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  Webb worked my pussy, bringing me to the edge of orgasm and keeping me there.

  “Please,” I begged, and with a grunt, he let me fly.

  I was still gasping for breath when Tor moved, shifting to my side and turning toward Webb.

  “I want a taste,” he whispered huskily.

  Webb lifted his head then surged forward. The two men met with a slap of flesh as their mouths merged. I heard the wet suction as they shared my taste between them.

  “You like watching us, baby,” Webb said as they broke apart. “I can feel your sweet syrup coating my fingers.”

  He was right. I did.

  “I’m going to fuck you next,” he told me. “I’m going to fuck you while you suck Tor’s dick.”

  I nodded even though it wasn’t a question.

  “Good girl,” he encouraged. “You ever sucked a dick? Know how to wrap those lips around him and work him to the back of your throat?”

  I made what had to be an incoherent noise, but he seemed to understand.

  “It’s okay. I’ll help you,” he vowed, and Tor groaned.

  They both rose long enough to shed their trunks then came right back to me. I was scooted up the bed, and Webb moved back between my thighs. Tor went to his knees beside my head, his cock out of reach of my mouth. He used one hand to grasp the stalk and gave it a few pumps as he watched Webb.

  “Look at me, baby,” Webb ordered and used one finger to turn my head so my gaze was on him. “Right here.” He rubbed the head of his cock along my folds, and I glanced down to watch. “No stopping this time.”

  I bit my bottom lip and nodded. He brushed my folds again then pressed into my opening. I felt the same fullness, the same moment of reservation at finally having a man breach me.

  Tor caressed my face, and I turned my cheek into his hand while keeping my eyes focused where Webb joined our bodies. I started to brace myself for the flare of pain I expected, but Tor’s lips touched my forehead.

  “Relax, honey. Webb will make you feel so good. His cock is even better than his mouth. Promise.”

  Webb’s husky chuckle washed over me. Tor lifted his head, and the two kissed again. This time, I watched as their lips brushed, as their tongues rubbed together. By far, it was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. Their gazes fell to me then their mouths followed. I tasted myself, and I sucked eagerly at their tongues, craving more.

  Webb chose that moment to surge deep, stretching my sheath wide as he buried himself to the hilt inside me. My cry was swallowed by their mouths, along with Webb’s groan.

  “Virgin,” he growled, and I wasn’t sure if it was a declaration or an accusation.

  “Not anymore,” I panted, struggling to adjust to the feel of him in me.

  “Keep wiggling, and I’ll be rutting on you like the animal you think I am,” Webb informed me.

  I was full and achy, and I wanted him to move. I wanted the slick glide of his flesh.

  “Fuck me,” I commanded, wiggling again.

  He growled and dropped one hand to grip my hip, pressing it firmly to the bed and keeping it there. He pulled his hips back, and the tug of his cock along my sheath had me moaning. Then he pumped back inside, and everything came alive. His movements were slow and steady, no matter how much I begged for more.

  Tor insinuated his upper body between Webb and me, kissing and touching. He dropped a hand between my thighs, grazing my clit with his thumb then rubbing the base of Webb’s cock.

  “Let me see that beautiful cock,” Webb ordered, and Tor’s smile was breathtaking.

  He sat beside me, scooting back so that his hips were in line with my face. One hand slid up and down his shaft. A pearl of pre-cum beaded at the tip, and his thumb brushed over it, smearing the cream across the surface.

  Webb’s strokes picked up speed.

  “Turn your head, baby. Taste Tor.”

  I did as Webb commanded, turning my head to the side and licking my lips in offering. Tor turned on his side and scooted in closer until the head of his cock brushed my mouth. I licked over the tip, and both men groaned.

  “Suck me, honey,” Tor ordered and cradled the back of my head, urging me to open wide and take him in.

  I eagerly complied, enjoying the taste of him on my tongue. Webb slammed deep then dropped over me, our chests pressing together. His mouth joined mine on Tor’s cock, licking and sucking over the shaft while I worked the head.

  “Fuck, yes,” Tor hissed, his hips pumping forward.

  Webb’s mouth moved toward mine, and we kissed over the head of Tor’s cock. Tor pumped his shaft between our lips so that Webb tasted one side while I sipped at the other. The entire time, Webb continued to move his hips. I was overloaded by the sensations, unable to focus on any single one. I could only to feel as Webb had said he wanted us to.

  “So good,” Tor chanted above us. He used one hand to cup my head, and the other cradled Webb’s.

  We made love that way—at least, for me, it was making love. I’d known from the start that my emotions would engage when I had sex. I hadn’t been wrong. Webb moved to engulf the head and most of Tor’s shaft with his mouth, and I automatically moved lower to stroke and tongue Tor’s testicles.

  “Ah, fuck!” Tor cried out. “I’m going to come all over you two.”

  Webb released him with a pop.

  “Grab his dick, and jack it off on your breasts,” Webb ordered. “I want to lick it off.”

  His words doused fresh fuel on an already blazing inferno of desire. Tor came up to his knees and took my hand, wrapping our palms around his shaft firmly and pumping. He showed me how to brush my thumb across the tip on every stroke; how to squeeze the base of the head just the way he liked.

  Webb’s rhythm changed. Each stroke came faster, his drives harder and deeper. I lifted my knees to grip his hips, opening myself wider to his possession. Keening moans spilled from my lips. I was close to orgasm myself. The closer I got, the faster my hand moved, the tighter my legs clasped Webb.

  “I’m going to come,” Tor groaned. “Open your mouth, Mandy.”

  I followed his order, more than willing to taste more of him than the brief one I’d been given. I kept licking my lips, opening them then rubbing them together as I fought to reach my own pinnacle. The first splash caught me on the chin then dripped down onto my chest. I had my mouth open for the second, and Tor moved in, pushing the head inside to feed me the rest of his release. I came as I swallowed, and Webb’s roar sounded just as the heat of his cum filled my pussy.

  Tor fell back, sitting on his heels, and Webb bent down, sucking the cum off my chin. He followed the trail, licking every drop of Tor from my skin then consuming me with a kiss to share it. I couldn’t breathe by the time he broke away, falling atop me and crushing me into the mattress. I loved it, though. I was sated and content, surrounded by the heat Webb and Tor put off. I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the day in bed with them.

  They were mine, even if it was only for a short time. I knew we needed to talk. Not to mention, I had a code to break, and there was something niggling at the back of my mind about that. Still, for now, I wanted this and them. I wanted to do it all again.

  “Give us a bit, baby,” Webb murmured, making me realize I’d voiced that last thought aloud. “Then we’ll do it all again. Just shift positions a bit.”

  “Hell, yeah,” Tor agreed. “I want to feel that sweet pussy around my cock.”

  Webb rose over me with a grunt, tugging his spent cock free as he went to my other side. “A man could get used to having the two of you in his bed.”

  That was all he said. He dropped a kiss on my shoulder then lay back on the bed beside me, one arm thrown over his eyes while he caught his breath. His words cut deeply. Whether he intended it or not, it was a reminder that I was the reason he and Tor weren’t part of the new program. It was also a reminder that, if they did become a part of it, I wouldn’t be the woman sharing it with them. That was the worst cut. I wanted to be
that woman, though. I wanted it with all my heart.

  Chapter Seven

  I must have dozed. Actually, it appeared Webb and I both had. Tor had slipped away at some point, leaving us to snuggle in the bed. I managed to unwrap Webb’s arm from my waist and slide out. He rumbled a little but settled back down without waking.

  I reached for Tor’s shirt again and slipped it back on. I’d need to use the personal cleansing unit soon, but honestly, I enjoyed the smells that lingered in the air and on my skin. It was sex and Webb and Tor. It lit up my olfactory senses and made me feel infinitely alive.

  I padded out of the room on bare feet and headed down the hallway. The door to the control room was open, and Tor, wearing only his trunks again, sat behind a bank of monitors, his gaze scanning over the data. I knew he was aware of my presence when he lifted his hand and waved his fingers at me to come to him.

  “What are you doing?” I asked as I reached his side.

  He turned his head, and his lips tipped up as he took in the sight of me. Perhaps, he enjoyed my disheveled appearance and the fact I was once again wearing his shirt.

  “Sleep well?”

  “I did, thanks. Webb’s still sleeping,” I replied.

  “He was restless last night.” Tor said and rolled his shoulders, making me wonder if Tor had slept either. He tumbled me onto his lap, and I gasped at the suddenness of it. “Thank you for forgiving him.”

  I eased up from my ungraceful sprawl until I sat sideways across his thighs. “He’s very…alpha.”

  Tor grinned. “That he is.”

  “What about you? Does he always take the more…aggressive role in the bedroom?”

  Tor smiled again. “Webb likes to give orders. No, that’s not accurate. He needs to. He needs to be in control.”

  I wasn’t sure if he’d share with me, but I couldn’t stop myself from asking anyway. “Why?”

  “You’ll find out eventually,” he murmured, and though I highly doubted it, I chose not to argue. “Webb didn’t have the best of childhoods. His mom was kidnapped while they were visiting his grandparents.”

  “Holy Nova,” I whispered.

  “His dad did everything he could to find her, but she was taken into the Fifth Quadrant, and once you’re taken in there, it’s far too easy to become lost. In essence, Webb lost both his parents when she was taken. He was shuffled all over, from one family member to another, while his dad searched. Some wanted him. Some didn’t. Thing is…Webb had no control over it. It didn’t matter what he wanted. Now, he likes to have control. I’m good with that.”

  He loved Webb. He might not have said the words, but what he’d shared spoke volumes. It also told me why they always took on the cases no one else wanted, why they risked their lives to go after victims others had written off. Webb’s father had spent his life searching for the mother Webb had lost. Webb had learned at his father’s heels.

  My heart ached for the boy he’d been, and I understood so much more about the man he was. It also gave me greater insight into Tor. It took a special man to put the needs of others before his own.

  “What about you? What was your childhood like?”

  “Six sisters,” he said, grinning again. “All married and giving my parents more grandchildren than they know what to do with.”

  “Do you see them?”

  “When I get the chance,” Tor assured me. “My mom likes to fuss over Webb. I swear he had hair before he met my family.”

  I grinned. “Six sisters would be a lot to take.”

  “You should know Webb and I read about your background when we were told to pick you up. I’m sorry you lost your parents in the influenza epidemic.”

  “I was one of the lucky ones, actually,” I admitted. “There were three of us, all born on the same day, Emma, Soph and me. Soph and I lost both of ours. Emma lost her mom. Her dad, Lieutenant Certze took over the care of all of us. Believe me when I say I wanted for nothing as a child.”

  “So what made you pick intelligence?” he asked.

  “I never had the infatuation with Enforcers the way Emma and Soph did.”

  Tor snorted, and I smacked him on the shoulder.

  “They wanted to be Enforcers from the time we were little girls. I was the one with my head always in a book. Lieutenant Certze would give me puzzles to figure out. I think I caught him by surprise with how quickly I’d complete them. He started giving me more and more complicated ones. One day, I was given some tests. Command wanted to take me for training, but he wouldn’t let them. He said I’d stay with Emma and Soph, and any training I needed he would be happy to oversee. I knew then I was slated for intelligence.”

  “And Emma and Sophia became Enforcers,” Tor said. “The first two females to participate in the Enforcer project you’ve been helping with, I believe.”

  “You did do your research,” I agreed then sat up straighter as I realized what he’d said. “Who sent you the orders to come get me?”

  “Liege Commander Diamato,” Tor replied without pause. “Direct order from his personal unit.”

  I shook my head. “I just spoke with him this morning. He never sent that order.”

  “What?” Now, it was Tor who sat up straight, almost tipping me off his lap.

  “I spoke with the Commander this morning. He said he never sent you to get me.”

  “That doesn’t make any sense. Webb and I wouldn’t have just gone after you on our own. We were obeying orders.”

  “I believe you,” I assured him. “I’m just wondering who sent you the message and why.”

  “It had to be someone with access to his personal communication unit,” Tor added. “That limits the possibilities.”

  “I’ll mention that when I talk to him in the morning. He hasn’t contacted you?”

  Tor shook his head. “Not sure why not since you spoke with him earlier. Surely, he doesn’t think Webb and I would go rogue and come after you.”

  “When did you find out about my part in analyzing the list of Enforcers for the Alpha Squad Project?”

  “Weeks ago. Webb mentioned our desire to take part in it, and the Commander told us we’d been assessed and declined for it. Webb was a little angry,” Tor offered, and I snorted. I could only imagine how mad Webb had been then. “We did a little digging and were given your name.”

  “Maybe, the Commander thinks you’ve been plotting to make me pay for that,” I suggested.

  He shook his head. “Not possible. He knows the men we are. He knows better than to think either Webb or I would be capable of such subterfuge.”

  “So maybe, he thinks you were coming to change my mind?”

  “We’d like to. I hope we’ve already begun that. But it was a play of circumstance, not something we plotted well in advance. No, I think it’s more that he doesn’t know who sent the message and wants to check before contacting us. He knows you’re safe with us.”

  I lifted a brow. “He did ask me if I thought I was in any danger.”

  “Are you?”

  I shook my head. “No, of course not.”

  “I’m not speaking of Webb and me. I mean is there anyone who would want you to disappear? Are you working on anything that someone might not want you to figure out?”

  “No, my current project is to decipher the code that’s coming out of the Fifth. I’m not the only intelligence officer working on it, though.”

  “Then maybe, it has something to do with Webb and me.”

  “Made many enemies?”

  “More than I can count, but most of them are dead or locked away never to see the stars again, much less travel them. They wouldn’t be able to get the Commander’s unit and send a message.”

  “I can’t imagine he leaves it lying around anywhere,” I guessed. “It would have to be someone close to him.”

  “What about the Fifth? Did you mention where we were headed?”

  I nodded. “Yes. He said he’d find out exactly where and meet us there.”

  “So he�
��s worried something’s up,” Tor said. “I’ll see if I can send him a coded message. Take us a little off course, if possible. The coordinates are locked in, but there are ways to change them. You said you’re speaking with him again in the morning?”

  “He said he wanted to hear from me every morning.”

  “We’ll call him together in the morning then,” Tor said then hugged me close. “Don’t worry, Mandy. Webb and I won’t let anything happen to you.”

  I knew that. I also knew I didn’t want anything to happen to them. A few sexual encounters and they had me ready to surrender everything.

  “So are you going to unlock access for Webb and me to the bedroom?” Tor asked, winding a length of my hair around his finger.

  I lifted my shoulders. “Maybe.”

  Tor grinned. “Play your games, Mandy, but remember Webb gets even.”

  I wouldn’t admit it aloud, but I looked forward to seeing what Webb came up with.

  “Hungry?” Tor asked.

  “Starved,” I admitted.

  “Not surprising since we haven’t fed you since we picked you up.”

  “Literally,” I reminded him.

  He stood with me still in his lap, and I found myself over his shoulder again. His hand landed on my ass with a pop that made me moan and give a little wiggle.

  “Stop that or we’ll be back in bed with Webb, and it’ll be dinner before we all eat,” Tor warned.

  To be honest, that didn’t sound so bad, but I was hungry.

  “So food then back to bed with Webb?” I suggested.

  “Sounds like a plan,” Tor agreed.

  I hoped the trip to the Fifth would take several days. I’d prefer a week or longer, but I knew that wasn’t in the cards. I wanted to make the most of the time I had with my Enforcers. I knew they weren’t mine. But for now, I could pretend otherwise.

  Chapter Eight