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by Christine d'Abo


  “And Alec is never wrong.” Byron, falling into the chair opposite them with a thud, slid two mugs across the table. “I thought you could both use a stiff drink.”

  “Thanks.” The moisture on the mug was soothing in her grasp.

  Instead of taking his, Alec crouched beside her, sliding one arm around her shoulders while letting the other drape across her lap. “What are your plans once you know Faolan is okay?”

  Ah, here it comes. “Oh, you know, I’ll probably stay here. While playing research assistant was fun, I’m much better as a pirate. Fewer data forms to fill out.”

  “You like it here.” Byron tapped the table with his finger. “Have you considered doing anything else?”

  “Not really. I thought my family was dead when Faolan saved me. This is the only life I’ve known for a long time.”

  “It must get lonely.” Alec began to trace circles on her thigh. “I mean Faolan has Gar now. Who cares for you at the end of the day?”

  Tears threatened to spill. Gods, why the hell were they putting her through this? Dropping her gaze, she let out a small chuckle. She was glad the mess was practically empty at this hour, and the few crew members scarfing down meals seemed oblivious to the drama playing out near them. “I’m good on my own.”

  “No, you’re not.” The sharp note in Byron’s tone made her look at him. “Mace, you’re lonely and miserable. And Alec is not good with words.” Reaching over, he smacked Alec on the back of the head.

  “What?” Weren’t they trying to tell her they were leaving?

  “I spoke with Faolan and Gar while you two were still in the lab earlier.” Byron scratched his fingers through his short hair. “I especially wanted Faolan to give the okay before he was injected, in case anything happened.”

  Mace found it hard to breathe. “The okay about what?”

  “We asked his permission to stay on the ship.” Alec smiled shyly. “We want to stay with you and live on the Belle Kurve. If you’ll have us.”

  Unable to stop herself, Mace jerked to her feet and stumbled a few meters away. No, they couldn’t want this. They’d finally found each other again. They couldn’t possibly want her.

  “Why?” She didn’t even care that her voice sounded raw as she forced the question from her mouth. “I thought you would go off now that you’re together.”

  “We can certainly do that if it’s what you want.” Byron rose to stand beside Alec. “But make no mistake about it, you would be coming with us.”

  A shudder passed through her. Both men stared unwavering, and she couldn’t help but blush at the intensity of it all. Reaching up, she tucked her short hair behind her ears, a smile twitching on her lips. “Really?”

  “Do you think—” Alec took a step closer “—honestly think that after everything we’ve been through—” and another step “—we would abandon you now?”

  “If I’d found Alec back on that planet,” Byron said, “we would have fought. I would have dragged his sorry ass back to the guild to keep an eye on him. Hell, we might have even fallen into bed. But I very much doubt things would have ended well. We were both angry and too stubborn to see past it.”

  “You helped us with that, Macie.”

  They were now on either side of her, fingers brushing her arms, hands touching her waist. Alec leaned in and pressed his lips against the shell of her ear. “We want us to be three. Do you . . . want that?”

  “Yes.” The word was little more than a breath, but they both heard her.

  Byron leaned in, wrapping his arms around both of them. Trapped in a circle of warmth, Mace knew there was no place else in the universe she would ever belong more. They were hers—her family. While she could never imagine her life without Faolan and Gar in it, they had each other in a way she could never be a part of.

  Now she had the same thing.

  “Once we know Faolan is okay,” Byron said, his voice unusually harsh, “I plan on keeping the two of you busy in our bed for a week. Maybe longer.”

  Alec laughed softly as Mace burrowed deeper against his chest. “Promises, promises.”

  “Ones I’m very good at keeping, Alec.”

  “Good. Mace and I will hold you to them.”

  The following silence chased away the last few remaining demons in Mace’s soul, leaving her at peace. The three of them didn’t break apart for a very long time.

  Three Weeks Later

  Mace heard Alec’s moan the second she triggered the door to their quarters. She’d just finished her shift on the bridge and was late coming back. Faolan had finally returned to take the helm, and she’d spent a bit longer than necessary bringing him up-to-date on the events of the past few hours. It had thrilled her beyond words to see him back to his old self.

  He’d finally shooed her away. “I’ve done this before, Macie,” Faolan had reminded her, grinning.

  Once the antidote had cleared his system of the ryana poison, it hadn’t taken him long to recover. He was still too thin, and at times he still tired easily, but the old sparkle was finally back.

  “I know you have, old man. I just want to make sure you don’t crash my ship.”

  His laughter had chased her off the bridge and carried her back to her new, larger quarters.

  Smiling, she stepped inside far enough to allow the door to close behind her. “You two couldn’t wait for me?”

  Byron had stripped Alec and tied him to their bed, facedown and spread-eagled. Byron stood beside the bed, wearing only his black leather pants and a wide grin.

  “Alec was being bad. I thought it best if I taught him a lesson. But now that you’re here, you can help.”

  She smiled when Alec’s muffled groan reached her. “You know I’ll do whatever you want, Bry.”

  “Good girl. Now get naked and come here.”

  She didn’t miss a beat, pulling her shirt off over her head, dropping it as she approached Byron. He waited quietly as she kicked off her boots and let her belt and pants fall to the floor. The air in the room was warm—knowing Byron, he’d turned the environmental controls up when he’d planned Alec’s discipline.

  Byron swiped his thumb across one of her nipples until it stood at attention. He then moved on to the next until it was as hard and she found it difficult to breathe.

  “Have you been a good girl, Mace? Should I tie you up and put you next to Alec? Spank your ass until it glows?”

  “No.” Not tonight at least. She knew this game now, knew what he wanted without him having to tell her.

  Dropping to her knees, she pressed her cheek to his thigh and wrapped her hands around his calf. “I’ve been so good, Bry.”

  His expression morphed into his stony mask. “Prove it. Take my cock out and suck it.”

  Rising up so she knelt as high as she could, Mace quickly undid the clasp to his pants, peeling them wide before slipping her fingers inside and freeing his already hard shaft. Her mouth watered at the sight of his red, swollen tip and the scent of his arousal.

  Looking up, Mace made sure she had his complete attention before sucking just the head of his cock into her mouth. Byron didn’t say anything, but she could tell he was affected by the widening of his eyes and the hard set of his mouth.

  She slid down the length of his shaft, taking as much of him in as she could, only stopping when she thought she might choke. Then she tightened the seal of her mouth and sucked hard, pulling back up at an agonizingly slow pace. His hand drifted to the back of her head, fingers tightening in her hair as she continued her sensual assault.

  “It’s a shame you can’t see her, Alec. Gods, her cheeks collapse in, she’s sucking me so hard. Her lips are red too. Just the way I know you like them.”

  Alec groaned, and Mace heard him buck against the mattress.

  “He’s gagged too. I didn’t want to hear him complain earlier, but I think I may have to take it out soon.”

  Mace pulled away from his cock, moving low so she could lick a path from the base up to the crown. She
did it again, only stopping when Byron’s hand held her back.

  “I think it’s time for Alec’s punishment. Do you agree?”

  This time the pulse that raced through her body made her cunt clench in anticipation. “Whatever you want.”

  He held out his hand to her. “Oh, it’s what I want. And I want you to do it. Come here.”

  Mace’s gaze locked onto the perfection of Alec’s flawless ass as Byron led her to the bed. The skin was smooth, leading up to a well-defined back. Her fingers itched to reach out and touch him, squeeze the rounded globes and rake her nails along his skin, marking him. But she knew if she made a move before Byron gave her permission, she’d likely join Alec facedown on the bed.

  The silence stretched on, and either it finally got to Alec or he was tired of waiting. Pushing his ass up as high as he could manage, he held it there for them to see before dropping back down onto the bed to grind his cock against the mattress.

  “See what I mean?” Byron said, shaking his head. “He’s been such a bad boy. Mace, I want you to spank him.”

  The rush of lust hit her hard and low in her body. Nodding once, she crawled onto the bed to kneel next to Alec’s hip. Before she got fully into position, he turned his head to look at her. The black gag in his mouth looked obscene against the white of his cheeks and red of his lips. Sweat beaded across his forehead as he struggled halfheartedly against the ropes binding him.

  “You’ve been bad, haven’t you, Alec?” Mace reached out and gently caressed the small of his back, down across his nearest ass cheek. “You know better than to upset Bry, don’t you?”

  When he didn’t respond, Mace quickly placed an open-handed slap on his ass. “Answer me.”

  Of course he couldn’t, not with the gag, but that was part of the fun.

  “See what I’ve been putting up with all morning?” Byron reached around her and gave a slap of his own against Alec’s other cheek. “I think you need to teach him there are consequences to his actions.”

  “How many, do you think?” Mace knew she would never hurt Alec, not seriously, nor would Byron ever tell her to do something they both knew Alec didn’t want. Still, she got a bit of a rush every time they played games like this. “Ten?”

  “How about ten from each of us. You go first and use your hand. I want him to know who’s marking him.”

  This time Mace didn’t give Alec any warning. Careful not to land too many slaps in the same spot, she fired off five hits per cheek. Alec’s ass was a nice pink by the time she’d finished. Sliding from the bed, her hand tingling from the contact, she waited for Byron to take over.

  She loved watching Byron. Whether it was from years of familiarity or simple intuition, he knew exactly where to touch Alec. Somehow Byron understood how far Alec and Mace could go, even when they didn’t. She’d been amazed the first time he’d flipped her over his knee and delivered a punishment. Pain had never been a turn-on for her before then—but now she looked forward to Byron’s brand of discipline.

  “It’s my turn now, Alec.” Byron took up a spot by Alec’s hip, drawing a shiver from his happy victim. “Mace is getting very good at this, but she’s not quite as good as me yet. I know exactly what you want, don’t I?”

  Alec ground down against the mattress once more in response. Byron gave him a warning spank. “You won’t get any release if you keep doing that. Now lie still and I might let you come if you’re good.”

  Alec instantly settled, shifting his head to watch Byron. Byron put a hand in Alec’s hair and turned him back toward Mace again.

  “That’s it,” Byron cooed. “You look at her the whole time I’m spanking you. If you’re very, very good and very lucky, I might let you fuck her before the night is out.”

  It was Mace’s turn to shiver in response. She knew she couldn’t say anything, but she hoped Alec interpreted the look on her face as Please, dear gods, be good.

  Byron straddled Alec’s legs, pinning him between his knees. Mace could see the hard line of Byron’s erection pushing out from the front of his pants. The tip of his cock was red and leaking, and Mace wished she could suck him into her mouth again. Looking back at Alec, she bit down on her lower lip, suddenly unsure of what to do with her hands.

  A sudden, air-splitting smack cut through her thoughts.

  “One.” Byron grinned. “Now that I have everyone’s attention. Mace, I want you to play with your nipples while I spank our boy here. I want you so horny you’ll have a hard time not coming when I eventually let Alec fuck you.”

  She couldn’t stop her eyes from sliding closed as she reached up and pinched her nipples.

  Smack. “Two.”

  Alec’s groan sounded desperate this time. Mace knew it had as much to do with her performance for him as it did the strength of Byron’s hits.

  “You’re such a slut, Roiten.” Byron’s voice was the lowest she’d ever heard it. “If you could, you’d want to fuck us both at once. Wouldn’t you?”

  Alec moaned, nodding.

  Smack. “Three. See, Mace, he’s greedy too.” Smack. “Four. I wonder if we should give him what he wants, after all. We shouldn’t be giving in to his bad behavior like this.”

  “Maybe.” Mace swallowed to try to regain her voice. “Maybe we should torture him a bit longer.”

  “How, darling?”

  “You could . . .” Gods, she couldn’t believe she was going to say this. “You could fuck me from behind while we kneel over him. Force him to watch and not touch.”

  Smack, smack. “Six. I like that plan. Think that will teach you not to be greedy, Alec? Think you’ll learn your lesson?”

  Alec buried his face straight down into the mattress. Smack, smack, smack.

  “Yeah, I think that will be good, Mace. We’ll do that. One more and we’re done, then I’ll turn you over and you can watch me fuck Mace.”

  Byron waited several seconds before landing one final hit to Alec’s now-red ass. Mace had been playing with her nipples the entire time and was so damp and aroused she wasn’t sure she’d be able to hold off coming the minute Byron pushed inside her. It helped she had some time to try to mentally calm herself down while Byron moved Alec into position.

  Byron slid off him and quickly released the ropes holding Alec’s feet in place. She was surprised when he didn’t untie Alec’s hands but instead helped him turn over. The gag couldn’t suppress Alec’s sharp intake of air the moment his ass touched the mattress. Byron ignored him, instead straightening Alec’s legs, pressing them close together.

  “Come here, Mace.”

  Her knees shook as she crossed the short distance back to the bed. Byron pushed his pants to the floor, kicking them free as she reached his side.

  “Hands and knees. I want your head to be close to his cock, but no touching yet. Alec, if you try to move, we’ll get up and continue our fun in the bathroom without you. Understand?”

  Alec nodded enthusiastically, though Mace felt the tremor running through his body as she got close to him.

  From this vantage point, she could see Byron had been teasing Alec’s body for quite some time. His nipples were red and his chest and neck were littered with love bites. Knowing Byron had marked his lover increased Mace’s arousal. Even more so when Byron leaned over her and bit down gently on her shoulder.

  “Gods, I wish you could see yourselves like this. So fucking beautiful. Mine.”

  Large, warm hands braced her hips as Byron moved into position behind her. There was no warning before Byron pushed into her in one smooth motion. Mace gasped, her head falling forward so her hair covered her face. Byron slowly pulled back before slamming in again hard, this time forcing a short cry of pleasure from her.

  Byron continued to fuck her with long, smooth strokes, forcing her head lower with each thrust. Unable to resist temptation any longer, Mace stuck out her tongue and ran it over Alec’s tip as Byron moved her. Alec squeezed his eyes shut for a second before looking back at her and canting his hips up. It wasn
’t enough to catch Byron’s attention, and for a moment Mace was thrilled at feeling like they’d gotten away with something. Not willing to risk Byron’s sensual wrath if he caught them, Mace lifted her head out of reach.

  “Fuck, Alec. She’s so wet and hot. Her cunt is squeezing the hell out of my cock.” He slammed into her three more times in rapid succession. “I know how much you love her pussy. Almost as much as I love fucking your ass.”

  Mace chuckled at the sight of Alec’s lust-filled stare. “I think he’d like that.”

  “I know something he’d like better.”

  Without saying anything else, Byron slipped from her body, pushing her forward so her pussy now hovered above Alec’s cock. When she tried to lower her body to Alec’s, Byron stopped her.

  “Not yet.”

  She was about to ask him why not when his finger gently pushed against her ass. It was her turn to lose focus on the sight before her. Byron had prepared her like this before, but they hadn’t gone beyond a couple of fingers. This time she knew what he had in mind, and she wasn’t about to stop him.

  Byron’s hand left her for a second before returning, covered with lube. Her body easily swallowed two of his fingers, and a thrill of pleasure spidered through her body as he twisted his hand. He brushed her clit with his thumb on every pass, taking her dangerously close to the edge.

  The pleasure receded for a moment when he worked a third finger into her ass, but within moments she was panting, fucking herself back on his hand.

  “Gods, she wants it so bad, Alec. Do you think she can handle it? Me in her ass and you in her cunt? Think we should try it?”

  Mace knew this was Byron’s way of giving her the opportunity to back out. If she said anything, he would stop, gracefully moving them to another position. No blame, no problems.

  There was no way she would stop them, not now. She’d been dreaming about this for weeks now, almost as soon as she’d agreed to let them move in with her on board. Her men—both of them—in her body at once. Not wanting to give either of them a chance to stop, Mace thrust back toward Byron while dipping low enough to scrape her wet pussy across Alec’s cock. Both men moaned, and Mace knew she had them.

 

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