Love at First Bight

Chapter Seven

Emi awoke to two pairs of eyes watching her, one blue, one green.

The second night in a row she slept like a rock, and it seemed she’d just cuddled against Aaron¯

He wasn’t there. She reached behind her. The bed was empty, the mattress cool.

“Captain’s meeting,” the twins echoed.

“What time is it?”

“Seven,” they parroted.

“What’s next?”

Ford glanced at Caph, then spoke. “You’re supposed to be at training at ten. We’ll meet you for lunch, and then you’ve got more training until five. Then we’re on our own for the night. They go easy on all of us the first two weeks after a crew pairing, give us time to settle into a routine before they start prepping us and the serious training.”

Caph picked up where Ford left off. “And it gives you a chance to get used to where everything is and get comfortable, learn the DSMC

basics, all that crap.”

“Breakfast?”

“After a shower?” they echoed.

She smiled. “Sure.”

The only problem was, she rolled onto her side to kiss them good morning, and ten minutes later she was happily moaning as Ford buried his tongue between her legs while Caph kissed her.

This was a gooood life.

Unlike Daniel’s half-hearted efforts to bring her release to not appear like the selfish asshole he was, Caph and Ford were eager and more than willing to take care of her first. Ford took his time laving his tongue over her swollen nub, seeming to know exactly when to back off to keep her on the edge, repeatedly bringing her close until she begged him to let her climax.

When she did she cried out, grabbing Caph’s hand and squeezing as her body arched against him. Emi closed her eyes, panting, catching her breath. They were always that good, the other night hadn’t been a one-time thing.

Thank the gods!

Ford lifted his head. “Was that okay, sweetie?”

“Huh? Okay?” she gasped, still trying to process his words.

“Screw okay, that was amazing!”

Caph chuckled. “He’s always like that. Just tell him he’s the best, stroke his ego.” Caph’s hand gently trailed down her body, his fingers teasing her ready entrance. “Ready to feel him inside you, baby?” Emi nodded, kissing him again.

Ford positioned himself and they both moaned as he slowly buried his full length inside her. Then he lowered his body on top of hers, kissing her, not thrusting. “You…are…soooo…good…” he whispered.

Caph kissed him. Emi watched, fascinated, as the men took their time, their lips exploring each other.

“Wow!” she gasped, wide-eyed.

Caph looked down at her. “You okay?”

“Uh huh!”

“Not freaked out?”

She vigorously shook her head. Ford smiled, nuzzling the base of Caph’s throat with his lips. “Maybe we should show her something else while we’re at it. She’ll see it eventually.” He took several slow, teasing thrusts inside Emi, making her moan.

Caph’s eyes narrowed in amusement. “You saying what I think you’re saying?”

Ford kissed him again. “I wouldn’t mind a little bottom action this morning.”

Caph’s sensual growl startled her, taking her breath away.

“Damn,” he moaned. “You talk like that, I’ll come right here.” Ford met her eyes. “You’re gonna have to get used to it sooner or later, right?”

Caph watched Ford, hunger in his eyes. “Don’t take all day then, buddy.”

He closed his eyes. Emi met his thrusts, almost wanting him to hurry up so she could see this. This was…

Wow.

Emi never thought she’d find two guys being together this sexy, but the obvious love these two men had for each other engulfed her, pulling her in. She felt honored they welcomed her into their lives and were already willing to open their hearts to her.

This was one of the things she loved about being an empath.

Ford dropped his head to her shoulder as she rolled her hips against him and held him tightly.

“Come for me,” she whispered, her hands gripping his ass.

“Because I can’t wait to see the two of you together¯”

“Oh man!” She felt his climax in his last, hard thrust, holding still deep inside her. “Damn, baby,” he gasped. “That was¯”

“Fucking sexy.” Aaron’s husky voice from the doorway startled them.

Caph grinned. “Busted.”

Emi worried for a moment until she looked over Ford’s shoulder and saw Aaron’s sultry smile. He peeled off his shirt and started toward the bed, soon ditching the rest of his clothes.

“What’d I miss?” he asked.

Ford sat up, taking his weight off Emi. “I think we were just about to move to the shower and give the little lady a show.” Aaron’s eyes were dark, nearly smoky with passion, his hard cock standing at attention. “Any other needs we should take care of first, sweetie?” he asked her.

Speech deserted her. What could she say? Yes, please?

The men watched her, Aaron’s amused smirk capturing her. “I think you guys fried her brain.”

“All I did was go down on her,” Ford said, his eyes gleaming with wicked humor. “Then I fucked her silly.”

“No, you fucked her speechless.”

Emi laughed. “You guys are too much.”

“Ah,” Caph said. “She speaks.” He kissed her. “You all right?” She crooked her finger at Aaron. He leaned over her, kissing her.

Ford rolled off her. She sat up, pushing Aaron down to the bed. “I think there’s something I’d like to do first.” She knelt over him, his eyes burning into hers. “I think it’s time I do a little reciprocating.” She’d been dying to wrap her lips around their cocks and felt a little guilty that all she’d had to do so far was lay back and enjoy things.

Aaron closed his eyes and moaned as she teased his stiff shaft with her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head before slowly taking him in.

Emi was vaguely aware of Caph getting up and returning a moment later. Ford changed positions, laying on his stomach, his head near Aaron’s hip. He reached out with one hand and gently pulled her hair out of the way.

“That’s beautiful,” he whispered in an awed tone.

She glanced at him, something stirring inside her as she realized why Caph had left¯he now held a bottle of lube. He slicked himself and then nudged Ford’s ass in the air, gently working lube into him.

It was hard for her to focus on what she was doing, too tempted to stop and watch them. Ford’s eyes closed for a moment as both men let out satisfied grunts. Then Ford’s blue eyes were on hers again.

“You okay?” he whispered to her, a playful smile curling his lips.

Aaron’s hand gently tangled in her hair, his fingers lacing through Ford’s. He was also watching the twins. “Dammit that’s sexy,” he said, his voice hoarse.

He was absolutely right¯it was.

Caph gripped Ford’s hips, slowly stroking. Emi was so caught up in their hot tableaux that she almost forgot what she was doing.

It didn’t seem to matter that she wasn’t doing much more than holding Aaron’s shaft in her mouth—he was stiff and throbbed against her tongue. She reached out and stroked Ford’s hair, resting her hand on his shoulder.

Caph’s green eyes looked glazed beneath his heavy lids. “Make him moan, sweetheart,” he whispered in a husky voice. “Wrap those sweet lips around him and let me see you make him come.” That was enough to bring her back. She worked her tongue and lips around Aaron’s cock. Aaron groaned, his fingers tightening a little on her head as she brought him over. All three men froze as she stayed with him, closing her eyes and wishing she had a cock between her legs because her sex was almost painfully throbbing again. She swallowed every hot drop he pumped out, and when she gently released him a moment later, she looked at the three of them. They sat, frozen, staring, jaws gaped. For a moment she thought maybe she’d done something wrong.

“What?”

“Holy fuck!” the twins echoed in awed tones.

Aaron grinned. “That was fucking hot!” Now she was confused. “What?”

“You swallowed!” the twins said.

“So?”

Aaron pulled her to him and kissed her. “Not all women enjoy that.”

“You know what I’d enjoy?”

“What?”

“Watching those two¯” she pointed at the twins, “¯then one of you can have me again because I’m so friggin horny I can’t stand it.”

“I can take care of that.” Aaron lowered her to the bed, her head next to Ford’s. Caph had resumed his slow strokes. Ford kissed her as Aaron dropped his lips to her clit.

She suspected Caph reached around and started stroking Ford’s cock with his hand, because Ford gasped, then started fucking her mouth with his tongue. Emi let go, enjoying the feel of Aaron’s mouth between her legs. She closed her eyes and moaned.

“That’s it, baby,” Ford grunted, his release close. “See if you can come with me.” His hand found hers, gripping it.

Part of her thought this had to be a dream. It felt like she hovered on the edge for hours. When Aaron slipped two fingers into her she exploded, her climax setting off a chain reaction. Ford cried out, squeezing her hand, burying his head against her neck. Then Caph cried out, his last hard strokes shaking all of them.

They collapsed into a heap on the bed, gasping, sweaty. Aaron found his voice first. “I used to hate morning captain meetings, but if I’m going to come back to this every morning, I don’t mind so much.”

They dragged themselves into the shower and then ate breakfast.

Surely the novelty of their arrangement would wear off, but until it did, the memory of what they’d done distracted Emi all through her morning training sessions.

The men waited for her outside the classroom. She kissed each of them in greeting before walking with them to the cafeteria. More classes later, and while she thought the time away from the men might drag, it seemed to fly. After dinner, Aaron spent time with her on the bridge, explaining the primary control systems to her. When they all fell into bed after ten o’clock, they immediately fell asleep.

Another solid, dreamless night. If for nothing else, that alone was worth this job. The men, of course, were absolutely fantastic. Having her sleep back was an unexpected bonus.

This pattern repeated for several days. Sometimes they made love in the morning or night, sometimes they didn’t. The days seemed to almost merge together, they sped by so quickly. The men patiently helped her study the ship’s systems, focusing on one area at a time as she was introduced to the basic workings of each. Life support, shields, engines, sensors, with weaponry saved until later because it was both the easiest and most intense. Every day they spent a little time on emergency procedures, wanting her to memorize those thoroughly.

Two weeks into her new job, during training it was mentioned she had to give the crew their complete physicals despite the fact that they’d already been medically cleared and examined. Because as medical officer, she had to personally know their baselines.

Emi grinned. She already had an intimate grasp of their baselines but understood the need for an official examination.

This could be fun.

Emi called Caph to the sick bay

“What’s up?”

Biting back a sexual retort that would no doubt land them both in bed, she smiled. “Physical exam.”

He grabbed her hips and pulled her to him. “Mmm. Really?”

“Seriously.” Placing a finger on his chest, she stood on her toes and brushed her lips against his. “Get naked, Officer Bates.” She winked.

Caph stepped back and pulled off his shirt, immediately triggering flutters in Emi’s nether regions. He smiled, dropped his pants.

He was already stiffening.

“Like this?” His playful smirk nearly finished her reserve.

“Yeah, now sit on the exam table.”

It was sheer force of will keeping her eyes¯and lips¯out of his lap. Emi went through the normal routine, his amused gaze following her every move.

“You’re gonna play this to the hilt, huh?” he asked.

“I’m the medical officer. I have to have a baseline.” He laughed. “Oh, is that the euphemistic medical term for molesting your crew?”

She patted his thigh as she noted all the readings in his chart.

“Okay, stand up and bend over, please.” He was almost a little too eager. He rested his forearms on the table and spread his legs, casting a glance over his shoulder. She patted his butt and slipped on an exam glove, squirting more lube than she needed into her gloved hand.

“Just relax, Officer Bates,” she purred.

He laughed, dropping his head. “Uh, yeah. You are sooo getting fucked hard tonight, girl, I can’t even begin to tell you.” Well, that did it. She was officially drenched. “This will only take a moment.”

“Take all the time you need, Doc.” She put the bottle of lube on the tray and stepped beside him, rubbing a little of the excess lube on her ungloved hand. He spread his legs further as she slipped a gloved finger inside him. What surprised him was her pressing her body against his side and then wrapping her fingers of her other hand around his cock. She did check his prostate, but she was in no hurry to stop there, and neither was he.

His hungry moan as his cock throbbed in her palm sent another wave of moisture to her sex.

“You all right, Officer Bates?” she whispered.

“Mmm hmm.” He bucked his hips against her hands as they settled into a slow rhythm. After just a few minutes she knew he was getting close, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps as his hips rocked harder against her hands.

“You close, baby?” she asked.

He nodded, his eyes closed. A moment later he gripped the edge of the table as he groaned, climaxing, coating her hand with his juices.

She kissed his shoulder and withdrew, disposing of the glove and washing her hands. He was still leaning over the table, breathing heavily.

“You okay?”

He nodded, then laughed. “Damn. That was, by far, the best physical I’ve ever had.”

She handed him a towel. He wiped himself off, then crooked his finger at her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, holding her tightly against him. “That was fucking sexy, babe. You can examine me anytime you want.”

“Don’t spill the beans to the others, okay?” He grinned. “Man, I just thought you were gonna tease me a little.”

Emi pretended to frown. “I thought I told you guys at the beginning that I’ve never been a tease.” Caph laid his palm against her cheek and looked into her eyes. His sudden wave of emotion washed through her. “I love you, Emi,” he whispered, placing one last gentle kiss on her lips. “I mean it, sweetie.

I love you.”

“I love you, too.” They shared one last bear hug, and she knew as certainly as she knew that the sun would come up the next morning that she loved these three men. It was crazy and strange and certainly not normal, but she loved them.

He dressed, then turned to her. “Want me to play doctor for a little bit?”

“You’ll get your turn later, mister. I’ll be in need of your services after I finish with the other two. Go find Ford and send him in, please.”

He winked. “I’ll hold you to that date, sweetie.” He left sick bay and she went to the head to freshen up. Maybe she should have let him have a little solo fun with her.

Ford walked in ten minutes later. She read him without turning to face him, knew that Caph had kept the secret.

“What’s up, sweetie?” he asked.

Oh, they sometimes made the comments too easy.

“Get undressed. I need to do your physical.” She turned to him and he was already out of his shirt and his pants were halfway down.

Laughing, she shook her head. “Don’t have to ask you twice, do I?”

“Come on, Emi. Do you really think I’m going to tell you ‘no’

when you tell me to strip?”

She went through the same procedure with Ford, only with more of their familiar banter and chit chat. Caph was more quiet when they were together. Ford didn’t feel the need to fill silence, their conversations just naturally happened. Talking about any and everything. She suspected her arrival had filled an intellectual need for him that was long unmet. Not that the other two men weren’t smart, because they were. However, Emi understood from living with them that Ford frequently suppressed his need for ambling non sequitur conversations around the other two men so he didn’t try their patience.

He was a chatterbox.

It wasn’t unusual during her talks with Ford for them to start on one topic¯a book, for example¯then suddenly switch tracks to a completely unrelated topic, bouncing around with light speed until they couldn’t remember the original conversation. Caph and Aaron tolerated this in him, but he strongly curtailed his desire to talk around them for their sake, not wanting to drive them crazy.

When she got to the point where she asked him to bend over the table, he looked at her, then smiled. “Sure.” Grabbing another glove, she repeated the same procedure she had with Caph. Ford closed his eyes, sighing.

“Thought you said you weren’t a tease.” His voice had taken on an arousal-tinged depth.

“I’m not.” She stroked him, enjoying the way his body responded.

“Damn,” he whispered. He kissed her, his eyes still closed.

“Please don’t stop.”

“I won’t.” She pressed her body against his, her sex throbbing again. “Show me how good you feel.”

“That feels sooo good.”

“Caph said I’m getting a good hard fucking tonight after what I did to him.”

“Times two…” He grunted, closer to release. “What do you want us to do to you, baby?”

“I figured you’d be trying to get a little revenge, hold me down and tease me, make me beg for it.”

“That what you want? Want me to make you beg?” She was damn close to begging him now. “You know what you do to me.” That finished him, his entire body trembled with the force of his release. Emi gave him a moment to recover, cleaned up, and handed him a towel.

Ford pulled her to him, crushing her against him, kissing her.

“Dammit you’re so sexy, babe. I love you so much. I don’t even mind sharing you with those two guys.”

“I love you, too. And I don’t mind sharing you with them, either.” He grinned. “I still can’t believe you’re okay with all this. You just fit right in.”

“Why wouldn’t I be okay with it? Maybe if those other stupid women could have felt what I felt with you guys, they would have kept an open mind.”

His eyes grew sad for a moment, and she felt his mood shift. “The three of us, we’ve been together a lot of years. And I’m not saying I would have changed anything, because I love them, and I know they love me even though I drive them crazy. But it’s like…it’s like we’re complete now, you know? Like we were waiting for you and now that you’re here, I can’t imagine you not being here. It feels right.” Emi nodded. “I know. And you’re stuck with me for at least five years.”

He kissed her again. “Hopefully a lot longer than that, babe.” She sent him on with the same admonishment she gave Caph.

Before he left he turned, his face clouded.

“Do me a favor, babe. Keep in mind Cap never bottoms, okay?” She nodded, curious. This wasn’t the same thing. Was it? “Okay.” He left, and she finished his chart. Aaron walked in a few minutes later, his eyes playful.

“What did you do to the twins?”

Emi went for wide-eyed innocence, knowing her act wasn’t fooling Aaron in the slightest. “What?”

“I know those two. They both look like they got laid. Thought this was supposed to be a medical exam?”

“I did examine them, just like I’m about to examine you.” He laughed, shaking his head. “Guess I just have to wait and see for myself, huh?”

“You can undress now, Captain.”

He did, sitting on the table and letting her go through the procedure.

When she got to the point where she was going to have him bend over she felt it¯his anxiety, stress levels suddenly through the roof.

His entire body as well as his mind and soul had tensed, and it was one of the times she wished she was a full clairvoyant.

“What’s wrong?”

He shook his head, his playful smile gone and replaced by a grim look. “Nothing. Let’s get this over with.” He sensed what was up.

She waited, watching him. “Aaron, tell me. Please.” His ragged breath told her she needed to change her plans or there might be serious emotional repercussions for him. “Long story.” He looked at her, but his smirk was anything but playful or amused. It reminded her of his hostile response her first night with them, before they started over. “Crew story.”

She stepped back, almost physically rocked by his words. “I thought I was crew.”

“I¯” He stopped, probably mentally swearing. “I didn’t mean it like that, Em.” His voice softened. “Look, before we leave, after you’ve signed on the line and all, we’ll go out and we’ll tell you. The basics, at the very least. I promise.” This was part of his deep grief. She sensed there were two parts to this story, separate, but so entwined they wove the tapestry of his pain.

“You don’t trust me yet, do you?”

He stood up. “I do. But it’s taken me a lot of years to get to the point where I can even think about it, much less talk about it.” That was the best she would get from him for now, and Ford’s words before he left sick bay came back to her. “Okay.” She grabbed a glove and carefully and quickly did the exam, professionally, taking mere seconds, without the happy finish she’d given the other two.

Maybe this was tied into why he didn’t “bottom.” His sigh of relief when it was over wasn’t merely physical, it was mental. She sensed it wasn’t that he hated it. It was like he wanted to enjoy it the way the other two did, perhaps even once had, but something stopped him. He enjoyed going down on the twins, she’d watched him do it, and he certainly enjoyed fucking them and letting them go down on him. But this was something different, something preventing him from enjoying it.

His emotional pain.

She had an idea.

“Up on the table and lay down on your back, please.” Puzzled, he did.

She looked at him. “I need to check for any irregularities.” She winked, hoping it would relax him.

As if a fog cleared in his soul he laughed, crossing his arms behind his head. “I think I’m going to like this.” She started with a traditional testicular exam¯for all of five seconds. Then she went down on him, his moan setting her insides on fire as she laved her tongue around his now-erect cock. The men each had subtle preferences, and they’d had fun teaching her. Always a quick study, she knew just what combination of techniques would quickly bring him over, and that’s what she did.

He closed his eyes, one hand going to the back of her head, gently cupping it as she stayed with him until he was completely spent. She looked up to his cautious smile and smoldering gaze.

“You didn’t do that to the twins, did you?”

“Not exactly.”

He crooked his finger at her, and she kissed him. He sat up and pulled her to him, hugging her. “It’s not you, Em,” he whispered.

“Seriously.”

“It’s okay. You guys warned me that you don’t bottom.” She tried to keep her tone light, but despite his smile, she still felt the hints of his grief.

He gently stroked her cheek. “Let’s get through training and get the hell off this rock. Then you’ll have a lot of time to work on my brain and try to get it straightened out.” His eyes searched her face. “I have a feeling if anyone can help me, you can,” he murmured.

Then, before she could ask him any more, he was off the table and quickly dressed, planting a quick kiss on her lips, back to playful Aaron. “Don’t work too hard, Em.” She grinned, catching the barb. He was the only one who called her Em, something special between them. Then he was out the sick bay door, back to work.

It was the best she could ask for, for now.