by Dawn Ryder
“Neither will I.” Blade swung his rifle off his shoulder as Noel swallowed roughly. There was one thing she’d already got real straight in her head—these guys didn’t talk trash. They were the type who backed up their words. Her clit burned even hotter as Blade set his rifle aside. There was another thing she’d come to understand about this time period—there was no concept of procrastination. The three men didn’t put their weapons down as some kind of intimidation method to get her to verbally agree. They intended to make good on their word—immediately.
Man…oh…man!
This coma was getting wilder by the second. Some nurse must have added morphine to her IV fluids. Thorn suddenly chuckled and the sound drew her attention back to him. His arms were folded over his chest, making the man look even bigger and more menacing than he already was. Some emotion danced through his eyes as his lips lifted. “You look a little flushed, Noel. Still sure you aren’t interested?”
His arrogance eroded the hunger growing in her pussy. Right then, Noel felt so alone that it hurt. Thorn lost his amused expression as she looked at each man and searched for any indication that they remembered she was anything more than a pussy to fuck. Thorn moved towards her and Noel fell back as the need to clutch at her individuality filled her. Fucking wasn’t enough. Sex could never be the sole thread that held any relationship together.
“Noel?” Hunter and Blade were poised behind Thorn and they looked like they were ready to spring on her. Anger filled her as Noel looked at the three males all planning on playing with her body.
“No.” Noel said the word firmly but almost quietly. She wasn’t going to dissolve into a shrieking maiden.
“Why not?” Thorn’s cheek twitched and she stared at the little telltale sign of his frustration. Knowing he was wrestling with his temper restored her balance, as Noel shot a hard look at both Hunter and Blade before she returned her full attention back to Thorn.
“Because relationships are about more than sex.” She watched her comment sink in before continuing. “You told me you wanted to learn to be human again. Well, there is this thing called courtship and it happens before the sex.” All right, so sometimes the sex was mixed up in the courting but she figured keeping the topic away from ménages was a good thing, considering her clit bar moved every time she did, and it was effectively eating away at her resistance. What was pride compared to having three prime men dedicated to your enjoyment? They would make her come over and over and… Oh, shut up!
“You do things together and build trust and…um…and…”
“What?” Thorn lifted a hand and brushed her nipple. Noel gasped as she looked down and saw that it was showing right through her top because it was as hard as a pebble. “Ignore the obvious? Healthy adults become sexually aroused when in close quarters. That is a fact. One of the main reasons females were not bred for the fighting ranks is they are too distracting to men in the field.” Thorn’s hand moved right down her torso and over her arm as she listened to his hard voice. He clasped his hand around her wrist before she recognized how close she was to being overpowered. A swift jerk and she tumbled right into his chest, the warm scent of his skin invading her senses and threatening her resolve to not follow her impulses. “Mission objectives become distorted as the need to procreate floods the brain with hormones. Distractions in the field are fatal.”
“But that reduces us to animals in heat.” Noel didn’t like how frail her own voice sounded. Like her feelings were hurt or…something. She lifted a hand and traced his lower lip with one fingertip. “There is a difference between sex and making love, Thorn. If that’s what you want to learn, you will have to wait until I’m ready.”
Chapter Seven
Ready?
Holy hell!
Where had she gotten the notion to lay down a promise like that? Oh yeah, it was being interpreted as a solemn oath too. All three men had given her their official male grunts of approval before changing the subject.
But what really kept her mind running in circles was the soft throb of arousal centered right in her clit. It wasn’t going away. It just lingered and her clit bar stirred it up each time she moved. Sex had never been a focal point in her life and Noel decided that she really had been better off not knowing, firsthand, what a hunk like Thorn felt like. Her body was insatiable now that she knew exactly how good it felt to have him handling her, pressing her body down under the weight of his as he—
Noel!
She glared at the screen in front of her and tried to get her brain to engage. She was in the middle of her placement assessment. Flunking the test because she was too busy thinking about ménage à trois was really lame. Besides, that would just land her in the full-time role of sex toy with her recent run of luck.
She shivered at that idea. Thorn would play with her too…just like a favorite toy. Sure, her pride hated that idea but her pussy began to quiver as she considered the way Thorn touched her. Like a fine work of glass at first, and then as passion took over, like the handlebars of a sleek motorcycle that he was determined to ride.
“Couples in your time were known for their sexual exploration.”
The little computer went flying off the counter and rolled across the floor. Noel stared at the tiny cylinder that used blue light to create a keyboard and monitor but could be packed into a shirt pocket. Thorn grinned at her as he picked up the terminal and sat it on a shelf behind him. “In fact, in your country sexual taboos were being challenged in film and music.”
“So I should just be happy to fuck like a bunny?”
“You were last night.” His eyes flickered with heat as his gaze slid down to her chest. Her damn nipples tingled as they drew into hard points that lifted her top up. A grin curved his lips in response as Noel groaned. Thorn raised his eyes to hers and shot her a hard look.
“No couple gets to choose their meeting, Noel. Would you rather we were an arranged match? Or maybe high-school sweethearts? Maybe a friend set up us on what you call the blind date.” He flattened his hands on top of the table on either side of her and leaned closer. “How about a bar, some place that served beer and singles mingled looking for a sex partner.”
“Boy, you sure do know how to do your research. Do you even know what a beer is?”
His breath hit her ear and she clamped her thighs together out of reflex. The action jiggled her clit bar, making her shiver as sweet delight shot up into her pussy.
“No, but I do know that I can’t get to know you if I do not understand the world you were living in two days ago.” His voice sounded tired, and Noel looked up to see him studying her. But it wasn’t like a scientist as she’d been labeling it. He was just a guy trying to break the ice. That wasn’t something that was unique to any time period, it was simply human nature. “Besides, wouldn’t you be upset if I didn’t bother to learn anything about you except how you like to be stroked?”
Her eyes connected with his as she gasped. Oh, it was so bloody unfair that he was able to hit the nail right on the head! But a warm feeling washed through her heart in response too. The last guy she’d dated really had been more interested in sex than her. Thorn was looking at her mouth and that warmth spread down her body. Noel just enjoyed it this time because it was so completely intense. A girl might expect that sort of thing from a really good kiss, but Thorn wasn’t even touching her yet. Still, her nipples tingled as they drew tighter and she noticed that her shirt felt really rough against their hard tips. She noticed the scent of his skin and it sparked arousal in her belly that quickly spread into her pussy. That was another weird thing, a week ago she would have cheerfully named off three colognes that she liked on her men, and right then Thorn smelled better and sexier just being himself. She wanted to let her thighs relax and spread open to tease him with the scent from her own body.
Thorn lifted a hand and stroked one hard nipple through her top. “But I admit that I am enjoying learning about how you like being touched.” His thumb brushed her nipple and her breat
h caught as sensation shot down her spine into her clit. “I think I could study the subject for years.”
Thorn lifted his eyes from her nipple and caught her chin in his hand. Noel shivered as she looked at the flicker of heat dancing in his eyes. Hunger drew his face taut as he considered her. “Our union partners will only add to the pleasure.”
He didn’t give her a chance to respond to his statement. His mouth pressed down on hers with a hard kiss as his arm closed around her body and clasped her against his hard one. His cock was rock-hard and it made her ache. The details of their relationship didn’t mean a whole lot as passion flared up and Thorn thrust his tongue deep into her mouth. Her hands slid up his chest to his head to hold him in position as she sent her tongue to mingle with his. Stroke and slide against his.
Thorn groaned low and deep in his chest. His hands roamed over her hips as they continued their kiss until she felt his bare fingers brush her skin at her waist. He curled his fingers around the bottom of her shirt and broke off their kiss as he yanked the thing off her body. He tossed it over his shoulder as his eyes settled on her bare breasts.
“Much better.” His voice was thick with male approval as he reached for her hips and grasped them with his large hands. He lifted her off her feet and sat her on the desk as he bent and licked one hard nipple. Noel jerked in response and he chuckled. Raising his eyes back to hers, he slid his hands up her bare torso to cup each breast. “If our union partners were here, I would have Blade hold your hands behind you so that your spine would arch and offer up your nipples for me.”
A gasp escaped her lips as she imagined the picture she would make. Thorn watched the excitement flare across her eyes as his thumbs brushed her nipples. “Maybe you’re just waiting for me to insist on it.”
“Um, no.” She stumbled over her words as Thorn released her breasts and slid his hands down her body. She shivered in anticipation of just how low he would reach and her clit pulsed with need as his hands smoothed over her thighs down to her knees. He cupped each knee and pushed her thighs apart. Noel pressed her own hands onto the desk to keep her balance as Thorn spread her legs, and her little excuse for a skirt flipped up to barely cover her slit. Her excuse for panties wasn’t going to stop the man either.
“God, your pussy smells good.”
Noel groaned because she shouldn’t have been so turned on by dirty talk and yet she was. Thorn still held each knee and now that her legs were spread wide he slid those hard hands up her bare thighs, kneading her muscles as he went.
“When our union partners join us, one can lick your nipples while I lap your slit.” Thorn held her down when she would have jumped and snapped her legs closed. He chuckled at the look on her face before pressing a hard kiss onto her mouth as his hands held her thighs open. His thumbs gently touched her clit bar and a moan broke through their kiss. Thorn lifted his mouth away from hers as he slowly worked the little bar piercing her clit. The little triangle of lace covering her pussy didn’t interfere, he just slid his fingers under it. Her hips jerked with tiny motions as tension tightened under the little bar. The need to climax began to twist through her as she reached for Thorn and held on to his shoulders.
“All you have to do is say yes.” His fingers stopped and she moaned as need tore through her pussy. She could actually feel the brush of air against her slit because it was so wet with her own juices. Frustration erupted inside her as she recognized what Thorn was doing. The bastard was using her own body against her.
“Jerk!” Her hands balled into fists as he held her thighs wide but didn’t touch her clit bar. She hit his hard chest as her pussy twisted with need and her clit begged for just one more jiggle on her bar. “Damn arrogant jerk!”
“Want to come, Noel?” He dipped his head down next to her ear as his thumbs moved her clit bar once more. Her hips jerked as she moaned with delight but he only jiggled it one time.
“Yes!” She hit him again with her demand.
“Too bad. We have company and you said you weren’t interested in our union partners. You’ll have to change your mind or do without.”
She was free a second later. Thorn picked her shirt up and tossed it at her chest as she blinked her eyes and tried to figure out what to do. She was so close to climax but the door flashed, announcing Blade and Hunter. She had time to do only one thing—put her shirt on or jiggle her clit bar and relieve her sexual tension. She cussed as she snapped her legs closed and struggled into her shirt. She growled as the fabric moved against her hard nipples and more sensation shot into her clit. The level of arousal was a torment if Thorn didn’t finish off what he’d started.
But that was exactly what the jerk had planned. Noel glared at him but the look on his face froze her. Hunger blazed in his eyes and a warning flickered there too. She could see him battling to control his own urges, and the battle was wearing on his strength right at that moment. A little twist of fear went through her as she recognized how simple it would be for him to take her. Capture her body and pin her beneath him as he rutted. She gasped as that idea made her shiver. A part of her liked that dark idea a little too much.
The thing that took her breath away was more than a dark image of Thorn holding her down and giving her body the rough fucking it currently craved. She was also mesmerized by the idea that she could drive him to that depth of emotion. That bit of knowledge balanced their relationship in a way that no conversation could have. Noel felt her confidence swell with the knowledge that she wielded control between them just as much as he did.
Sometimes, believing in yourself was the most empowering thing you could ever experience.
Reaching up, Noel stroked the outline of Thorn’s hard cock through his uniform pants. He hissed as his body flexed away from her and the door slid open. His eyes closed to slits as Noel raised an eyebrow at him. “Games are best played by both sides.”
Thorn offered her a grin. “As long as it’s winner take all.”
Anticipation twisted through her as Blade moved into the room and tried to understand the conversation. Noel didn’t take her gaze off Thorn as she pushed her breasts out just a tiny amount and his eyes flickered down to her hard nipples for just a second before he jerked his attention back to her satisfied smile. “No one wins every round, Thorn—no one.”
“I brought you a present.” Blade announced his intention with a huge smile on his lips. Noel looked at him suspiciously. During the last hour, not one of the three men had even made a suggestive remark. She smelled a rat, a really big one with wet fur.
Blade held up a dark plastic bag and Noel laughed because he had tied a piece of orange caution tape around it like a bow. It was a far cry from a carefully wrapped present, but sitting in the soldier’s huge hand, it sort of looked just right. In a macho, morphine-induced-dream sort of way.
“Thank you, but you didn’t need to buy me anything.” But Noel reached for her present like a child on her birthday. A gift meant it was hers, her very first possession in her new life. Very materialistic but hey, she was honest.
“Well-mannered officers bring small, intimate gifts to their dates to show their attention to their date’s interests.”
Noel frowned at the carefully quoted words. “Guess you’ve been studying a few history clips from my time as well.”
Blade nodded with a satisfied smirk sitting on his lips as Hunter frowned. Blade smirked even larger as Hunter aimed a punch at his biceps. Noel couldn’t keep her attention on them when there was a present to open. Hey, a girl had to have her priorities!
She pulled the orange ribbon off and tried to decide how to open the dark-colored plastic bag. Her fingers found the overlap as Thorn punched Blade in retaliation for gaining her complete attention with his gift. The guy meant what he said about liking to win. The bag came open and she looked at the contents with confusion. It was full of little green beans.
“I found you coffee.” Blade was completely pleased with his accomplishment too. “So now you’ll kiss me.”
For coffee she would! But the little green beans lacked the rich aroma of roasted coffee… Noel suddenly smiled. Of course, the beans were green because they hadn’t been roasted yet. It couldn’t be that hard to roast beans. Especially when doing the job right meant coffee…dark…kick-in-the-pants COFFEE!
“Can you get more of these?”
Hunter and Thorn laughed at Blade. Thorn smirked at his buddy. “I didn’t see any kissing.”
Noel rolled her eyes before fluttering her eyelashes at Blade and smiling at him as she moved closer to him. All amusement died instantly as Blade enjoyed being the center of her attention. Her confidence kicked in as she recognized another moment of the power resting in her hands. She was rapidly becoming addicted to the surge of control.
Lifting one hand, she trailed it up one side of Blade’s chest. Noel intended the action to further enslave him to her, but found it backfiring as her fingers transmitted how hard his body was. Not once had she ever been able to stroke such a chest, and right at her fingertips were three.
Union partners were sounding better.
Blade caught her hand as she touched his bare neck. “One touch deserves another.” He pulled her hand towards his face and turned her wrist up. He pressed a warm kiss against the delicate skin of her inner wrist before he bit her. Sweet sensation shot down her arm and towards her spine. Her nipples tightened with delight as her clit throbbed once again. The package of beans was lifted from her hand as Hunter grasped her arm and pressed an identical kiss onto her opposite wrist. Need and pleasure twisted through her as Thorn stepped up behind her and a moan broke through her lips as his cock pressed against her back.
She was drowning in stimulation and the honest truth was she didn’t care about fighting anymore. The taboos she’d been raised with melted away, leaving her facing a new reality where she could have three men and no one would brand her a slut.
“You still owe Blade a kiss,” Thorn whispered against her neck before he gave her a slight push towards the other male. Blade watched her and waited like a man who wanted to savor a moment he had been dreaming of for a long time. Embodying his fantasy made her bold, and Noel stepped forward to join him in the moment of euphoria. Spreading her hands out over his chest, she listened to the swift intake of his breath as she stroked his pectorals and then over his shoulders. She gently pulled him down to her height as she stretched up onto her toes to lightly connect their lips. Blade didn’t press her for more, instead his lips followed her lead as he licked her lower lip. His hands rested on her hips, the fingers gently smoothing over her curves.