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  Nikolai finally released her mouth and dropped her onto a wide bed. One brief look showed her a huge chamber holding the usual assortment of personal belongings scattered throughout. Clothes in a corner, boots tossed against the wall, a half-open compartment in the wall showing something that appeared to be old-fashioned books, made from paper. The bed was big enough to sleep an army, covered in fabric so silky and soft it was a caress under her hands when she leaned back on them.

  Galen and Nikolai towered at the foot end. Unfortunately, they weren’t undressing.

  Brooke scrambled onto her knees. “What’s up, boys? Are we doing this or not?” Nikolai took a step forward, but Galen stopped him by putting a hand to his shoulder. She tried to clear the haze, to process the sensations running through her body, but it was impossible. She wanted to experience everything the men had offered her.

  “Brooke, we need to talk,” Galen started, leaning toward her.

  Brooke growled and came off the bed in a rush. She grabbed both men’s cocks through the fabric and squeezed. “Why do you suddenly want to talk? The time for talking is over. I want what you promised, a night to remember.” To drive the point home, she let go of their members and unbuttoned Galen’s pants. Under normal circumstances she might have shied away from being this aggressive, but right now she didn’t care, she wanted to experience this moment to the fullest.

  Nikolai and Galen shared a look, appearing to communicate in some form. He patted Galen’s cheek and turned to Brooke.

  He wore a wicked grin and his clothes disappeared with the flick of a finger. He climbed onto the bed. But Galen held back. Brooke still had her fingers around his cock and freed it from its confines.

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  Nikolai knelt behind her, his legs outside hers, and caressed her through her trousers. He leaned over her back and nipped her neck. “I believe you’re wearing too many clothes. How about we get rid of them?”

  Brooke tried to nod, but couldn’t stop caressing Galen’s cock. The heat and strength covered by silky soft skin engrossed her. Every tug and pull garnered a response.

  Nikolai stroked his hands across her body. The heat of his palms burned her through her clothing. Her hand clenched around Galen’s penis. His head dropped back.

  He groaned, reassuring her she hadn’t hurt him.

  “I don’t think she’ll let go of you long enough for me to undress her,” Nikolai said.

  “I don’t care.” Galen stood rigid and locked his knees. “She doesn’t have to stop while you take them off.”

  Nikolai laughed. “My pleasure,” he whispered before he grabbed Brooke’s shirt by the shoulders and pulled. His Vampire strength ripped it to shreds.

  Freed now of the constraining built-in bra, Brooke’s ample breasts swayed gently against her chest, rising and falling with each breath. The cool cabin air hit her torso, peaking her nipples into tight, hot buds. She quickly shook off the sleeves, which had slid to her wrists.

  He covered her back, cupped her breasts, and played with her nipples. She finally released Galen’s cock and moved backward, leaning against Nikolai, thrusting her breasts into the heat of his hands.

  Nikolai pulled harder at her nipples.

  “Jade.” She tried to catch her breath.

  “Would you want me to do the same to your clit?” he whispered as he kissed her sensitive nape.

  Brooke had difficulties following his words. When they sank in, her breath stopped.

  For a second she had a voice in her head she’d thought she’d left behind years ago.

  Good girls aren’t supposed to like it hard. Though good girls weren’t supposed to enjoy sex, either, and Brooke certainly did.

  She pushed it back into the far corner of her mind.

  His touch felt amazing and the thought he could do the same to her clit drove her higher. It would hurt, it would hurt so good.

  Her eyes drifted shut.

  She fell even farther backward and wrapped her arms around his neck over her head. His silky soft hair caressed her hands. She stretched her arms and tangled her fingers in his mane, reveling in the fact she was able to do so.

  His hand stroked downward, sliding across her stomach. He opened her pants, his fingers moving closer toward her mound with every button he flicked open. For a second Brooke remembered her stomach wasn’t flat or hard as a brick, but it didn’t seem to bother him at all. Nikolai groaned when he reached her neatly trimmed bush.

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  “Oh man.” He chuckled. “Been a while since I’ve touched one of these.” Galen’s rich laughter shot through her.

  Brooke’s eyes flew open. Heat raced through her body.

  Galen stood at the foot of the bed, naked and stroking his big cock.

  He didn’t have an ounce of fat on his strong body. His luscious, tanned skin was devoid of hair, except for the patch matching his head surrounding the erection, which stood at an angle from his body. Brooke could have sworn she saw the blood pulse in his length. She nearly drooled with the need to taste.

  Brooke couldn’t remember ever seeing something more exciting than the picture before her.

  “He’s hot, isn’t he, milaya?”

  She shuddered when Nikolai whispered those words in her ear and nodded.

  Nikolai kissed her cheek. “Though not nearly as scorching as you’re about to become.” He moved his hand farther down, and very lightly stroked across her clit.

  Brooke couldn’t stop herself from coming up on her knees. She was too sensitive. One firm touch and she’d go over, but it didn’t appear Nikolai would let her get away so easily.

  “Watch Galen,” he whispered. He played with her clit and fleshy lips, dipping his fingers into her moist entrance. “Watch him stroke his cock. See how big it’s growing, how hot he is.” He slowly penetrated her tight sheath, one inch at a time. “Can you see the drops on his tip? Do you want to crawl over there and lick them off?”

  “Yes,” Brooke whispered, desperately trying to retain some sort of control over her body.

  “Then do it,” demanded Nikolai. “Stay on your hands and knees and keep your luscious ass in the air.” He removed his touch from between her legs.

  Brooke moaned.

  Nikolai spanked her left ass cheek. She shuddered. The remains of her shirt tangled around her waist and she still wore her trousers. Nikolai had only opened them enough to push his hand inside. She didn’t feel the full force of the slap, but what she felt went straight between her legs. He slapped her again when she didn’t stir.

  Brooke gathered enough equilibrium to move toward Galen and his glorious, aroused cock. She came close to falling flat on her face when Nikolai held on to the rest of her clothes. Struggling out of her boots and trousers, she got back on track.

  She knelt in front of Galen and forgot about his gorgeous face and his smile. All her concentration focused on the big, beautiful length right in front of her face. The head was swollen and flushed red. Galen’s big hand stroked up and down the steely-soft length.

  Brooke had never been a big fan of blowjobs, but right now she wanted nothing more than to suck on the treat in front of her.

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  She leaned forward and gently licked the tip. His taste exploded in her mouth and his scent grew musky. Above her, Galen groaned.

  Sweat moistened the skin under the hand she’d rested against his abdomen. She licked and sucked his dick as if it were her favorite choc-toff indulgence. He bellowed his appreciation. His fingers clenched in her hair and he thrust into her mouth.

  The sting of having her hair pulled raced through the length of her body. She moaned.

  Nikolai made a noise. “Looks like you’re having fun, Galen. Want me to turn up the heat?”

  Brooke ignored their exchange, too focused on the treat in front of her, until Nikolai began to caress her naked bottom. He reached between her legs and fondled her entrance. The slight touch drove Brooke higher.

 
Galen’s grip on her hair tightened, adding to the sensations racing through her.

  Nikolai thrust two fingers into her dripping wet channel.

  Brooke tried to pull back, but Galen’s hold made movement impossible. She was caught between the pleasure of sucking on Galen’s dick and Nikolai fingering her pussy. She was so close. All she needed was one firm stroke, or Galen pulling just a little harder.

  Brooke wanted to say something, wanted to voice her needs, but the other part of her, the part which still listened to the lectures of her mother, silenced her.

  She screamed around Galen’s dick when Nikolai moved to lie beneath her spread knees and began to lick her pussy. Her arms nearly gave out under her. The pleasure was too much.

  “Hm, like the best Ziesta. Sweet and just a little hint of spice,” Nikolai groaned while he continued, leaving Brooke’s clit untouched. As he spoke his warm breath caressed her.

  He stabbed his tongue into her tight channel, licked her outer lips and raised her level of sensitivity beyond anything she’d ever felt. Her eyes closed and she leaned into the caress. She wanted to beg for that one touch, that one stroke to throw her into the abyss, but she couldn’t.

  Nikolai didn’t let up in his ministrations, pushing her out of her comfort zone. She tried to pull back, but he wouldn’t let her.

  Her world shrunk more and more with each of Nikolai’s strokes. It was all she could do to stay conscious. When he bit her clit, her world exploded. She could hear a high-pitched scream from far away. Her vision narrowed and grayed at the edges. She had trouble catching her breath. The pleasure drowned her body.

  Galen clung to his control while Nikolai drove Brooke over the edge. When Brooke screamed as if her life came to an end, he relaxed his control and enjoyed the vibrations along his cock. He followed Brooke only by seconds, his climax violent but leaving him 21

  a bone-deep sense of satisfaction and completeness. It was as if the part that linked Nikolai and him had branched out and connected to Brooke.

  He flooded her mouth. She managed to swallow most of it, but some spilled onto her breast.

  Galen enjoyed seeing part of him on her body. It surprised him how possessive he felt. He wanted to brand her to the world as his, his and Nikolai’s. He’d only experienced this emotion once before, after he and Nikolai had sex for the first time. As Galen looked at his lover, panic built in his stomach.

  He had found his other half years ago. He had. It would be insane to think a third could enter their bond, especially one who would be pissed as hell when she found out the truth.

  Nikolai’s cock felt like a throbbing wound. He only thought of thrusting it inside Brooke’s warm, wet pussy and relieving the pressure. Once he coaxed her down from her high and she stopped convulsing, Nikolai crawled out from under her. Without him holding her up, Brooke flopped on to the bed, half-conscious.

  “Oh no, milaya, we’re far from over.”

  He gently flipped her onto her back and leaned over her, propped on his hands. She blinked, her glazed eyes opened and focused on him. Once he had her attention, Nikolai lowered his body between her spread legs, bracing his weight on his forearms.

  Brooke smiled and crossed her arms behind his neck, running her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer. Nikolai couldn’t answer the smile. His aching cock held his focus. About to move, he felt a hand between his legs. His head shot up and he met Galen’s stare. His lover didn’t wear the happy, relaxed look he usually had after a good climax. Instead he looked serious as he guided Nikolai’s cock to Brooke’s entrance.

  At any other moment Nikolai would have tried to find out Galen’s problem, but right now he could only concentrate on the feel of Brooke’s tight pussy against the sensitive head of his pulsing dick, her hard nipples rubbing against his chest. Brooke whimpered. Moisture engulfed his cock. Nikolai felt the last thread of his control tearing. He thrust into Brooke’s tight channel and nearly lost it right there.

  She was so tight. Every inch of her sheath caressed him. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been ready to climax after the first plunge. Nikolai barely managed to hang on and wait for Brooke’s vagina to relax and adjust. But Jade, could she please hurry up? He didn’t want to hurt her, but her slightest move stroked her tight muscles around him.

  He groaned and bit his tongue in an effort to refocus his attention. He needed to catch his breath. It would have been enough if Brooke hadn’t chosen that particular moment to exhale and tilt her pelvis. Her small action slid him inside her to the hilt, his aching balls resting against her bottom.

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  Nikolai lost it. With a mental sigh he admitted his weakness and decided he’d have to make it up to her in the next round. He pulled out and was about to thrust when strong fingers wrapped around the base of his cock.

  “Fuck, what are you doing?” Nikolai growled.

  “Keeping you from shooting over the finish line without her,” Galen said. “Should I get the cock ring?”

  “Damn you, Galen, you know how much I ha—”

  “Why did you stop?” Brooke screamed. She moved her hips in an attempt to drive Nikolai’s cock back inside her.

  Galen kept his fingers tightly around Nikolai’s dick as he leaned forward and pinched Brooke’s nipple.

  “He’s not going to last,” he tried to explain, but she was in no state to listen.

  “I don’t care. Do something!” She moved her head restlessly on the pillows and pushed her hips up.

  Nikolai was tempted to move his lover’s hand, but was no match for Galen in his current state. “Let go, Galen, and look after her. We can all come together next time.

  Now we need to fuck.” He shouted the last, unable to stand it anymore.

  Galen cursed, but released Nikolai’s cock and moved his hand to Brooke. He pulled back the protective hood over her clit. Nikolai thrust. Each plunge raked against the unprotected collection of nerve endings, making Brooke whimper and finally moan.

  As much as he enjoyed driving her crazy like this, Nikolai had reached the end.

  One last hard thrust drove him so deep inside Brooke he bumped her cervix, where he exploded.

  Brooke felt Nikolai’s orgasm and screamed. She was so close and he’d stopped moving. Then she felt pressure on her clit and her eyes sprang open. Nikolai had his eyes closed and leaned back, braced on his hands. Galen had reached between them and now rubbed her clit, giving her the stimulation she so desperately needed.

  “Jade, yes, right there, don’t stop…please, don’t stop.” She couldn’t contain her words. And then, for the third time that night, her world collapsed around her as she tumbled headfirst into the abyss. Her whole body quivered, feeling the pleasure in every part. She had difficulties recognizing the orgasmic screams as her own.

  Galen gentled his caress and removed his hand. Nikolai curled his arms around her and rolled to the side, still connected. Every so often a tremor shuddered through her.

  Holy Jade, they totally fried my circuits. Nikolai pulled her closer and, against her better judgment, she cuddled up to him. The bed dipped on her other side. Galen joined them. He spooned around her back, one hand resting on Nikolai’s hip.

  That small gesture of connection brought her close to tears. From the first moment she’d seen the two of them together, their love had been tangible. They may have 23

  looked for some female entertainment, but Brooke saw no future for herself in their union.

  She was too tired to examine why she’d even entertained the thought of being included in their love. This was only for one night.

  But what if it could be more?

  That last thought racing through her mind, she fell asleep.

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  Brooke slept in Galen’s arms. Holding her that way, connecting her to Nikolai and himself, felt so right—as if he’d finally found a piece of his soul that had been missing.

  Jade, they were in deep shit. S
he would not be happy when she found out they’d kidnapped her.

  And they still didn’t know which side she was on.

  With a deep sigh he kissed her neck and gently untangled himself to climb out of bed. She didn’t move. Galen met Nikolai’s gaze over her body nestled against his chest.

  He could see the same turmoil in his lover’s eyes. He shook his head when Nikolai opened his mouth to speak. Right now wasn’t the time.

  He stumbled into the sonic shower. Clean and garbed in a fresh flight suit, he walked to the bridge. They needed to get underway as quickly as possible. Galen had a feeling the only way to keep Brooke on the Mercy would be to make sure they were in deep space, giving her no possibility of escape. It would take them two standard weeks to reach their destination. He needed the time to untangle the web they now found themselves in.

  At the bridge, Galen dropped into the pilot chair, started the engine and informed Teren Control of their departure. There was little traffic in orbit. He evaded it with ease using the scanner monitor beside him and the massive window at the front of the bridge. Within minutes he reached a position to jump into hyperspace. Once on the way and the autopilot engaged, Galen stood and found himself aimlessly staring at the colors of the hyperspace window surrounding the Mercy.

  He jerked when two strong arms embraced him from behind. Galen let the familiar warmth surround him. He pulled the arms around him like a security blanket. Nikolai tightened his grip.

  “You were right,” Nikolai said.

  Galen snorted. “I’m always right. What are you referring to?” Nikolai cuddled his chin between Galen’s neck and shoulder.

  “We should’ve asked our questions before we made love. Even putting her in the brig would have been better than abusing her trust.”

  “You felt it too?”