by Susan Hayes
Toro sent him a single word via their internal comms, letting him know he was ready. A second later, Cyn moaned and stiffened, then relaxed again.
“That’s right,” Toro said, his tone as soft as Jaeger had ever heard it. “This is going to be good, Cyn. So long as we take it slow.”
“Slow might kill me, but he’s right.” Jaeger took hold of her hips, coaxing her back into a slow, rocking rhythm he knew she liked. Her moans grew louder, and soon she was moving between them in mindless pleasure.
“Oil is going to feel a little cool,” Toro said.
That got her attention. Cyn’s head snapped up, and she turned to look back at T. “You brought lube with you?”
Jaeger chuckled. “No. They stocked some massage oil in the bathroom samples along with the shampoos and soaps.”
“Oh. I missed that.”
“You were admiring the marble shower at the time,” Toro said.
“I was. I think I want one back home,” she said.
“We’ll make that happen. What our lady wants, she gets. Right, Jaeg?”
“Damn right.”
She laughed. It was a deep–throated chuckle that was as sensuous as it was joyful. The laugh morphed into a moan as Toro worked his fingers deeper, the pressure of his touch strong enough for Jaeger to feel against his cock. It was an unexpected but seductive sensation that made his balls tighten as ribbons of desire coiled deep in his gut.
The three of them continued their dance, learning the steps as they went until Toro paused and lifted his gaze to meet Jaeger’s. It was time.
Jaeger slipped his hand between them, pushing along sweat-slickened skin until he found her clit. Her hips bucked against his fingers then stilled as Toro pressed himself inside. Jaeger felt the invasion, the breathtaking tightness that overtook him as they both claimed her for their own.
Time stopped as the three of them adjusted, but then Cynder wriggled her hips experimentally, and both he and Toro groaned.
“If you do that again, I’m not going to be able to go slow,” Toro warned.
“I don’t want slow. I want this. Please.”
“As we’ve already discussed, what milady wants, she gets,” Jaeger said, and Toro grunted in agreement.
Cynder rocked her hips forward, taking Jaeger deeper and setting the pace for a new dance.
“You’re so tight right now,” T groaned, then rolled his hips, burying himself inside her.
They began to move together, finding their way into a give and take that felt like it could go on forever. Pleasure built upon pleasure until he lost himself in a sea of sensations. The sound of their breathing, the slick slap of skin on skin, the smell of sex, and the murmured whispers of passion all blended together into one perfect moment. The pace accelerated, her pussy clenching tight around his cock until he could barely breathe.
When she came, it was with their names on her lips. Every shudder and flex of her body milked their cocks, and within seconds, he joined her in orgasm. He was still in the throes of ecstasy when Toro threw back his head and roared.
Cynder dropped onto his chest with a satisfied moan, and Toro collapsed on top of her, pressing them both down into the mattress. It was a closeness he had never experienced before, all of them tangled together.
“Fraxx, that was amazing,” Toro muttered. “You still with us, Cyn?”
“Slightly shattered and a little squished, but I’m still here.”
“Sorry.” Toro moved, easing himself away from them both.
“Never be sorry for that. I’d rather be caught between the two of you than anywhere else in all the worlds.”
“That’s where we want you to be. Always.” Jaeger brushed a hand over her cheek, and she nuzzled into his chest. Somewhere in the background he heard the sound of running water and knew that Toro was cleaning up. They’d take care of Cynder, and then the three of them were going to rest before doing it all again. Tonight, and for the rest of their lives.
EPILOGUE
Last call was done, and the final few patrons were meandering their way to the door when Cynder finally called her night done. She claimed a chair at an empty table near the main bar with a tired groan and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bag she’d filled on her last patrol of the club. It had been a busy night. In the days since returning from her impromptu vacation, there had been a lot of busy nights.
The Pit had never re-opened after the night of Toro’s fight with the Torski. It turned out that the owner, Draxx, was working with the Drojo Cartel. He was letting them use his bar as a funnel for crimson, bringing it in disguised as inventory. Corp-Sec shut him down, and before she left Torex platform, she had successfully negotiated contracts with the best of his fighters, adding them to the Nova’s stable. The extra fighters meant more fights, more customers, and more income for the club.
“Luke. Hit me. I don’t care what it is as long as it’s cold and wet,” she called over to her brother. He was still behind the bar, helping the bartenders clean up.
“You got it.”
“Make that two, please.” Zura joined Cyn at the table, dropping into a chair with her usual grace. Her sister-in-law might only be half Pheran, but she had inherited the species’ cat-like grace along with their stunning blue coloring.
“Two Sun Sprite’s Delights, coming up.”
Zura’s silver eyes gleamed with pleasure as she blew a kiss to her husband. “Thank you.”
“I still can’t believe he named a cocktail after your ship instead of you,” Cyn muttered in mocking tones.
“He’s promised the next one will be named for me.” Zura leaned back in her chair and grinned at her. “My guys aren’t as naturally romantic as yours.”
Cyn reached up to touch her diamond earrings, then let her hand fall to the black gold choker chain that encircled her throat. “They’re spoiling me.” Her voice dropped to a confessional whisper. “I love it.”
“You deserve to be spoiled. I’m glad you gave yourself a chance to be happy.” She leaned in. “Have you heard anything more from Dr. Jefferies? She said she had something to tell you, but she wouldn’t tell me what it was. Was it good news?”
Cyn shrugged and set the popcorn down on the table. “It was more of an update. She’s still working on a way to undo what was done, but she is certain it’s reversible. She’s got a theory on why it was done, too.”
Zura’s nodded. “She mentioned that to me. She believes the corporations are worried about you and the other cyborg women passing your medi-bots on to your offspring.”
Of course, the doctor would have spoken to Zura about it. She carried medi-bots in her bloodstream, too. The only non-cyborg any of them knew about who did. It was another medical mystery Dr. Jefferies was working to solve.
“It never occurred to me, but it does make sense. It’s only a theory for now, though.”
“If she’s right, the corporations aren’t going to like it if I get pregnant. They can’t do to me what they did to you and the others.” Zura’s fingers drummed the tabletop, the sound loud enough to carry in the near silence of the club.
“You’re fretting again. I told you not to. We’re not going to let anything happen to you.” Luke arrived, set down their drinks, and then bent down to kiss the top of his wife’s head.
“They wouldn’t stand a snowball’s chance in a supernova of getting close to you. You’ve got three big, bad, cyborgs watching over you, little blue. If you ever make me an aunt, you know I wouldn’t let anyone or anything threaten my family.”
“Club’s empty, and the doors are locked. Where are you right now?” Toro asked.
She was still getting used to being connected to both Toro and Jaeger via internal channels. Jaeger and the doctor had figured it out without too much trouble, and they’d made the link only a few days ago. Being connected to her lovers had made her reconsider other choices, and as a result, she had activated the channel between her and her brothers. The time for standing alone was over.
&n
bsp; “We’re by the bar. Want a drink?”
“Of course, he wants a drink. It’s like you don’t know us at all, beautiful.” Jaeger wandered over from the direction of the gaming tables, wearing one of the new uniforms he had helped to develop. Things had changed for all of them in the last few weeks. Jaeger worked for the club now, overseeing the gaming tables and putting his gambling experience to work for them.
The first thing he had changed was the dress code. The dealers all wore tailored blue shirts with black vests, now. It made them stand out, and the more professional attire had set a new tone. Since the staff had started wearing them, there were fewer fights and disruptions in the gaming area. Profits were up, too. Jaeger’s experience, combined with his enhanced senses, were a match for even the most talented cheats.
“I got you covered, Jaeg.” Luke joined them, carrying a tray of drinks.
“Am I the only one still working?” Kit arrived next, looking around at all of them with amusement.
“You haven’t been working for the last ten minutes. You’ve been doing what you always do, oh fearless leader, you were standing off to the side, supervising everyone else.” She snapped off a sharp salute that ended with a decidedly unmilitary flourish and then turned to Jaeger. “Hey there, handsome. Care to be sexually harassed by your boss?”
“Always,” he leaned in and kissed her until her brothers groaned in protest.
“Must you do that in front of us?” Luke grumbled.
“Yes, he must. I even put it in his contract.”
“Tell me you didn’t really do that,” Kit said, frowning at the idea of his employees signing something like that.
“Oh yeah, she did. It’s in the fine print, but it’s there.” Jaeger winked and kissed her again before snagging a beer off the table.
“The fine print? You talking about our contracts?” Toro asked as he arrived. He was a full-time security officer now, though he still fought from time to time. So did she, but now they were both doing it for fun, not income.
“She put something in your contract, too?” Luke asked, but unlike Kit, he was smirking with obvious amusement.
“Yep.” Toro speared a hand into her hair, tugging her head. His kiss was hot enough to make her toes curl inside her combat boots.
“Do I want to know what it says?” Kit muttered.
“Probably not. They’re very special contracts for my guys and no one else.”
“Good. If you want to build a harem, do it on your own time.” Kit arched a brow at Jaeger and Toro. “You really let her lock you two into long-term contracts?”
“Yeah. It comes with a hell of a benefits package. Fancy new rooms, better pay, and the hottest boss on the Drift.” Jaeger took another pull on his beer then glanced over at Toro.
T nodded, and before she knew what was happening, they were both kneeling at her feet. The bar went completely silent as her employees, friends, and family materialized around them, all of them smiling. She caught sight of Royan, Zura’s brother, along with Dash, Mack, and even Alyson. Everyone she knew was gathered around, waiting.
“You know we’ve signed on with the Nova Club as employees. Now, we want to make you an offer of our own. We’re looking to lock you in forever, Cyn. With the most binding contract of all. Will you marry us?” Jaeger asked, looking up at her with love and a yearning that took her breath away.
“We want forever with you. Say yes,” Toro added. He handed Jaeger a box, who opened it before offering it to her.
The tears in her eyes made it hard to see, and she had to blink a couple of times before she could focus on what was inside the red velvet box. It was a square-cut black diamond, flanked by a pair of smaller, square-cut sapphires and set in a ring of white gold. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She reached for it, only to have Jaeger move the box back away from her.
“You’re supposed to say yes, first, then take the ring,” Jaeger prompted her in a dramatic whisper.
“Uh…oh!” She tore her eyes from the ring to find both men staring at her with love and anticipation. “Of course, the answer is yes! Yes, I’ll marry you. Yes, I want forever with you, too.”
The bar erupted into cheers and catcalls. Toro grasped her hands and tugged her off the chair into his lap, kissing her happily.
“You had me worried for a second, sugar.”
She threw her arms around him and held on tight. Toro was her rock. His love was a constant thing, guiding her through the dark moments and helping her stay on course. “I love you,” she whispered against his lips, ignoring the taste of her tears as they spilled down her cheeks to wet flavor their kiss.
“You were the only woman to ever see who I was and accept it. I’m glad we found you.”
Jaeger took the box from her hand and plucked the ring from it. He set it on her left hand and held tight until she was ready to let go of Toro. When she turned to him, he kissed her too, his mouth tender against hers, his thumb sweeping away the tracks of her tears from her face. Jaeg, the smooth talker who hid his darkness under a glossy veneer. He was the one who could always make her smile, even when he was weary from fighting his own battles.
“You are a miracle. Our miracle. The one woman in the galaxy who could make us both whole again and then encourage us to become so much more. I don’t know what the future will bring, but I will promise you this: whatever the corporations have done, no matter what happens or what we find out, we’ll face it together, like a family should. I love you, Cyn.”
More tears fell, but she didn’t care who saw them. Not this time. “I love you, too, Diceman. I always will.”
They were surrounded then, caught up in a flurry of hugs and back slaps and congratulations that continued until her head spun, and her heart was nearly overflowing with love and laughter.
She joined her men, wrapping an arm around them both. “So, when are we getting married?”
“How about right now?” Phyl asked, her voice carrying over the din.
“You can do that?” Toro asked, bemused.
“Sweetie, I can do a lot of things, and some of them are even legal. Yes, I can marry the three of you. You’ll have to be on my ship to do it, but I am a captain, and that’s one of the best perks of the job.”
Cynder released her men to hug Phyl, lifting her off her feet. “Yes please.”
Phyl grunted. “If you break my ribs, girl, you’re not getting married tonight. Put me down without snapping me in two then get your asses over to the Beacon. We’ll have you married in no time.”
Cynder grabbed Toro and Jaeger by the hands and made for the door of the bar. “Come on, guys. The last time I was on the Beacon, I was running away from you. This time, I’m going to vow never to go anywhere without you, ever again.”
The gathered in the cargo hold of Phyl’s ship a few minutes later. Everyone she knew was there. Even the ones not working that night. That was all she needed for her wedding day. She didn’t need a fancy dress or flowers or a party. Everything she needed was right here.
She looked around and saw her brothers hugging Zura and watching with smiles on their faces. Everything she ever wanted had finally come to her: friends, family, love, and a chance to live a full life. She was going to take what she had been given and run with it. She would enjoy every second, not just for herself, but for Dana, too, and all the others they’d lost in their dark journey to freedom.
As she spoke the words that would tie her to Toro and Jaeger for the rest of her life, she couldn’t stop smiling. She may not have believed in happily ever after, but it looked like she was getting one, anyway. In her heart, she knew her sister had some part in making all this happen. Dana had always been the one who believed in fairy tale endings.
Thanks, sis. Wherever you are, I hope you’re happy, too. With that thought, she finally found the strength to let go of the past. It was time to look ahead to the future, the one she would share with the men standing at her side.
The End
COMING S
OON
Wild Card
The Drift, Book Three
The game of love can change in a heartbeat when fate deals you a wild card.
Lieksa Kiv saw firsthand what the corporations did to their cyborg soldiers during the Resource Wars. Her job: repair their damaged cybernetic components and send them back into battle. When a stolen kiss reveals the truth about her charges, Lieksa sacrifices everything to protect the cyborgs’ secret, including a future with the men she’s fallen for.
Mack Darian and Dash Scudo aren’t soldiers anymore. Inspired by the kindness of the woman who saved their lives and touched their hearts, they are defenders, instead. As Corporate Security, they’re dedicated to protecting the citizens of The Drift from all threats, including each other.
When these three lives reconnect, the flames of passion burn white-hot. But before they can hope for a future together, they must contend with old secrets and present-day challenges threatening to tear their world apart.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Susan lives out on the Canadian west coast surrounded by open water, dear family, and good friends. She’s jumped out of perfectly good airplanes on purpose and accidently swum with sharks on the Great Barrier Reef.
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