Hard Candy

by Angela Knight, Sheri Gilmore

  “Here.” He moved her hand over to the right and a little lower on his chest. He closed his eyes and drew in a breath. “Oh, yeah, right on the nipple.”

  Luxi shifted her fingers. She could actually feel the hard nub right through his suit. She could feel his leather suit, too, but the suit didn’t seem to feel quite as real as the tight nipple under her fingers. She rubbed her thumb across it.

  He pressed her palm tight, stilling her hand. “It feels as though you’re touching my bare nipple, but deeper.”

  Luxi peered up at him. “That’s what it feels like to me.”

  His brows shot up. “Really? How about this?” His fingers slid across her hip and over her belly, tracing very lightly over her suit.

  She shivered. It was the most incredibly exciting thing she’d ever felt. “It’s like ... I’m naked.”

  His eyes narrowed and his lips curved up in a sly smile. “Is that so?”

  Her pulse suddenly beat in her throat. Perhaps that had not been a good thing to say. “Wait ...”

  “Oh, no, you can’t take it back now!” He pressed her back onto the bench, pinning her shoulders with his hands. Her long red mane spilled over the seat and onto the floor.

  “Leto!” She shoved her hands up against his chest. “What are you doing?”

  He licked his lips and chuckled softly. “What do you think?” He came up on one knee and threw his leg over her hips, dropping a booted foot to the floor to straddle her. “I want to see just how naked you feel!”

  “Leto, please!” She could barely speak past the pulse in her throat. She desperately wanted to feel his skin against hers. The thought of it was seriously soaking her panties. She didn’t think she’d ever wanted to feel anyone more. But if he actually did it, she didn’t think he would stop there. Worse, she didn’t think she would want him to stop there.

  “Luxi ...” He lowered his mouth and his lips brushed hers.

  She moaned and opened to receive his kiss.

  He turned his head to take her mouth more fully, his tongue making deep, slow sweeps as he slowly dropped to his elbows. His chest brushed her breasts. His warm skin swept across her hardened nipples as though nothing lay between them.

  She couldn’t stop her moan any more than she could stop herself from arching to press her breasts more fully against him.

  His hand slid between the seat’s back and her hip to cup her thigh. He pulled and her knee rose. He set his knee on the seat between her thighs and shifted his weight onto the seat. His other hand pushed her leg from the seat to get both his knees up on the seat.

  And between her thighs.

  Alarm washed through Luxi. Glory and mercy! Fully dressed, this was a perfectly harmless position, but for some reason, their clothes weren’t any kind of a barrier between them.

  She jerked her mouth from his, but he pursued her, capturing her lips and then her hands, pulling them up over her head. Stretched out and spread, she moaned into his mouth.

  He lowered his hips against hers, groaned and arched.

  Luxi sucked in a sharp breath. She could feel him. Feel his skin sliding against her skin, and his rigid cock rubbing with intimate warmth against her belly.

  He released her hands and slid his arms under and around her shoulders, pulling her tight against him. “Blood and hell, you feel damned good!”

  She groaned in reply. He felt damned good, too. The urge to feel more of him brought her arms up to press her hands against his back. She could feel the ridges of his muscular form under her palms. He was fully dressed, but he felt utterly and excitingly naked.

  Chapter Four

  Bel grinned at Luxi and Leto as he lapped at Orah’s pussy while his hips bucked against Faro’s mouth. He turned to look down at the sucking fem and snapped out a phrase before returning his mouth to Orah, trembling in his hold.

  Her mouth full of Bel’s cock, Faro unfastened her pants.

  Bel slid his palm down Faro’s spine and shoved his hand into the back of her loosened leather trousers. Her snug pants defined his fingers as he cupped and fondled her ass. He groaned and shoved his hand deeper, his fingers curving under and between her cheeks.

  Faro whimpered as she sucked, lifting her hips and pumping her ass against his hand.

  “Are you watching them?” Leto whispered in Luxi’s ear. His hands slid down to cup her ass, pressing her more firmly against his cock.

  “Yes.” Luxi had been unable to tear her eyes off of them, even with the heat of Leto’s body rubbing against her belly and breasts.

  “Bel has his fingers shoved in Faro’s ass.”

  Luxi’s eyes widened. “He does not!”

  Leto chuckled and his hands tightened on her ass-cheeks. “Trust me, I know what I’m looking at, and he is finger-fucking her ass, hard.”

  Luxi frowned and shifted under him. “And she likes it?”

  “Are you joking?” He tilted his head toward the lascivious view. “She’s about to come.” He lifted his head and hissed a soft phrase at the sucking fem.

  Faro turned her gaze toward Leto, releasing the hard cock in her mouth. Her eyes widened. She gasped and trembled, pumping hard against Bel’s hand with her eyes locked on Leto. A soft moan escaped and she froze. Her eyes dilated wide and she shuddered hard. Her eyes drifted closed and she writhed with a smile on her lips.

  Leto sighed. “There. She came.”

  Orah, locked to Bel’s mouth, whimpered desperately and grabbed onto his head with both hands, grinding against his mouth.

  Leto nodded. “The other one is about to come.”

  Bel pulled his mouth away, drawing moans of disappointment from Orah.

  Leto chuckled. “Oh, that was mean. He didn’t let her come.”

  Bel grinned and tugged on Orah’s knees.

  Orah fell back onto the bench with a soft gasp.

  Bel snapped out a phrase.

  Orah flipped over onto her belly, coming up on her elbows and knees. She put one booted foot down on the tram’s floor, spreading herself wide.

  Leto sighed. “Ah, that’s why. They’re going to fuck.”

  Bel turned to face Orah and came up on his knee. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her toward his jutting cock. He jerked her pants lower and turned to look over his shoulder.

  Faro grabbed her top and yanked it over her head, showing the even slighter curves of her breasts and her stiff caramel nipples. She tossed the top on the seat behind her and came up on her knees behind Bel. She tugged at the waistband of her open pants, tugging them lower. A small but not inconsiderable cock emerged as she pulled her pants down past her hips.

  Luxi stiffened in surprise. “She’s a boy?”

  Leto snorted. “No, the little he-fem is both. Faro is fully equipped with both sexes, but her body looks female, so she’s still considered a fem.”

  “Then she has a ...” Luxi swallowed. “She has a pussy, too?”

  “Oh, yes.”

  Luxi frowned up at him. “How do you know all this?”

  Leto smiled. “Who do you think Bel invited for sex first? He was quite vocal about his little he-fem’s talents.”

  “You were going to have sex with them?”

  “Ah, no.” Leto gave her a tight smile. “That young man has a dominant streak a mile wide. I wasn’t interested in playing his games, but I was more than interested in watching, so I followed them up.” He brushed his lips against Luxi’s ear. “Bel likes to be watched almost as much as he likes fucking people he doesn’t know.”

  Luxi whispered back. “That’s really perverted.”

  “No, it’s boredom.” Leto grinned. “And you seem to be finding it rather entertaining.”

  Luxi ground her teeth. “Fine, rub it in.”

  Leto licked his lips. “Don’t mind if I do.”

  Bel positioned himself behind Orah and gripped his cock. He grabbed her thigh and pulled her back onto him. His head came up and he groaned as his shaft slowly disappeared into the trembling fem’s dripping cunt. He
stopped, caught both her thighs and pulled back to suddenly thrust deep into her.

  Orah shoved back against him, meeting his strong thrust.

  Behind them, Faro stroked her small cock to hardness and tugged Bel’s velvet trousers down past his hips.

  “Oh, yeah, all three are going to fuck. Good genetic designing; the he-fem rearmed fast, though I don’t envy the mess in her trousers.”

  Luxi blinked. “What?”

  “Faro already came, remember? There’s a load of cum in her pants.” He made a sour face. “Not something you want to walk around in.”

  Luxi winced. Wet panties weren’t exactly comfortable either. “Why did he let Faro come, but not Orah?”

  Leto grinned. “To keep the little he-fem from coming too fast once she got her dick up his tight ass.”

  Faro locked one arm around Bel’s hips and positioned her cock between his cheeks.

  Bel stilled, waiting.

  Faro arched her hips, pushing her cock into Bel’s ass. She sighed and grinned, then locked both arms around his hips.

  Bel groaned and licked his pale pink lips. A grin appeared. He gripped Orah’s thighs and ground his cock deep into her, then pulled back, pressing himself back onto Faro’s cock. He thrust, and pulled back, then thrust, fucking and being fucked, with slow, deep plunges and retreats.

  Both fems gasped and moaned in obvious enjoyment.

  “Speaking of coming ...” Leto reached for the fastening at Luxi’s heart and tugged her jumpsuit further open.

  Luxi sucked in a breath as cool air caressed her flushed skin. The suit was designed to be opened for necessities, without having to take it off. It unfastened all the way down and up over her butt.

  Leto’s mouth captured hers as his fingers worked, unfastening her suit lower and lower ...

  She didn’t try to stop him. She didn’t have the will to stop him. She moaned into his mouth. The absolute truth was she didn’t want him to stop.

  He released her suit fastening all the way down and then under, as far as it would go. He grabbed the edges and pulled her suit apart, exposing her flushed nipples, her belly, and her panties. His brows shot up. “Panties?”

  Luxi flushed. “Well, of course.”

  Leto grinned. “How sweet!”

  Across from them, Bel rolled his eyes and chuckled as he continued to slow-fuck his two writhing and anxious fems. He reached under to cup Orah’s breasts and tugged on her hard little nipples.

  Leto leaned down and captured Luxi’s nipple with his lips, and his teeth.

  Fire scorched from her nipple straight down to her clit, drawing an echoing throb. Luxi gasped and arched. A spat of cream released into her panties.

  His hand slid into her panties, his long fingers delving past the plump outer lips of her sex to explore her intimate folds. “You’re wet.” He stroked her clit lightly, and insistently.

  Luxi threw back her head and moaned, jolted by the bolts of erotic fire caused by his deft touch on her clit. He was really, really good. She had to fight to keep a coherent thought in her head. “I thought we weren’t going to do sex?”

  “Do you want me to stop?” He stroked her hard nipple with his pointed tongue while strumming her swollen clit with devastating skill.

  Luxi writhed and gasped. She could barely think past the fire boiling and building in her core, but she knew for a fact she was well past the stopping point.

  “Luxi,” he whispered and swept his tongue across her painfully swollen nipples. He slid a finger into her core, and stroked. “Do you want me to stop?”

  Luxi shivered and arched her hips up against him, deliberately rubbing against his cock. “No.”

  “Good.” Leaving his hand in her panties, he leaned over against the backrest and grabbed the fastenings to his suit with his other hand. He jerked the clips open from his throat all the way down to where the rigid line of his cock began, then dropped back over her. He focused on her with eyes filled with heat, and shadow. “Touch me.”

  Luxi reached up and swept her palms across the smooth skin of his chest, then ran her fingers down his belly. She could feel his other body, his phantom, his ghost, pulsing right under the smoothness of his cybernetic skin. “Oh ...”

  “Blood and fate, that feels good.” He moaned. “Lower. Touch my cock.”

  His cock? Luxi hesitated.

  Leto groaned and his steel eyes burned with shadows. “If I can’t fuck you, at least give me your hand.”

  Luxi bit her lip. He had a point. His hand was already in her pants. It was only fair. And she wanted to. She really, really wanted to feel his cock. She slid her hand down his muscular belly and into his suit. Her fingers brushed against the thick root of his cock. She opened her hand and reached deeper, wrapping her fingers around him. His skin was hot and smooth. She explored his length. He was long, and very thick.

  Leto threw his head back and gasped. “Bloody, fucking fate! That is fucking intense! It’s like I have two and you’re holding them both.”

  Curious, Luxi pulled him free of his suit. His cock was bone white, hot and marble-hard in her fingers. Leto was a big man. She stroked him, pulling upward toward the flared edge, then slid her thumb across the broad head.

  “Oh, shit!” He shuddered and arched back with a gasp, pulling away from her hand. “I can’t take it. It’s too much.” He winced as he tucked himself back onto his suit. “I’m going to have to settle for rubbing against you.” He flashed a broad grin then dropped down on top of her. “You don’t mind, do you?”

  Luxi grinned. “I don’t know; I kind of liked the idea of having you go to pieces in my hand.”

  Leo snorted. “You would.” He slid his hands down her body, caught her thighs and lifted. “Let’s see if I can return the favor.” His mouth took her nipple and bit down.

  Luxi shivered under his teeth, then felt his cock nudge and rub against the intimate folds of her body’s entrance. She stiffened. “Leto?”

  He licked her nipple. “Relax, my dick is still in my pants.” He leaned over to take the other nipple into his teeth.

  Fate and glory, he was good with his mouth! Luxi moaned. “Then what am I feeling?”

  Leto lifted his head and grinned. “My ... ah ... spirit.”

  Luxi’s mouth opened. His spirit?

  “I can actually feel how wet you are. I wonder ...” He thrust, entering her in one strong lunge, and gasped.

  Luxi gasped with him. Regardless of the fact that his spirit was in her, rather than the hard cock she’d held, her body was quite convinced that a very hard cock was stretching her, and she hadn’t had sex in quite a while. She shifted under him and felt the cock trapped in his suit riding right on her clit. She groaned and her body abruptly moistened, easing the tightness within her.

  “That is so strange. I can feel my dick in you but I can also feel my dick in my pants.”

  Luxi swallowed. “You’re telling me it’s strange?”

  He shifted his hips and hissed. “Blood and damnation, you feel good.” He pulled back and thrust.

  Luxi rolled under him, feeling his hard stroke and yet feeling his rigid cock against her clit, too. Heat coiled tight and hard. She wrapped her legs around his hips purely out of carnal greed. It didn’t matter that it wasn’t his cock; whatever was in her felt damned good there.

  “Damn ...” Leto curled his arms under hers and grabbed her shoulders. “I can’t tell the difference.” He pulled and thrust, and thrust ... “It’s feels like I’m fucking you.”

  “Great,” Luxi panted and writhed under him. “Because I sure feel like I’m being fucked!” His strokes were hitting something inside and his cock was pressing hard on her clit, jolting her hard and fast toward a powerful climax. Her body shuddered and trembled around him.

  Leto panted against her throat. “It feels like you’re close to coming, too.”

  Luxi gasped. “Fastest one I’ve ever had.”

  “Good.” He slowed down to long delicious strokes and withdrew. “Bu
t I don’t want you to come yet.”

  Luxi moaned and ground up against him. “Leto, please?”

  “Oh, I like the sound of you begging, but no.”

  “No?” She twisted her hips.

  “No.” Leto grabbed her hips to still her. He turned to look at the three writhing on the opposite bench and his mouth set in a hard line.

  Bel stared hard at Leto and Luxi, moving exquisitely slow. His fems were panting and writhing in erotic agony, right on the edge of a climax he wouldn’t let them have.

  Leto nodded at him.

  Bel grabbed Orah by the hips and began thrusting ruthlessly hard into her with merciless speed.

  Faro, behind him, matched him stroke for stroke, gasping with her thrusts.

  All three turned to watch Leto.

  Leto held Luxi still under him, thrusting just slowly enough to keep her on the edge and drive her insane. His gaze held, locked on the three moaning across the aisle.

  Orah abruptly held her breath and shuddered. Her eyes widened as she stared at Leto and her breath exploded with a mewling cry.

  Abruptly, Faro threw back her head and cried out.

  Bel grinned and gasped, grabbing tight onto Orah as he thrust and held. His body trembled and he thrust again, releasing a small shout followed by groaning gasps.

  Luxi was suddenly aware of power sliding across her skin. It was centered on Leto. Her lesser talent stirred, the part of her that saw phantoms. A cloud of swirling, colorless energy, like heat rising from hot metal, was surrounding him.

  Something dark and hungry opened and bloomed within Leto’s heart. He drew in a deep breath. The swirling energy dove into him, drawn into his body, and he drank it down, absorbing, and feeding the core of his shadowy heart.

  Luxi’s mouth fell open. Leto was feeding his ghost on the energy given off by their orgasm.

  Leto sighed with deep appreciation. “Yes ...” He smiled down at Luxi with the echo of his feeding burning in the heart of his eyes. “Now it’s your turn to come.”

  Chapter Five

  Leto pulled Luxi up and sat back against the bench with her straddling his lap. He grinned. “Ready to fuck?”