Alien

by Laurann Dohner

  “Our favorite colors?” Rodin watched Andi with a strange expression.

  “Yeah, favorite color. What is it?”

  “I do not happen to have one.” He elbowed Tamin at his side. “Do you have a favorite color?”

  “Not particularly. Although, I do find the color of the top that you are wearing pleasant. What is your favorite color?” Tamin nodded to Andi, indicating it was her turn.

  “I guess turquoise would be my favorite.” Running a finger along the bracelet she was wearing next to her new bridal band, she showed the men the piece of jewelry that rested there. “This is a bracelet that my mom bought at a Native American festival a long time ago. Probably ten years or so before she passed. The stones are turquoise and whenever I see the color it reminds me of her.” Pointing out the different colors to the men, she stilled when Tamin grasped her wrist in his large palm.

  “It is very pretty. The fact that it reminds you of your mother makes it truly an important fact about you.” Holding up her wrist to his mouth, he kissed the area beneath the bracelet.

  “What about your favorite foods?” Andi tossed out, trying to suppress the shiver that resulted from his kiss.

  “I enjoyed the pie that you made this evening,” Rodin said quickly, not wanting to be outdone by his friend.

  “Pie? Do you mean the lasagna?”

  “It had layers and you cut it into pieces. Is that not a pie?” Confusion laced his voice as he quirked his brow at her.

  Tamin moved around while Rodin was speaking and started to nuzzle the area behind her neck. Focusing on the lone man standing in front of her was almost impossible with the shivers racing along her spine.

  “Well, no. It’s not pie.” Shaking her head slightly to dispel the shiver that was tingling at her neck made her hair brush against Tamin. “I’m glad you liked it though. What’s something else that you like?”

  Rodin had taken advantage of the fact she had been distracted and his hands had started encircling her waist. His strong grip manipulated the area where her shirt met the top of her pants. Although he never touched skin, the threat of his warm fingers coming into contact with the sensitive area had her on pins and needles.

  “This shirt. I like this shirt,” Rodin whispered as he closed the distance between their mouths. Their tongues meeting with furious need, Andi felt as though she were a ship being tossed about on a stormy sea. Unable to get her bearings, she went along for the delicious ride. Gasping at the nibbles against her lips and the feel of his own desire, she was unable to stop herself from falling headfirst into the hot oblivion that was his kiss.

  Andi’s shirt was slowly lifted up and off her pliant body. As the material cleared her face, she started to come back to the present. “Oh shit, this is exactly what I was worried about happening,” she said out loud without thinking.

  “You were worried we were going to worship these lovely breasts?” Tamin teased, cupping her bosom from behind. He lifted them slightly for Rodin to lean forward and nuzzle.

  “Oh Jesus. Don’t stop doing that,” she murmured as Rodin used his teeth to bite gently at the skin swelling above the top of her bra.

  “He won’t stop.” Tamin spoke directly into her ear in a deep voice husky with need. “However, I do insist that I have a turn as well.” He used his hands on her hips to spin her around. Facing Tamin, she felt Rodin groan as he pushed his hips into her backside.

  Staring up at Tamin made her mouth water. There was no way she would be able to stop this freight train. There was no way she wanted to stop it.

  “Tamin, I am going to unhook her top so you can enjoy what she keeps so well hidden.” With that statement, Rodin unhooked her bra. With the men surrounding her, it was unable to fall off. Instead it slipped low on her shoulders, the straps falling to her elbows, as it revealed her rock-hard nipples.

  “So much beauty.” Tamin leaned down, giving one hard nub a swipe with the flat of his tongue.

  “And it is all ours, brother. Every last luscious inch of it.”

  Moving her arms to her sides to allow the irritating piece of fabric to fall to the floor, Andi whimpered when she was treated to another tongue bath from Tamin.

  “Does that feel good?” Lifting up her breasts, mimicking a pose that Tamin had taken earlier, Rodin offered her chest to his friend. “How does she taste, Tamin?”

  “Addictive. She tastes addictive. Would you like another turn?” He nipped the fleshy part of her bared breast as he spoke to Rodin.

  “Not yet. I am enjoying the movement of her hips. I do not want to give up this feeling.” Rodin groaned, rotating his hips harder against her ass.

  Slick desire pooled in her pussy. If she had been able to reach into her pants, her fingers would have slid around in the wetness she could feel gathering there.

  “Fuck, I am about to lose my mind.” Unable to stop the whimper that escaped her lips, she let the words flow out of her mouth.

  “That was the plan, sweetheart. We want you to lose your mind.”

  Rodin pulled her into his chest with a rough grip on her tender skin. Gripping the plumpness he had bared, he closed his fingers and pinched her pointed nipples. The crushing need to grind into him became more than she could take. Gripping the hips behind her, Andi started making slow circles against the ridged length she could feel through the leather pants. The seam that ran the center of her pants was shifted. The new position caused a slight pressure that rhythmically tightened on her clit where the fabric ran over her crotch.

  Tamin shook his head at her and winked before saying something she never expected to come out of his mouth. “But we will not have sex tonight.”

  Chapter Eleven

  “What!” The screech boiled up out of her throat and erupted with both anger and incredulousness.

  “We do not have any way to guarantee there will not be a baby made. Instead what we have in mind is something that will be completely safe,” Rodin said quickly.

  Teases! These men were gigantic clit teasers! She was ready to come from dry humping the line in her pants alone and they were saying no. She couldn’t believe it.

  “Do not get angry. I will tell you what we have planned for this evening,” Rodin explained, his hands still circling around her nipples.

  “I am already angry so you’re too late on that one.” Heaving out a frustrated sigh, Andi almost whimpered at the feeling of need that shook her core. “What’s your plan? Tell me before I kick you both out and find my vibrator.”

  “That is our plan, Andi. We want you to make yourself come while we watch.” Tamin winked when she simply gaped open-mouthed at him.

  “What?” She had never masturbated with anyone watching. The idea of doing it was embarrassing and yet made her hot simultaneously.

  “We want to get to know you better. One thing that we are curious about is how you please yourself when in need.” Rodin pinched her nipples to remind her of her position in his hands.

  “But—”

  “And in turn, we will stroke our cocks while you watch us,” Tamin added.

  Andi couldn’t stop the flame of lust that burned through her body at the thought of watching her men touch themselves.

  “What are we waiting for, gentlemen? The bedroom is right through here.” Picking up her bra from the floor, Andi walked calmly into the sleeping area. Her body wanted to run but she was able to walk slowly, adding an extra swish to her hips for good measure.

  Hearing the men groan behind her was payment for the teasing they had put her through tonight.

  Andi walked to the duffel bag she had stored in the bottom of the closet. Reaching into the zippered pocket she quickly found what she was searching for. Turning around, she almost swallowed her tongue and dropped what was in her hand. Rodin had been able to completely undress in the time that she wasn’t paying attention. Tamin was pretty much damn near naked as well. Both men were watching her with heat flaring in their eyes, their jaws clenched as if they were almost in pain. Naked, they
looked very similar. Rodin was slightly more muscled than his friend, but they each had matching torsos that appeared to be chiseled out of tanned stone. Both men sported heavily muscled arms. Arms that she had not noticed under their uniform medical tunics. The loose fabric had been incredibly deceiving once she was able to see the men nude.

  “You guys are fast.” Andi tossed the vibrator onto the bed in the center of the room as if it were an action that she did every day. Inside she was nervous as hell. This was something that was so personal the mere thought of it would have been a turnoff if it had been with anyone else but the men in front of her. Hell, she had never even talked about masturbation with a man prior to this. Sure she spoke about it jokingly with her girlfriends but it was never a topic that was gone into seriously.

  “So, let me finish—”

  Before she was able to complete her sentence, Rodin had moved close and was pulling her pants over her hips.

  “These are pretty,” he whispered as the tips of his fingers traced the edge of her panties. Thank goodness she had worn her pretty ones today. They just happened to have been on top of the pile that morning when she reached into the drawer while getting dressed.

  “Thank you.” Her voice was so soft she doubted he would have heard her if he hadn’t been so close.

  “My pleasure.” Rodin hooked his fingers in the sides and slowly started to draw her panties off. Turning to his friend, he gave him a quick, hard nod. “Tamin, I would like for her to lie against you as she shows us what she likes.”

  Tamin followed Rodin’s direction without a word of complaint and quickly moved up onto the bed, half reclining on the pillows at the top. Opening his legs slightly, he gripped his rigid length in one hand and gestured to her with the other. “Come here, darling.”

  “But how will you…if I am lying against you,” she stuttered out, unable to figure out the logistics of him masturbating while she was basically blocking his cock with her body. The vision of his corded thighs spread to cradle her body made her shiver in anticipation.

  “Do not worry about him. Just follow my instructions. Everything will be fine, just trust us.” Tossing a small tube to his friend, Rodin put a hand on Andi’s waist to help lead her to the bed. As she climbed up onto the mattress, Tamin opened the tube. He dropped a few dollops on his palm before stroking his cock. The dark skin glistened with the oil, outlining the firm veins running its length. Sitting the small item to the side, he motioned for her to lean into his body, causing him to ride up against her spine.

  “As you have your fun, I will be able to stroke myself against your skin,” he explained with a wicked movement of his hips. The motion caused his ab muscles to tense. “Can you feel me sliding against you? The lubricant will help me find my own completion as you move.”

  Andi swallowed hard, unable to process the feeling of him behind her and Rodin watching the scene play out from his place standing at the end of the bed.

  Tugging on his hardness, Rodin smiled tightly. Baring his teeth at the couple lounging in front of him he said hotly, “Pick up your toy, sweetheart.”

  Andi reached around on the mattress beside her, feeling for the piece of plastic that she had lost sight of.

  “Here it is, sweetie.” Tamin handed the small item to her and pulled her hair over her shoulder so he would have a better view of her body.

  “Turn it on.” When Rodin heard the buzzing noise showing that she had followed his instructions, he moved to sit on a chair in the corner of the room. His right hand already moved on his erection at a slow and steady pace.

  Andi wasn’t sure what to do first. Normally when she did this, she went right to the good parts. As she lay still, debating the best way to proceed, Tamin’s hands moved around to cup her swollen breasts. At the contact, she immediately arched, rubbing against the rod laying upright along her spine.

  “That feels amazing. Move just like that.” The words Tamin muttered were like pouring gasoline on a fire. Unable to stop the motions against his slippery hardness, Andi didn’t think any longer. It was time to act.

  Running the humming vibrator low on her belly, she opened her lower lips with two fingers. Spreading herself to Rodin’s gaze, she moved the sharply buzzing tool straight to where she needed it.

  Unable to stop the moan of pleasure when the tip of her vibe rubbed against her clit, Andi arched yet again, causing the man behind her to rumble in lust.

  “Sweetheart.” Rodin’s voice sounded gruff, as if his throat were as dry as the desert. “Watch me while you come. Do not close your eyes. Do not take your eyes off me,” he demanded, his tone not allowing any argument as his fist pumped on his angry-looking cock.

  Keeping her eyes on him, she rubbed her clit in fast circles. The combination of everything happening around her guaranteed she would not be able to hold off much longer.

  Watching Rodin’s fist moving on his visibly pulsing cock, Andi felt the tightening start in her lower stomach. Clenching her abs as if she were doing crunches, Andi curled her body up into one of the most powerful orgasms she had ever achieved. During her spasms, a warm shot of liquid moved up her spine. Tamin’s release coated her, a hot wet reminder of his presence.

  Still staring directly into her eyes, Rodin moved closer to the bed. Reading his thoughts, Andi shifted up onto her knees until she was presenting him with the breasts he had so sweetly abused moments earlier. Her nipples were puckered with arousal, the tips aching with need. With gazes locked, Rodin gave one last rough stroke before erupting onto her chest in hard, rhythmic spurts. As the slippery release started to drip down and off her still-pebbled nipples, Andi leaned forward to lick the end of Rodin’s cock. Tasting his salty offering was one of the most intimate moments of her life. The plump head fitting perfectly between her lips, she sucked on it between the strokes she bestowed with her tongue.

  Rodin watched her closely as she bathed him clean. “That was perfect,” he said, his breathing still rough.

  “I agree,” came the tired voice from behind her.

  Andi turned her gaze to the man still reclining where she had previously been spread open. Tamin’s chest was glistening with his own release. Without thinking, Andi moved forward and ran her fingers through the silky moisture outlining the ridges of his abdomen.

  “Here, you can clean him up with this.” Handing her a towel, Rodin motioned to the mess that Tamin had created. “I will clean you as soon as you have finished.”

  The three took turns caring for each other, soft towels wiping up the evidence of their passions.

  Cuddling close together with Andi taking her place in the middle of the men, she couldn’t help but think this was indeed what she had signed up for. This was living.

  Chapter Twelve

  The next morning, Andi was woken by something hitting her in the stomach. Letting out an oomph of air, she rolled to see what it was. Tamin had slung an arm across her torso, letting it land heavily on her stomach. The movement had not only successfully jarred her awake, but her bladder would pop if he added even the slightest pressure. Hoping to escape the fleshy prison he was holding her in, Andi raised the arm to wiggle from underneath it. Chuckling under her breath when he snorted in his sleep and rolled over, she turned to the opposite side.

  She watched Rodin sleep for a moment, absorbing the image. He was a truly beautiful man. Eyelashes that were so long she was envious combined with a straight nose and plump lips had her wishing she didn’t need to pee so badly. But she did and had to take care of it.

  Finishing up quickly, she walked back into the bedroom to find both men awake and watching her from the bed.

  “Good morning.” Smiling at them in turn, Andi leaned in to give them each a peck with a freshly brushed mouth.

  “Good morning, sweetheart.” Rodin reached up to cup her breast through the T-shirt she had slipped on in the bathroom.

  “Where is my kiss?” Tamin asked grumpily with his arms folded across his chest.

  “Don’t be a baby and
wait your turn,” Andi chastised with a smile.

  “We should get ready to leave for medical. Our first patient is scheduled shortly and we still need to prep for Izzie’s visit as well.” Rolling out of bed, Rodin stretched.

  Tamin reached out to grab her, about to protest, when the front door chimed. Letting out a groan of disapproval, he moved off the bed to reluctantly get dressed. “That will most likely be Zane wanting to prepare for his day.”

  Throwing a small, but adorable fit, Tamin stomped into the bathroom to get dressed. Rodin was pulling on his tunic when Zane walked through the open doorway. Halting immediately in his tracks, he glanced between the bed and the room’s occupants, his shock obvious.

  “We will be leaving in a moment, Zane,” Rodin said, not noticing Zane’s reaction.

  Andi, on the other hand, was fire-engine red. It was clearly obvious what had taken place in the room the last night. The tube of lubricant on the nightstand, the discarded towel beside the bed and a half-dressed man spoke volumes where no words were needed.

  “Hey.” Andi greeted Zane with her normal hug and kiss on the cheek.

  “Hey yourself.” Leaning close to kiss her cheek, Zane whispered, “You had an interesting evening.”

  Andi pulled back enough to swat at her laughing friend. “Don’t be a dick.”

  “I’m only teasing.” Eyeing the bed and the rumpled sheets, Zane let out a tired yawn. “I guess I will be going to sleep at the docs’ place this morning.”

  “Wait a minute.” Andi stopped Zane from walking out the door with a hand on his arm. “Are you saying that you haven’t had a chance to sleep?”

  Zane turned his bloodshot eyes to Andi and shook his head. “Not yet, they had four shuttles nonoperational last night. I had to work through the rest of the evening shift.” Nodding toward the room, he said, “I had expected you to have already left for the day.”