Alien (17 page)

“Your friend has been called back to the docking bay for an
extra shift,” Tamin explained, reaching across the couch to play with a piece
of her hair. Luckily her hair was fairly straight so he was able to sift his
fingers through the light-brown locks without pulling it.

“Well, shit.” Andi made a face showing she did not agree
with the hours he was working. “He was exhausted before he got off this
evening. After this shift he’ll be a zombie tomorrow.”

“We have instructed him to take our apartment for the
evening so he has a bed to sleep in instead of a pallet on the floor,” Rodin
said quickly, sending Tamin a look.

Tamin nodded at his friend, realizing that concern for Zane
would win them a more favorable place with their bride.

“We can always get him a medical leave for rest if he finds
that he is too tired to function properly in the bay area,” Tamin offered.

“I’ll check with him and see what he thinks. He is trying to
look good for the council since he is up to be matched in the system soon. He
didn’t want to rock the boat with his superiors and have it go against his
chances of getting his name drawn.” Andi’s expressions softened at their
suggestion. Hopefully, looking out for her friend was a sign that they were all
right with her relationship with Zane.

“Just let us know. We understand that you care for him and
would like to make sure that he is taken care of as part of your family unit,”
Tamin supplied, twirling the lock of hair he seemed to be obsessed with.

Andi cleared her throat. “So, if Zane is taking your
apartment then where are you sleeping? Or should I even ask?”

Rodin smiled at her and winked. “We would like to spend the
evening here with you.” When Andi started to sputter, he placed his finger
against her lips to stop her refusal. “We will not engage in sex if that is
what you desire. We simply would like to speak to you more and become
accustomed to each other.”

Tamin tugged at her hair. “Although if you would like to
have sex, then we will not fight you.”

Between Rodin’s winking and Tamin’s teasing, Andi could feel
her stomach flutter.

“Well, I guess you can stay. I’m pretty boring at night
though. Not a whole lot goes on in here except for sleep.” Andi laughed
nervously.

“Maybe we can change that?” Rodin suggested with a sexy smile
while he rubbed his palm the length of her thigh.

Scooting out from between the men on the couch, she quickly
moved to the area in front of the coffee table. “Okay guys, here is how it is
going to work. Tonight we can cuddle and talk. Clothes on.” When Rodin started
to protest, Andi pointed at him sternly. “Clothes. On.”

“Is that your final decision or can we try to convince you?”
Tamin asked, leaning forward to place his elbows on his knees. Rodin kept his
relaxed pose, leaning back against the couch.

“Final decision.” Looking back and forth between the
man-candy on the couch, she shrugged. “Am I tempted? Yes. Do I want to get
pregnant before I’m sure this will work? Not a chance.”

“What if we were to say that we have been able to procure
contraceptives? Would that change your mind?” Rodin offered with an innocent
expression she didn’t fall for one bit.

“Did you?” Andi blurted out the question, unable to stop
herself.

Rodin shook his head, “Unfortunately, we have not had the
shipment arrive. It will not be here for a few weeks at the earliest.”

“Well then why the hell did you just ask that?” She frowned
at the men in front of her. Confused and more than a little pissed off, she let
out a frustrated huff of air. His question had been like dangling a juicy steak
in front of a starving woman and then whipping it away at the last minute.

“I was curious to see if that is the only reason that you
are denying us the pleasure of your body,” he explained. Sending her a sexy
grin, he leaned forward on his elbows. “There are ways for us to enjoy this
evening without risking a pregnancy.”

“I’m not a virgin, Rodin. I know about all the fun stuff we
can do. My concern is that I won’t want to stop when the time comes. You guys
are like pure moonshine. You go straight to my head and to hell with the
consequences.”

Tamin stood up and crossed the room to take hold of her
arms. “What is so bad about that? We feel the same way.”

Shrugging again, Andi mentally ran through the list that
didn’t want to come out of her mouth. When she stayed silent, Tamin leaned
forward and snuck a quick sucking kiss at her lips.

Andi moved back a step and placed her palm on his chest.
“See. That right there is going to get us into trouble. No kisses. Not while we
have a bed that is right in the other room and our chaperone is MIA.”

“Tell us what you would like to know, Andi.” Rodin’s voice
came from her immediate right side. Unaware that he had moved from his place on
the couch, she was slightly startled when he spoke.

“What I need to know?” Thinking for a second, Andi tried to
concentrate on their conversation. It ended up being one of the hardest things
that she had ever had to do. Tamin took advantage of her pause and shifted
forward to run his lips up her neck and underneath the sensitive skin of her
ear.

Andi batted at him with her hands and he moved just in time
to avoid her palms.

“Stop that will ya? I can’t think when I can feel you
breathing on my neck.” Adjusting her position a little farther from the pair,
she started again. “Well, I would like to hear about where you grew up, for
starters. Maybe your favorite colors… Small things like that.”

“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.”

“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.