by Mima
Shon walked up and stood behind Grady at the foot of the padded bench. “Malla.”
Her heart almost stopped beating. He’d had reconstruction since she’d seen him. His face was rebuilt, the socket and the lid, with some scarring, and he had a fake eye, a cybernetic eye no doubt, but it matched. “Shon.” It was barely a whisper, but she put her whole heart into it. This man. So wounded when she first saw him, refusing her healing when she was with him. Even more wounded now. This beautiful, selfless man.
Grady looked up over his shoulder at Shon. He began to undo his shirt, his cuffs. “Say it, sir.”
“Fuck, yes.” Kor stood up and began to undress as well.
“Say what, Shon?” Malla held her breath, staring at him hungrily.
Shon’s eyes never left hers. “I heard you. When you came to me.”
“What?” Grady said, stilling, looking back at him again.
“What? She visited you? When?” Kor asked.
“I heard everything you said. I felt your touch. I listened to you, Malla. I believed you.
That you loved me. That you loved us. So I decided to live. Because I want another chance to be with you.”
Vel was pulling his coat off, laying it carefully aside. “Quit fucking around, Shon. Tell her.”
Shon walked around him, coming up next to her. He knelt, his gaze sizzling over her face, stopping on Vel’s hickey, her new team’s necklace, her red and swollen breasts, her ripped and piled velvet dress. “Purple is an ancient color of royalty, you know.”
“Shut the fuck up, Shon. Just say it.”
Kor’s emerging shoulders were amazing, but she managed to look back at Shon. “Say what?”
He reached out and touched one nipple.
She gasped, her torso folding back at the shock of it. “Shon!” She threw her arms around him, pulling him close. The satin in his suit’s lapels were cold against her, but she grabbed him tight.
He carefully put his arms around her, one hand going to cradle her neck. “Oh, Malla.”
He pulled back. Brushed his thumb over her lips. “I love you.”
Choking on a half-laugh, half-sob, Malla kissed him. Shon’s mouth was strong, warm.
His tongue was perfect, his lips gentle.
Wait. It was almost enough, but she’d lain in her room and dreamed of this moment for too many broken, desolate weeks. She had one more test he must pass, for her to be strong enough to go forward.
“Shon…Shon.” She turned her face from his, her heart pounding. His lips followed hers, seducing her. She kissed him, licked him, pulled away. “Shon, wait. I have to ask you…”
He kissed her, and drank her, and finally let her go. “What is it?”
“Tell me. Look me in the eyes. Tell me you believe you didn’t rape me on Dunru.”
His nose flared, his mouth thinned. He glanced behind her at Kor. She set her palm to his face and jerked his gaze back to hers. “Don’t look at them. This isn’t about what they believe. We can forgive each other for many hurts but not this. Because it is a fact, an absolute fact of my life. I cannot come back to you if you have this hanging over you, haunting you, killing you.”
Shon swallowed. He whispered, “Tell me. Tell me what I did.”
Oh. Oh, baby. Her heart turned over. What he must have imagined. She laid her cheek against his, her lips to his ear. She whispered, because this was between them, even though she knew the others could hear. Closing her eyes, she brought back the moment.
“You found me on the street, and took me to a safe place. You put me on the floor. You were growling. I spoke to you, but you didn’t seem to hear me. You pulled on my hips and flipped me over. Lifted me up onto my knees. You were missing your helmet and one glove, and had a hard time getting yourself out of your suit. You ripped it. You shoved in hard. It felt so good, Shon. You were huge. You held my hips and you fucked me steady, until I was just about to come.”
Malla paused, feeling her breath pant a bit, remembering. “Then you pulled out, like you were taunting me. You moved my hips back, so I was lower, folded over. And you took my ass.”
Shon jerked against her face. She held him tighter.
“It burned. You were very wet from me, but so incredibly long and thick. I remember you went in and in forever. Within a few strokes, I was rocking back to meet you. I loved it.
Finally, finally, I was taking all of you, the way you really wanted me. None of the polite, careful passion you’d dished out on the waystation. It was raw and so amazing. I came when you did, and I shone so bright. You called my name.”
Malla reached out her tongue and flicked the lobe of his ear. He jerked again. She grinned. She’d surprised him. “It was hot. I was exhausted afterward. You left me and paced for awhile, but when Grady found me with his gift, I screamed. You jumped on me. I could tell you were worried. You sniffed me, licked me. Like little kisses, all over my face. You licked lower, and lower, and after you licked my neck, you bit me. It surprised me, and it stung, and I screamed a little. But then you licked me, suckled the blood away. You were nuzzling me. And that’s when Kor shot you.”
Leaning forward, Malla pressed a kiss under his ear. “That’s what happened, Shon.
That’s the awful thing I enjoyed tremendously.” She pulled back to see how he had taken it.
He didn’t look too good. His eyes looked wild, his mouth was grim.
“Shon?”
He touched her lips again. “I…believe…” He looked up at her, eyes steady. “I believe I didn’t rape you.”
“And you were hot. Don’t forget that.” Malla smiled at him, her heart bursting.
“I’m…I’m so relieved to know. But now I’m angry, too. That I did that, when it was so dangerous to you. That I took your ass and can’t even remember. And, it could have been rape, so easily…if you didn’t love me so completely.”
“Don’t qualify it. You wouldn’t have fucked me when you were in Fury if you didn’t love me so completely.”
He frowned. She put her finger on his lips. “How many times have you fucked other women in your berzerker state? Don’t tell me that it could have happened, because I read all your mission reports. I asked Grady. You’ve never been horny before when you’ve gone into your gift. It was me, Shon. Us.”
He opened his mouth and she popped her thumb in. “Uh-uh. Think before you speak.
Are you going to tell me my beliefs are wrong again?”
He suckled on her, and her nipples hardened again. His eyes were so black. He pulled back off her finger. “No, I’m going to tell you that I love you.” He nipped at her wrist, kissed her jaw. Whispered in her ear, “And I’m going to take your ass again, right now, with them.
How does that sound?”
“It…it sounds really fine.”
Kor’s hands were in her hair, pulling at the pins, dragging through the carefully arranged curls. Grady’s hands surrounded her ankles with heat. Vel’s hand kneaded her thigh.
“Ah, but first, you have to agree. Come back to us.” Shon held up a com link, the tiny black box shining in the low light. “Right now, Malla. Make it real.”
She looked at Vel.
“We’ll treat you better, lovely, I swear it. You’ll be a full team partner. The fifth member.”
“This is blackmail.”
“This is seduction.” Kor kissed her shoulder from behind her.
“Grady, are you going to take your place as consort?”
He nibbled on her knee. “Not just yet. Lovely, please, just agree to come back to us. We need you. We love you.”
“Malla, we’ll fuck you so good, love. Please, just do this one tiny official thing.” Kor’s hand cupped one breast.
Shon kissed her, swift and hard. His eyes glittered. “Right now, Malla.” He pressed the button. She gasped.
The com voice stated the preset call sign. “Team Gamma 79. Hailing Team leader,
Jack.”
“Malla? Is everything all right?”
“Y-yes. I’m fine.”
Jack’s voice sharpened. “No, you’re not. Tell me.”
He’d be waiting for her to give the code word that she needed help. But she looked in Shon’s eyes, and knew what she wanted. What she craved. What she needed, even more than her need to give. “Jack…I…have a request.”
Silence, then his voice, low and bitter. “Fuck. Where’s Frog?”
“Umm, at the fruit, I think. Jack, I’m requesting release from my contract.” Her heart jumped in her chest. Kor nibbled down her spine, humming happily.
“Malla, let me talk to you face to face. I’m --”
“Answer the server’s question.” Grady’s vicious snarl shocked Malla into a little jump.
She stared at him, eyes round.
“Yeah, I thought so. You’re a fucking prick, Grady. You had her, and you fucked up, and by the way, you fucked her up. She doesn’t need that kind of drama and disrespect.
Leave her alone.”
Vel snapped, “We watched over her a damn sight better than you. We took her tonight without a peep, asshole.”
Malla sighed. “I can speak for myself. Jack, I will see you face to face.”
Kor growled behind her.
“Later. You know how I feel, Jack. I’m sorry to leave your team, but this is where my heart is. This request is not under duress.”
“Duress. Is that what they’re calling it these days?”
She was surprised by the pain in Jack’s voice. He’d been a good friend, but none of the new team were more than that. Still, she’d served them half a year, and that created a bond.
She would miss them, especially Jack, who had reminded her most of her men. “I’ll talk to you later, okay? You’ll see me, promise.”
Silence. For a minute, she thought he was going to refuse her request. Make her
petition High Post. Then he sighed. “You better treat her right, Shon. You hear me? I know you’re there.”
“I will love her with all of myself, Jack. My word.”
Again silence, as all the men took in the fervent promise of Shon’s words. Malla’s tears welled up again.
“Your request is granted. I’ll call the dissolution in, Malla. Let’s hope they can do better than a week this time.” Jack disconnected.
She swallowed the thickening in her throat. “So…that was a little unnecessary. He didn’t deserve that. They were all very good to me.”
“It was necessary, Malla.” Kor pulled on her shoulders, easing her back down onto the lounge. “Now we can do you without going out of our minds about the future.”
Vel snorted. “He can’t say it, but what he means is we’re going to be able to love you now, Malla. Not do you. Not fuck you. Not be served by you. We’re going to make love to you now. This is our promise to you. We’re together again.”
When Malla lay back, she gasped. Her men were all around her. All four, together, and all but Shon were nude. She looked at him. “Clothes. Off. Now.”
Kor put his hands on her breasts, squeezing gently. “Do you know what I remembered most, Malla? That time on the fighter, on the way to Dunru. All of us, but Shon held back. It was so fucking beautiful. Powerful, like the Spirit. I want that again, baby. I want it so bad.”
He looked up at Shon. “All the way this time. You’re part of it from now on.”
Shon had already stripped off his coat, was opening up his shirt. “Yes. I get her ass.”
“I call her mouth. I want it.”
Malla laughed, covering Kor’s hand on her. “Really? What about what I want?”
He froze, his eyes horrified. “Oh, baby. Anything. What do you want? I just wanted to make you feel good, show you what it’s like when we’re all stripped away. I didn’t mean to boss you, I swear.”
She laughed again, shaking her head. “This is what I want, Kor. I want all my men, absolutely wild with lust, sharing their passion for me, through me. I want to see you all crazy for me. How does that sound?”
Kor fell on her breast, sucking her nipple furiously.
Vel said hoarsely, “It sounds like Spirit come down. We’re going to give it all.” His hand curled up between her legs and his fingers fluttered into her. “Oh, yes, she’s absolutely soaked already.”
“Yes!” Malla cried, as Shon came down on her other breast. “I want it! So hard!” She wound the fingers of both hands tight in her men’s silky hair, pressing their heads to her.
Grady reached up and finished ripping her dress down the middle. With a few quick tugs at her shoulders, he was able to pull it from beneath her. “You won’t need this. Or this.”
He reached up and despite his large hands, was able to untwist the silver clasp on her jeweled necklace. He tossed it over onto a nearby chair.
Grady pushed one thigh wide to the side, her foot on the floor. She watched him watch Vel finger-fuck her. “Grady! You too!”
Without taking his eyes off her core, he reached out. He and Vel twined hands,
clasping their fingers, their index fingers pointing straight out, pressed together. They lowered their hands and drove their matched fingers into her.
“Gorgeous,” Vel whispered.
Grady grabbed Vel’s face with his free hand and kissed him.
Shon’s mouth tugged on her breast as he finished undressing. Kor had her nipple
between his teeth and was working the trapped nub with his tongue. Her warriors. All hers.
Together, again. Her head whirled at what they did to her. Her vision dimmed just thinking about what was to come. All her dreams come true.
She let herself go lax, accepting the pleasure instead of fighting it. It rolled through her, and she came, sighing, her light sprinkling up to each of them through her skin. She was much, much better at controlling it now. It wasn’t such an avalanche anymore.
Flinging her arms up, she shoved her hips into the still-pumping hands. “Please!
Please!”
Her men moved like dancers around her body. So much skin. She reached out and
touched thighs, hips, cocks, balls. Smooth, furry, scratchy, scarred, they were all so perfect.
Kor lay on her, lined his dick up, and slammed in. She wailed, her eyes drowning in the golden-green of his. He kissed her, their tongues twining, and her hands remembered the swell of muscle in his shoulders. After a few pumps, he moved away.
Vel came to her, nudging gently, pressing his crown slowly in, and then with a steady pushing drive, he seated himself. Panting, Malla stared at the bliss on his face. Then he lowered, and kissed her, all soft lips and sharp nips. When he pulled away, her hips tried to follow. Shon pressed them down, and took one of her knees, folding it high.
He jabbed just his tip in, then pulled out after a mere inch. He jabbed in again, the sensitive mouth of her thrilled at his push, then pulled out. Over and over, he watched his cock sink into her, only to rip it out. Bit by bit, he went deeper each time. When he drove in to the hilt, slapping his hips tight against her ass, she moaned. He kissed her in one deep plunge and he left.
Grady again sat down at her feet, straddling the end of the bench. He pulled on her arms, Vel and Kor lifted her legs over his, and she was upright against him. He looked very serious as his biceps bulged, lifting her under her arms. Someone, Vel she thought, pulled her labia open, and set Grady against her opening. Holding her, Grady carefully lowered her.
Down. Down. Wider, burning. Down. His eyes closed at one point, and she leaned in and kissed him. She let her lips drift over his. His arms shook for the first time. His Luo strength could hold her lifted like this for hours. She knew the shaking wasn’t from strain but from emotion. She gave a tiny, kitten lick at the center of his lower lip. Nipped it. He sighed. Then dropped her the remaining few inches.
“Hunh!” She shook, held in the circle of Grady’s arms, speared, spread.
Vel’s fingers sank into her hair, turned her head back. He kissed her. Shon’s hands slid between her and Grady, cupping her breasts.
His hands were rough, scratchy.
Kor’s breath washed over her ass. He kissed her tailbone. “Now that the tagteam of your sweet cunt is done, let’s move on, shall we?”
He kissed a fraction lower, his lips nibbling at the place her cheeks separated. Grady lifted her, stroked once, and lowered her again. Shon squeezed and gathered her nipples with hard fingers. Vel stood back. Still holding her head tipped back, he snagged her eyes as he fed his cock’s tip between her lips. Her eyes rolled up at the kaleidoscope of sensation.
Vel spoke. “Do you feel it, Malla? It’s been so long, but it’s still right there, like we never parted. Magic, lovely. It’s magic.”
“Not magic,” Grady whispered. “Love. We’re bound by it.”
Kor’s saliva rolled down the crack in her ass. She clamped on Grady’s girth and he moaned. Kor worked one finger around and around her hole. “I wouldn’t mind some binding later on. That thought has occurred to me.”
Shon smiled against her shoulder, where he lapped at the small scar from where the window had cut her on Dunru. His fingers pinched her nipples.
Kor put his finger in her ass, and Malla moaned around Vel’s cock. His fingers
tightened in her hair. He leaned over her. “Focus on me, Malla. I want your tongue.”
She held his eyes, feeling her body soften, swell. So many touches, from all her men.
She licked Vel with curls of her tongue, ruthlessly dancing over the sensitive spot where his crown split. She watched his face tighten. Hers.
Vel pulled away, and then Shon was there. He and Kor pulled her back, away from
Grady, and Kor once again feasted on her breasts. Shon gave her his cock. He smelled good, earthy, salty. She couldn’t believe she had Shon in her mouth once again. Tears filled her eyes.
“Shhh. Shhh, Stardust.”
Oh… A tear spilled over the edge.
Vel’s long, masterful finger eased into her ass. “What’s this, Malla? Someone’s been taking what’s ours, Shon. She’s stretched, ready.”
Shon’s face remained as calm as his current lust allowed. He thrust a bit farther into her mouth.
“Doesn’t matter, Vel. She’s ours now.”