Page 223 of Deadfall

He smirked and moved his hips. Both Emersyn and I cursed.

“Nah, I know what my words do to both of you,” Seven breathed.

He leaned closer and nuzzled Emersyn’s neck. It brought his lips dangerously close to mine. He moved again and again, and set a pace that was excruciatingly slow and sent showers of sensations through my body. I felt the edge, hot and heavy, and impossibly high—this was going to break me—

“Fuck, you both feel incredible,” Seven moaned.

Those devastating eyes of his jumped to mine as the heat built between the three of us. Emersyn’s sounds drove me wild as her breath coasted over my cheek. I looked over at her to see the storms of blues and greys blown to black in her eyes.

The way she looked at both of us made something lurch in my chest. I felt her hand on the back of my neck, and watched the other one go to Seven’s head where our fingers tangled. She slowly pushed our heads closer, a wicked tilt to her lips.

Seven’s breathless chuckle went straight to my cock. “Give the lady what she wants, G.”

My heart thundered in my chest, my skin felt like I had live wires for veins, and through it all the pulse of desire for these two humans made me weak with pleasure. My eyes dropped to Seven’s lips. In answer, his hips pulled back and shoved forward—he sent each piece of metal sliding seductively along my length.

“Such a fucking tease,” I growled.

Seven did it again, and all restraint went out the window along with any doubt that I didn’t want this.

“Fuck it,” I muttered and closed the remaining few inches to kiss him.

It was so different from kissing Emersyn, but in all the ways I hadn’t known I needed. Firm, yet soft, demanding and primal in a way that made the predator in me sit up and demand more. A soft ‘oh’ came from Emersyn, followed by her tightening around our cocks in pleasure.

“So hot, oh my God,” she breathed. “I think I could come just from watching you kiss.”

In answer, Seven’s hand dropped between us to toy with her clit, and she cried out at the intensity. I captured Seven’s lower lip in my teeth and sucked. He groaned against my mouth and I tightened my hold on him.

I couldn’t control my movements anymore. I gave in and chased the sounds of pleasure that echoed around the small space. Curses, pants, moans and exclamations of intense ecstasy soon took all sense of time away. I tore my lips from Seven long enough to watch Emersyn’s face go slack at the same time her body went tense.

“Come for us, pretty girl,” I rasped.

“Yes,” she sighed, and cried out as the pleasure took her.

Seven and I moved together; the heat of her was too much—her whimpers as the intensity overwhelmed her were mind-blowing.

I cursed and bit my lip. “I can’t—”

“Then don’t—” Seven gasped.

My head fell against his shoulder as my body seized, and reality exploded into stars. My cock throbbed inside Emersyn, and Seven slowly stroked inside her as I came. His cock against mine prolonged my orgasm until tremors wracked my body, and I had to lean against the wall to remain standing. Seven’s muttered curses dissolved into groans, and the sensation of him coming on my cock nearly pulled another orgasm from me.

Awareness was slow to return, but the freezing cold water against my back was a rude awakening. A whole body shiver had Seven’s hand fumbling behind me for the nozzle. As the water stopped, we were nothing more coherent than a jumble of bare skin and tangled limbs.

Exhaustion clawed at the edges of my consciousness, and I knew we needed to get out before I fell asleep on my feet. I carefully pulled out of Emersyn, eliciting groans from everyone.

“That was fucking amazing,” Emersyn muttered.

She could barely keep her eyes open. I reached outside of the shower and pulled the nearest towel off the rack. I wrapped her in it, then grabbed one for Seven. I handed it to him as Emersyn stepped out.

“You good?” Seven asked.

I smirked. “I knew that mouth would get me into trouble someday.”

Seven grinned and edged past me. “And that was just a kiss. I plan on doing a lot more with this mouth later.”

He left the small bathroom to get dressed, and I realized the thought didn’t make me nervous anymore. I’d broken through whatever hesitation I’d had—probably because if being out in the field always reminded me of anything, it was that life was too short to live in the shadows of doubt and uncertainty. Taking joy from the moments with the people that mattered was what moved us forward, and these two were who I wanted to do that with.

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