Spider Bight

by Tymber Dalton

“Hurry, Aar. He’s getting bitey.”

  “Bitey?” He stuck his head out the doorway in time to see Ford sit up with the G-string hanging from his mouth.

  Aaron burst out laughing. “Down, boy.”

  Ford spit out the G-string. “Sure thing, Cap.” He dove between Emi’s legs again, quickly turning her squeal of laughter into a passionate moan as he shouldered apart her thighs and flicked her clit with his tongue.

  Caph lifted his head long enough to say, “He’s starting without you, Aar,” before he moved up to Emi’s throat and started covering her flesh with sensuous kisses.

  “I’m coming.”

  Emi thought it wouldn’t be long before she’d start coming, too, at that rate. She moved one hand from Caph’s head to Ford’s, the texture different from the larger man. Ford must have thought she would try to push him away, because he grabbed her thighs and held on, pressing his tongue as deeply inside her as he could get it.

  Emi arched her back at the delicious sensations assaulting her. She looked up to see Aaron standing over her, naked, his cock quickly growing hard as he watched their scene unfold.

  Their eyes met, his passionate gaze boring deep inside her. As if reading her mind, he spread his legs and lowered himself over her head.

  She opened wide, swiping at his balls with her tongue as he dangled them over her face.

  She felt him reach down and cup the back of her head. “You want those, baby?” he asked, his voice hoarse with desire.

  “Uh-huh!”

  He obliged her, positioning himself so she could take them, one at a time, into her mouth. She gently rolled his balls against her tongue, every moan Ford drew out of her vibrating up through his sac into his body.

  “That’s it, baby,” Aaron urged her. “You know what to do.”

  She felt Caph reach into her bra and free her left breast from the cup. When the wet heat of his lips closed over her, it made her moan again. His tongue flicked across her nipple, the tight peak aching with each pull of his mouth.

  Aaron or Caph, she wasn’t sure which, freed her other breast and his fingers plucked at her nipple.

  Ford’s lips wrapped around her clit. The building sexual tension in her body snapped, sending her first orgasm bouncing around inside her, making her moan even more loudly into Aaron’s balls.

  “There she goes,” Aaron gently teased. He shifted position, replacing his balls with his rigid cock. As she swallowed him, she swirled the salty pre-cum from the slit over her tongue. She wanted to make him come, to taste him filling her mouth, but after a couple of minutes he pulled out, leaving her moaning in disappointment.

  “Don’t worry. We’re just going to change position.”

  Emi didn’t open her eyes when she felt Aaron move away. Then came the unmistakable feel of Caph’s arms grabbing her. He pulled her over and on top of him, unerringly sinking his cock into her pussy. His hands bunched her costume up around her waist but none of them made any move to rid her of it.

  She cracked open one eye to see Caph’s playful green gaze staring up at her. She braced her hands against his broad chest and let him bounce her up and down on his cock. Then Aaron placed a palm in the middle of her back and pushed her down onto Caph’s chest. She closed her eyes again and laid her head against him, listening to his heart pounding in her ear through his flesh.

  When she felt the lube, she knew at least part of Aaron’s plan. She sighed with contentment, even while wiggling her hips against Caph. Her swollen clit begged for more than the teasing it got from the position she was in. Then Aaron’s fingers breached her tight rim and she couldn’t hold still.

  “More, please.”

  “Hold on, Em. I’m getting there.” He took his time, no doubt enjoying the way she begged and pleaded for him to just fuck her already as he worked his fingers and lube into her ass. She wanted to be filled, to feel both their cocks rocking back and forth inside her.

  Caph’s hands clamped down on her hips, stilling her movements and earning him a frustrated whine.

  Then Aaron pressed the thick knob of his cock against her rim and she fell still. “Yesss!” she hissed.

  He slowly fed every inch inside her, making her wait for it, refusing to be rushed. The unpleasant sensation of being stretched open by both of their cocks quickly transformed into pleasure as she adjusted to them. Her body responded, her own juices freely flowing, filling her cunt and drenching Caph’s cock and balls.

  Once she felt Aaron seated deeply inside her, she tried rocking against the men but Caph wouldn’t let go. “Hold on, baby,” he murmured.

  She didn’t understand the holdup until Aaron leaned forward, pressing his weight against her, pinning her to Caph. Then she heard the snick of the lube bottle again and realized what was going on.

  Aaron nipped the back of her neck, sending shivers racing through her. “Hold on while Ford climbs onto the ride.”

  She tried to suppress her giggle against Caph’s shoulder. She didn’t want to spoil the mood.

  Behind her, Aaron moaned. Then his teeth clamped down on her shoulder. She gasped, more heat boiling inside her. She felt his body rock against her as he shifted his hips back and forth against Ford.

  “There we go,” Ford said. “And a one, and a two, and a…” Ford and Aaron began moving together. Emi moaned at the exquisite sensation of Aaron’s cock plowing her ass. Aaron rose up a little, taking some of his weight off Emi and allowing Caph to start moving, too. One of the men, she wasn’t sure if it was Ford or Aaron, reached around and started playing with her breasts and nipples again.

  But it was Aaron’s teeth nipping her flesh that tripped her the second time, sending her spiraling into a beautiful orgasm with her pussy and ass squeezing both cocks inside her against her G-spot. That merged into yet another series of pleasurable explosions when one of their hands found her clit and began rubbing.

  She opened her mind and heart, awash in the boiling pleasure and love all three men felt for her and each other. She rode each wave as it came, her body no longer under her own will. The men used her and each other, and her cunt and clit joyfully responded to them. They fucked her and each other, harder, faster, churning her insides as each orgasm blended into the next for her. Aaron became the pivot point, setting a hard and fast pace that drove Emi against Caph with each stroke.

  Caph came first, finishing with several hard upward thrusts of his hips that drove his cock deep inside her body before he went limp beneath her. Aaron and Ford weren’t done, however, and Emi held on as the two of them fucked, slamming their hips together, Ford’s body driving Aaron’s cock harder into her ass. With the last of her own climaxes still rippling through her body, she reached out and braced herself against the mattress. Caph’s fingers dug into her hips, allowing Aaron to get even more traction while his body slapped first against hers, then collided into Ford’s.

  She felt Aaron growing even harder and knew he was close, but it was Ford who let out a loud cry first. Aaron’s strokes grew faster still until he caught up and buried his cock inside her ass one last time.

  Aaron collapsed on top of her, panting, his body covered with a fine sheen of sweat. She felt Ford reach out to prop himself up with his arms and keep his additional weight off them.

  For a moment, the only sound in the room was their heavy breathing and Emi’s pulse banging in her ear.

  Until a long, whistling fart shattered the silence.

  “Sorry,” Caph mumbled, already halfway asleep.

  Aaron and Ford dove off the pile, allowing a laughing Emi to untangle herself from Caph.

  “I warned you not to eat those burritos before the party,” Ford chastised.

  Emi stayed where she landed, still laughing and too tired to move. Aaron grabbed her arms and pulled her to her feet. “Come on, Em. Let’s go grab a shower.”

  Ford and Aaron quickly helped her out of her outfit and enjoyed soaping her body down in a rare full water shower. By the time they returned to bed a few minutes later, C
aph was fully asleep, lips parted, a small trail of drool working its way down his cheek and onto his pillow.

  Emi, Ford, and Aaron had settled themselves in bed when Caph let loose again.

  “Can’t you give him something for that?” Ford mumbled.

  “Yeah, but it means getting up and getting it from sick bay, then waking him up to take it, and that’s energy I don’t have.” She yawned. “You should have thought about that when you guys let him have burritos.”

  “There was no let,” Ford said. “You know how the big guy gets when he’s hungry.”

  Aaron snuggled her close. “Enough. We’ve slept through worse. Go to sleep. Captain’s orders.”

  Emi was drifting off to sleep when she heard another toot from Caph break the silence.

  “Gawd,” Ford said. “Change places with me.” He’d ended up next to Caph.

  “No,” Aaron said. “Suck it up.”

  With some final grumbling, Ford gave up arguing.

  Chapter Five

  Emi awoke the next morning pleasantly achy and sore and apparently not asphyxiated by Caph’s intermittent noxious emissions during the night. Her men, still sound asleep, bore peaceful expressions she didn’t have the heart to disrupt.

  Carefully, she extracted herself from them and grabbed a quick shower. She donned a casual uniform and headed to the galley to make the coffee.

  The Java Max Excel 10k coffeemaker sat in its place of honor on the counter. She and Ford wouldn’t be able to survive a day in space without coffee.

  She grabbed a canister of coffee from the cabinet and found a filter and the scoop. When she opened the machine’s basket to put the filter and grounds in, however, she found a nasty surprise.

  A large, black spider sprang out of the basket at her.

  Emi let out a bloodcurdling scream and scrambled backward away from it, the filter, basket, and scoop flying in one direction, and the open canister of ground coffee spraying all over the galley. She tripped over one of the galley chairs and landed on her butt in a shower of grounds. The spider landed on the floor in front of her. Emi left a trail in the spilled coffee as she frantically scrabbled away from it.

  As her racing pulse slowed, she heard the men pounding down the hallway toward the galley. Aaron and Ford were first through the door. All three were naked.

  “What the fuck happened?” Aaron yelled. “You okay, Em?”

  Emi belatedly realized the damn spider was, in fact, made out of rubber. As she looked around at the mess she’d made, she spotted Ford’s concerned frown…

  And Caph’s playful grin. A wave of pleased humor hit her from the large man and she immediately pieced together what had happened.

  “Caph, I’m gonna fucking kill your ass!”

  Ford looked confused as the big man started laughing so hard he doubled over. “What happened?” Ford asked as he walked over to her and helped her to her feet. He brushed coffee grounds off her uniform.

  From the doorway, Caph wheezed with laughter and shook his head.

  Aaron, stepping carefully to avoid the spilled coffee grounds, picked up the spider and held it up for Ford to see. “The practical joker is back.”

  Caph howled with laughter and slid down the wall.

  Ford sadly surveyed the spilled coffee and shook his head. “What a waste.” As dedicated a coffee drinker as Emi, to him it was practically sacrilege for it to be wasted like that. He took the spider from Aaron. “I wondered where Bucky had gotten to. We haven’t seen him in a couple of years, have we?”

  “Bucky?” Emi asked.

  Aaron frowned at Caph, who still giggled by the counter. “Yeah, Bucky the rubber spider. It’s sort of Caph’s tradition. He’s been getting me and Ford with him at least once a year on average for nearly as long as we’ve been together.”

  Emi snatched the spider from Ford and jammed it in one of the outer pockets of her pants. “Not funny, Caph!”

  He managed to get to his feet, still occasionally snorting. “Happy Halloween, babe. It was hysterical from this end. You should see your face.”

  She swatted his naked shoulder. “You think it’s so funny, you get to clean up that mess.”

  Aaron yawned. “She’s got a point.” He leveled a serious gaze at Caph. “Clean it up. Now.”

  “Okay, okay. I will. Let me go pull some clothes on—”

  “Now, Caph,” Aaron said.

  Caph sighed. “Yes, mon captain.”

  Ford frowned. “Can’t believe you baited the coffeemaker. Is nothing sacred anymore? The coffeemaker should be off-limits.”

  Emi found the scoop, basket, and filter where they’d landed on the floor. Then she grabbed a different canister of coffee. “And when you finish that, you get your ass out to the store and buy us five pounds of coffee to replace it. I got that over in H Dome, at Haverty’s. That’s the only place that sells dark Columbian Java roast around here.”

  Caph looked at Aaron. “Aw, that’s on the other side of the complex. That’ll take me all morning. I still have to go through the weapons systems checks.”

  “Then you should have thought of that sooner,” Aaron said. “I wouldn’t argue with the ship’s doctor, if I were you. Not after you fucked with her coffee. That in and of itself is dangerous.”

  Ford still sadly stared at the spilled coffee scattered across the galley floor. “What a waste.” He looked up at Caph. “I love you, buddy, but if Emi and Aaron weren’t here, you’d have a shiner. You don’t fuck with a man’s coffee. It’s just not right.”

  Caph rolled his eyes and headed over to the cleaning cabinet. “Fine, I get it. Coffeemaker’s off-limits.” He grabbed a broom and dustpan. “Oh, can I have Bucky back?”

  The other three shouted in unison, “No!”

  Emi glared at Caph. “Bucky can stay with me for the duration,” she said.

  Caph looked close to pouting. If it hadn’t been for the fact that it was the coffeemaker he’d booby-trapped, she might have relented. “Aw, babe, he’s like one of the family. He’s over twenty years old. You can’t toss him into the disposal.”

  That’s exactly where she’d been planning on tossing him at her first opportunity, but the sad tone in Caph’s voice softened her. “I won’t toss him, big guy. I promise. But he stays with me until I say otherwise.”

  * * * *

  Emi didn’t see Caph most of the day. She was too busy going through her sick bay and medical inventories, then helping Ford with his cargo inventories. She knew Caph had left the ship on the shopping run to replace their coffee, because she sensed him leave due to the chip. She wasn’t paying attention when he returned a few hours later. She just suddenly realized he was back.

  Before dinner, Caph hunted her down in sick bay. He pulled her to him and kissed her, melting her and sending damp warmth to her pussy. “Am I forgiven, babe?”

  “I don’t know. Did you get me and Ford our coffee?”

  “Not only did I get your coffee, I got fifteen pounds of it, as well as an assortment of some new flavors they got in their shipment this week.”

  She smiled and relaxed against him. “Then you’re forgiven, big guy.” Who was she kidding? She couldn’t stay mad at any of her men, and especially not her big, sweet goofball.

  “Does that mean I can have Bucky back now?”

  She snorted. “Nice try. Hell no. You’ll get him back when I say so.” She hadn’t decided the best way to get Caph back yet, but Bucky would be part of her revenge. For now, she’d keep the rubber spider close in her pants pocket.

  Caph tried the pouty lip on her. “Aw, come on, babe. I said I’m sorry.”

  “Yes, you did. And I forgive you.” She pecked him on the lips before slipping free. “And if you know what’s good for you, you won’t argue the point with me. I won’t get rid of him. I promise.”

  * * * *

  “Oh, they still have Bucky?” Delaney didn’t appear anything but amused when Emi related the story to her the next afternoon.

  “Yes,” E
mi grumbled.

  Delaney smiled. “It’s been a tradition with them for a lot of years.” They were dining at a café not too far from the hangars. The men would join them shortly. Markkus would have joined them, too, but he’d been called in to work on an emergency.

  “So I heard.” She pulled the rubber spider out of her pocket. For now, it wasn’t leaving her sight. She wouldn’t put it past Caph to steal it the first chance he got. And if she lost it, no telling where the rubber arachnid would appear next, knowing Caph.

  Delaney took it from her and examined it. Black rubber legs made to look fuzzy. An exaggerated, rotund body, and beady, red eyes. It was as big as Emi’s hand and its long, wiggly legs unsettled her.

  “It is an ugly thing, isn’t it?” She handed it back to Emi.

  “Yes.” Emi jammed it back in her pocket when she saw the men pass the café’s windows. “I’m not letting Caph have it back before I get him.”

  “What are you going to do?”

  “I don’t know yet. I haven’t decided.” She looked up as the men walked over to the table. She slid around the corner booth to make room. They each leaned in and kissed Delaney on the cheek before sitting down.

  “Hi, Mom,” they chanted in unison.

  Delaney laughed. “I always did love that. And congratulations on winning the costume contest.”

  Ford preened. “I told the guys it would win us the trophy. Finally.”

  “He’s been wanting to win that damn trophy for years,” Delaney told Emi.

  Ford beamed. “Now it’s proudly sitting in our quarters.”

  Delaney leveled her gaze across the table at Caph. “Caph, my son, you sure love to live dangerously, don’t you?”

  He blushed. “Aw, I told her I was sorry for Bucky. She won’t give him back.”

  “You’ll get him back when I say so,” Emi said, “and not a second sooner.”

  “You don’t sabotage someone’s coffee,” Delaney continued with a mock scowl. “You’re lucky it was Emi and not Ford who found it. I’d be visiting you in the hospital, otherwise.”