Dealers' Choice - Susan Hayes Page 0,30
fingers parted her folds, exposing her to him. Then his mouth was on her flesh, his tongue flicking across her swollen nub until she could hardly breathe.
Ward gripped her hips and latched onto her clit, sucking at her flesh as he hummed a sharp note that sent her spinning out of control. She came hard, her soft gasps the only sound in the room as she bucked against his mouth. He didn’t let up, drawing out her release and leaving her adrift in a sea of blissful, breathless pleasure.
She barely noticed when one of them gathered her into his arms. “Tink, return to normal gravity please. Slowly. No countdown.”
“Confirmed.” The AI replied, and a few seconds later their flight came to an end, leaving her snuggled in Victor’s embrace.
“I hope you’re not hungry right now, because dinner isn’t on my immediate agenda,” he said, already carrying her toward the largest of the bedrooms they’d seen.
“Food can wait. All I need is you.” She looked until she spotted Ward standing a few paces away, then held out her hand to him. “Both of you.”
Chapter Seven
One of these days, Vic would figure out how to stay in control when he was around Xori.
It wouldn’t be today. He’d held back for too long to want to rein his desires in anymore. Ward felt the same loss of control. He could tell, even though they hadn’t talked about it. It was obvious from the way he’d gone to her tonight, kissing her with the same all-consuming need that burned through him.
She was the one. He’d suspected it for months, but now? Now he was certain.
He laid her down on the bed, which was more than big enough for the three of them. Veth, she was beautiful. Her delicate stripes so dark they were almost black against her blue skin, her hair mussed and spread out beneath her, and her lips swollen with their kisses.
She reached for them in silent invitation, and he tore off his pants, kicking away his shoes and clothing in a frantic tangle in his eagerness to be with her again.
Ward beat him by half a second, claiming a place beside her head, and giving him a look that didn’t need translating. She’s yours this time.
He dropped to his knees on the bed, his weight making the mattress dip so her legs slipped down to touch his. He stared at her for a long, hungry moment, half tempted to take her then and there, driving her down into the mattress as he fucked her. Instead, he leaned back and met her eyes. This wasn’t his choice to make. “One at a time, or together?”
She pursed her lips in thought, then rose languidly, settling herself on her hands and knees, her head near Ward’s hip. “Together.”
That was all he needed to know. Without another word, he moved behind her, pressing the soft globes of her ass cheeks against his hips, his cock aching and ready.
He watched as his brother shifted over, his head falling back on a low groan when Xori took the tip of his cock into her mouth.
He waited one heartbeat, then another, giving the two of them their moment before he seated his cock at her entrance and slid himself inside.
He groaned, fighting the urge to thrust into her hard and fast. She was too tight for that, her inner walls squeezing around him with enough pressure to make him see stars. She moaned loudly, the sound muffled because she had Ward’s dick in her mouth. His brother had both hands in her hair, guiding and steadying her, his hips already rocking slowly.
He matched the pace, the two of them working like a team, claiming her together.
Xori spread her thighs wider, changing the angle of her hips so that his next thrust went deeper.
There was another moan, and Ward grinned. “Whatever you did, she likes it. Do it again, because when she moans, it’s good for me.”
He went deep again, and again, and soon he was hilt-deep inside her, the rhythmic slap of his body hitting hers punctuated by pants and moans as the three of them moved together. Harder. Faster. More. His control burned away in a firestorm of need.
She moaned and rocked between them, her soft sounds of passion the most beautiful thing he’d ever heard. He watched as she took his brother to the edge of his control, recognizing the way his expression changed as he lost himself to the sheer pleasure of the moment.
This was