of her head, in her fingertips. Building, building, building, until she began to push back the panic.
Before she could process it or worry, it sucked her under, and she heard nothing, felt nothing but the roar of pleasure as her body flooded with endorphins.
Brandt looked down at her as he and Ash put her legs back against the bed. The light from the big windows lit her body, glowed against her pretty, pale skin, now flushed with orgasm.
Ash petted her, gentling those jumping muscles in her legs. Brandt watched, fascinated by the level of tenderness he’d never witnessed in Ash before Sera had stepped into their world.
Big hands, big man: Brandt had seen Ash wade into a group of brawling men and toss them aside as if they were nothing more than dolls. Ash was ferocious, feral, hard, arrogant, and fearsome, and yet he touched their woman like the precious gift she was.
Then again, it wasn’t as if Sera was so very fragile physically. Brandt loved to look at the lines of her body: the muscled thighs and hard calves, the flat belly, the upper arms defined by holding weapons and humping around heavy loads of ammunition and packs of supplies. Despite that, she emanated an effortless femininity. Not of a helpless sort, but it moved him nonetheless.
All his life, Brandt had dealt with women who needed help. Women like his sister and his mother. Women who needed taking care of, or more accurately, were bred to believe it was their right and station to be taken care of.
That Sera submitted to their care in a sexual and romantic sense meant so much more because she didn’t need to. She could make her own living. Had done for many years. Her independence spiced and enhanced their relationship, because topping her was a pleasure, a luxury in a sense.
He snorted inwardly as her blue eyes opened up and focused on him. No wonder he’d never found a woman he’d wanted to give himself to totally. None were this woman. None held her beauty and unique strengths and weaknesses. Because that was part of it, he knew, too. She had flaws, wounds, dark places within her, and he wanted to accept the flaws and wounds while filling her dark places with light.
“Your turn, Brandt.” Her lips curved up into a smile.
“It’s always my turn when I’m with you. You feed every part of me,” he whispered as he lay beside her.
She blinked quickly, but he saw the bloom of emotion in her eyes. Loved that about her.
“On top. I’m tired.”
She rolled her eyes but kissed him as she moved to straddle his hips. “You don’t want me to suck your cock?”
“There’s a lifetime for that. I want to be inside you.”
Balanced above him, she went up on her thighs, and everything inside him went still for long moments as she came back down, taking his cock into her cunt.
“Are you all right?” He stayed her with a hand on her thigh. It hadn’t been so very long ago he and Ash had fucked her at the same time. He’d forgotten. A lapse he felt ashamed of. Her wellness should always be his top priority.
“More than all right. You feel so good.” She looked down at him, reassuring him.
She planted her palms on his belly and slowly rode him, rose and fell over his body all the while he hungrily watched her fuck him.
Ash settled in next to them, hands behind his head. “It’s beautiful to see.”
Brandt knew what he meant. Watching her with Ash made him feel the same mixture of awe, sexual desire and love. He only hoped they never swamped her with too much. Two needy men with an insatiable appetite for her body might be too much at times. They’d have to be aware of it.
His climax approached, he knew. It’d lodged itself at the base of his spine, metallic in his mouth. It would happen when it wanted to. He was content to just be with her there.
Ash reached between them to stroke her clit, but she squeaked, grabbing his hand. “I can’t. You can make me come later. I promise,” she added when she saw his look.
A soft exhalation left Brandt’s lips, and he came, filling her. He caught a glimpse of her smile as her head fell back.
Chapter 30
Sera looked at herself in the large mirror as she adjusted her weapons belt. Professional. Strong. In charge. Still, a tiny glimmer inside her taunted her confidence. This was their world—Brandt’s and Ash’s—the world of the Ranking Families, and her place was subservient.
Not in the way she submitted to her men. Their world saw her as a lesser human being. They’d taken so much from her without a single qualm because of that perception. She’d dedicated her life to the Federation, and they still thought themselves above her.
She shook her head. That wasn’t a place she wanted to go just then. Or ever, for that matter. Ash and Brandt weren’t that way. She didn’t want them to feel she compared them to that.
Her subcommander’s pin shone on her shoulder. She’d earned it, and she would see this situation through to the very end, because it had to be done.
Bending, she placed a knife in the sheath at her ankle and smoothed her pants over it. Her rings glinted in the light, easing her tension a small amount.
As much as she longed to take out the people who’d betrayed the Federation and brought the deaths of those on the outposts, she did worry for Ash’s feelings. It couldn’t be avoided, so she’d do her job, eradicate the threat, and pick up the pieces when everything was over.
The two men were in the communication center when she found them shortly after she’d finished changing. She stood in the doorway, watching them both. She’d seen them in undercover mode and when they dealt with Yager, but this side of them was new.
Brandt communicated with a ground team of Federation troops who were moving into position to serve the arrest warrants on the Walker Family members. He spoke with command and precision. After their loving just minutes before, she’d replaited his hair, something she’d loved to do as he’d leaned back into her touch. There remained no softness about him just then, only power. The soldier on the other end obeyed him quickly and without question.
Ash spoke with the comandante, who seemed to be setting up a press conference for after the arrests. She shoved her urge to sneer and wince way beneath the surface, instead holding herself like the officer she was as she entered the view of the comm units.
Ash signed off and turned to her, taking her in from the toes of the shined black combat boots to the top of her head. She’d ruthlessly tamed her hair into obedience. It lay smooth and shining against her skull, but she knew from experience she only had a few hours before the curls would reassert themselves.
She touched her hand to her forehead, saluting him, and Ash snorted, returning it. “At ease, Subcommander. Are you completely armed? This may turn into a combat situation.”
Nodding shortly, she turned to show him the belt. “I’ve got hidden weapons, too. When do we go in?”
“I’ve contacted my father and called a Family meeting. Everyone should be gathered within the hour. As a bonus, Perry and Kira are here, and they’ll be in attendance.”
Sera managed to keep her commentary to herself, but Ash saw the slight roll of her eyes and laughed. “Like I said back in Nondal, petty works for you.”
“Stop it now.” She shook her head and wrestled her smile.
“News travels fast,” Ash murmured. “I’ve got an incoming comm from my mother. I’d wager it has to do with our afternoon activities. Well, the ones we did in public, anyway.”
Sera blushed and stepped out from the line of the comm unit.
“Hello, Mother. I’ll be seeing you shortly. What can I do for you?”
“Ash, is it true?”
“What?”
Sera looked to Brandt, who met her gaze and grinned.
“There’s a rumor circulating that Brandt has married his concubine!”
“I’m receiving a message on the other line from Father. I’ll be seeing you soon.” Ash cut the transmission.