Spider Bight

Chapter One

“Is this seat taken?”

Dr. Emilia Hypatia squinted up at the large shadow blocking her patch of Martian sunlight. The tall, hunky man wasn’t muscle-bound, but large, with broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist and gorgeously tight ass.

“Maybe. I’ve got three hunky husbands who are very protective of me. They’re liable to kick the ass of anyone they catch flirting with me.”

Despite the warning, the green-eyed man with shaggy blond hair and wearing civilian clothes proceeded to sit on the lounge chair next to hers. The most delicious smile curled his lips into a kissable expression of amusement. “Hunky, huh? I’ll risk it. What are they doing letting you come to a Martian resort all by your lonesome if they’re so protective?”

The resort’s solar dome surrounded the swimming pool and had a great view of the mountains to the north. It was wonderful being able to sit out on the lounges and soak up the sun. The special panels magnified the diminished sunlight so that it appeared nearly as bright inside the dome as it would on Earth.

And they almost had the beautiful view to themselves.

“I escaped,” she said.

One eyebrow playfully shot up. “You had to escape your husbands?”

She rolled onto her side to face him, propping herself on one elbow. “I wanted to have a little fun. Get wild on my R&R.”

He reached over and caught her left hand, where two rings, a gorgeous engagement ring and a wedding band, graced her fourth finger.

On the man’s left hand, he wore a matching wedding band. “So, these three hunky husbands of yours who let you out by yourself. They don’t take good care of you?”

“I never said that.”

The man raised her hand to his lips, sucked her thumb into his mouth, and slowly, sensually laved his tongue over it. “Then they do take good care of you?”

She had to think to breathe because the delicious things he was doing to her, hinting at more treats to come, nearly robbed her of thought. He was very skilled with his tongue. “Excellent care,” she managed to gasp.

“Does a guy like me stand a chance?” His green eyes bored into hers.

“Depends.”

He grabbed her and pulled her over to his lounge, on top of him. His stiff erection pressed through his slacks and against the fabric of her swimsuit. “Depends on what?”

She teased him, grinding her hips against him. “On how soon you can pry me away from his royal chattiness over there.” She hooked a thumb over her shoulder at the pool, where Ford Caliban swam up to the side.

“What the hell took you guys so long, Caph?” he called out. “You were supposed to be finished hours ago. And where’s Aaron?”

Caphis Bates, one of Emi’s three hunky husbands, pulled her down against his chest and kissed her. “He’ll be along soon. He wanted to talk to the retrofit crew one last time.”

Ford climbed out of the pool and dripped water across the deck and all the way over to them. “You’re laying on my towel, buddy.”

Caph arched his back so Ford could reach under him and grab the towel. Then Ford leaned in and gave him a kiss, his blue eyes twinkling. “What’s he doing with the retrofit crew again? I thought you all handled that this morning.”

“He wanted to go over the new control systems one more time before they install them.”

Despite their vast difference in physical appearance and absolutely no blood relation, Aaron had dubbed Ford and Caph “the twins” years earlier due to their habit of “twinspeak”—frequently saying the same thing at the same time. Caph was Emi’s big goofball buddy, with a heart even bigger than his body. Ford, slim and catlike compared to Caph, was her intellectual chatterbox.

Emi ground her hips against Caph again, drawing a low moan from him. “What are these new control systems supposed to do?” she asked. She could play the sexy distraction game as good as he could.

“It means if we had to,” Ford explained, “all of us could leave the ship to go planetside and not worry about her. Or we could leave only one person aboard and they could easily run her.” The DSMC vessel Tamora Bight would be their home for several more years. They’d just returned from their first official mission a few days earlier. The men were anxious to get back to space. Emi, who spent the first several days after leaving Earth in bed puking her guts up from space sickness before nearly losing her life on their mission, planned to enjoy their R&R. They’d spent the last two days in hearings and filing detailed reports about the incident. This was their first full day of official leave since returning to Mars.

“You keep that up, lady,” Caph warned her as she rotated her hips against him again, “and you’re getting yourself thoroughly fucked.”

“Promise?”

Ford snickered. “Ooh, she’s in a playful mood today. I guess we didn’t wear her out last night after all.” He stepped close and grabbed her chin, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief. “Let’s see how mouthy she is when she’s got all three of our cocks inside her at once, instead of just me and you.”

A bolt of heat shot through Emi’s body and straight to her pussy. She was looking forward to lots of sexy time with her three men. Their previous mission, an emergency medical journey to a settlement colony, had been stressful. Aaron became infected with the “rage” that some of the male colonists had developed. Along with that, a psychotic captain bent on revenge at Aaron, Ford, and Caph had nearly killed her.

Not relaxing.

“And here I thought we would have the pool to ourselves,” a familiar male voice called out from across the dome, interrupting the three’s sexy interlude.

They looked and spotted the crew of the Kendall Kant entering the dome. Captain Rob Elloy, First Officer Sam Johnson, Mate Gregor Davis, and last, Emi’s best friend and college schoolmate, their med officer Dr. Donna Stevens.

“You will soon enough, Rob,” Ford called back. “We’re about to head back to our room.”

Emi climbed off Caph and suppressed a snicker as he blushed and sat up while trying to adjust his slacks and hide his stiff bulge.

Donna, also dressed in a swimsuit, walked over and gave Emi a hug. “You guys have your costumes for the party Saturday night?” she asked Ford.

“Of course.” While the Martian calendar was different than Earth’s, people who’d lived on Earth still tended to celebrate Earth holidays in similar fashion. Halloween on Earth was less than a week away.

“I talked to Sophie this morning,” Donna said to Emi. “She said she’s got her costume.” Dr. Sophie Vanderlin was a last-minute addition to the crew of the Braynow Gaston, which had been sent as an emergency support ship for their last mission even though they lacked a fourth crew member. A problem they rectified when they met up with Sophie, who’d been crewing on a medical support ship. After the resolution of the Aroykin colony’s medical issue, the men of the Braynow Gaston asked her to join their crew.

“They’re returning to Earth next week, aren’t they?” Emi asked.

“Yeah, Graymard said he wants them back for more training and to make sure they’re not ready to kill each other,” Donna said.

Ford snorted. “I hope Graymard doesn’t bother putting them through a sim session at this point. He’s liable to get his ass killed.”

Rob’s face darkened, as did Sam and Gregor’s. “Yeah,” Rob agreed. “I told that son of a bitch if he ever put us through another sim session like he did when he paired us with Donna, that he’d better not bring me out of it because I’d wring his fucking neck myself.”

Emi and her men’s sim session to initially pair them and check for compatibility had ended with Emi thinking Aaron was going to die as a huge alien’s fuck toy. When awoken from the sim session and she realized only two hours and not an entire year had passed, and that Aaron was fine, she’d decked Dr. Louis Graymard, the chief personnel acquisitions director of the Deep Space Mission Corps.

Emi later found out Donna had done the same thing when coming out of her sim session. Although her sim session differed from Emi’s, the result had been similar, with Donna thinking two of her men had died instead of just one.

In her sim session, Emi had first met and rejected the crews of the Kendall Kant and the Braynow Gaston. Graymard suspected that Emi, as an Alpha-ranked healer, a Class 2 trained empath, and having a psychology degree, would be perfect for the men of the Tamora Bight. So he deliberately introduced her to two other crews he thought she wouldn’t be compatible with. But the men of the Kendall Kant, since their pairing with Donna, were a far cry from the stiff and starched former ISNC military men Emi had originally met. And Donna was thrilled with them.

The “geek” boys from the Braynow Gaston, a group of scientists from the National Science Institute, were now happily paired with Sophie, although none of them had seen enough of that crew since their return to Mars for Emi to say how they’d changed.

They were otherwise…occupied.

Ford picked up Emi’s towel and tote bag. “We’ll let you guys have the pool. We’re heading back to our room.”

Gregor scooped Donna into his arms and playfully tossed her into the pool as she let out a scream. “We’ll see you guys Saturday night at the party,” he said. He jumped into the pool after her, laughing and holding up his arms for protection as she swatted at him.

Caph slipped an arm around Emi’s waist as the three of them left the dome. Before they turned down the corridor to their room, they spotted Aaron walking toward them. They waited for him to join them.

“There’s Cap,” Caph said.

“Finally,” Emi groused.

Aaron kissed Emi and the other men when he walked up. “What’d I miss?”

“Greg dunked Donna,” Ford snarked. “I have a feeling she wasn’t too happy about it. We decided to come back to the room for some private fun.”

Emi didn’t need her empathic skills to read the smoky passion in Aaron’s brown eyes. “Is that so?” He pulled her to him and kissed her again, deeply, as she felt his firm bulge through his slacks grow against her body. “Well, let’s get to it.”

She giggled. “The wake-up the twins gave you this morning didn’t wear you out?”

Aaron grinned. “No. I think that muscle relaxer you gave me last night helped me get a good night’s sleep.” He’d pulled his back the previous day. Emi’s dose knocked him out…and he missed her wild and wooly romp in the tub with Caph and Ford before bedtime. She had awoken that morning to the twins tag-teaming Aaron, going down on him before he and Caph headed out for a meeting with the retrofit crew.

When they returned to the room, the men wasted no time getting undressed. They all jumped into bed, staring at Emi with hopeful looks on their faces.

She laughed. “You all are going to wear me out at this pace.”

Ford crooked a finger at her. “We’re enjoying our R&R. You wouldn’t want us to disobey orders and not have a good time, would you?”

“Oh, is that what this is? Following orders?” She let Caph hook a beefy arm around her waist and drag her into bed.

“Exactly,” he said, kissing her while Aaron and Ford made quick work of separating her from her swimsuit.

She lay cradled against Caph. The big man’s arms engulfed her, always leaving her with a feeling of safety. He cupped her breasts with his hands and rubbed his fingers over her nipples. They hardened under his touch. Meanwhile, he nibbled on the side of her neck, his warm breath sending pleasant waves of gooseflesh over her skin.

“Going to wear you out,” Caph promised with a sultry smile. “You’ll need a vacation to recover from our R&R, babe.” His teeth grazed the side of her neck, making her shiver again.

She gasped and squirmed against him as liquid heat shot straight from her nipples to her clit. She felt her pussy quickly growing damp. “That’s not much of a threat,” she managed. “Sounds more like a reward.”

“Quit hogging her,” Ford scolded, his smile belying his words. “You always hog her.”

“No, I don’t,” Caph responded, tweaking her nipples and making her moan. “You had her to yourself all morning.”

“He’s got a point,” Aaron noted. “We should get dibs.”

Emi cranked open an eye and glared at them. “If you start taking numbers, someone’s getting slugged.”

The men laughed. Aaron pushed Caph down onto the bed. Caph easily grabbed Emi and hauled her up the bed with him, turning her over so she faced him. He grabbed her by the waist and positioned her so he could thrust his hips up and spear her ready pussy with his stiff cock.

She moaned, closing her eyes and wiggling so his cock pierced her as deeply as possible. The soft down of blond curls dusting his chest rubbed against her pebbled nipples, adding an additional level of pleasure. She ran her hands over his chest, enjoying the feel of his warm flesh under her palms.

“That’s the sound I love to hear,” Aaron said. She felt the bed dip behind her. A moment later, he rubbed cool lube on her puckered ring, slowly working one finger inside her ass.

She squirmed against Caph. “Yes!” she gasped.

“What about me?” Ford complained.

She lifted her head from Caph’s chest. “Get yourself over here and quit whining, sweetie.”

“That’s more like it.” He eagerly changed position, kneeling next to Caph’s head so she could reach his cock with her mouth.

Aaron chuckled from behind her. “I’m not so sure she’s going to be the one worn out,” he joked. He added more lube and worked a second finger into her. “All she has to do is lie there and enjoy it.”

She closed her eyes and moaned around Ford’s cock as it slid between her lips. She loved this, having all three of them at once. Something that wouldn’t happen very often, if at all, while in space with someone always needing to be on watch.

Emi flicked at the slit before running her lips down his shaft. It felt like warm, silken steel against her tongue. Ford gently held her head and worked his hips in time with her mouth. “Geez, babe, you’re going to finish me quick if you keep moaning like that.”

She also loved times like this because of her empath training. There was nothing more satisfying than feeling the combined love and passion from all three of them, untainted by worry or cares, as they made love to her and each other.

Well, okay, maybe an orgasm with all three of their cocks in her body at the same time was more satisfying than feeling their emotions. But feeling their emotions ran a really close second.

Caph’s hands slipped around her hips and grabbed her ass cheeks, holding her open wide for Aaron. She felt the head of his cock press for entrance, stretching her, a familiar slight pinching burn that quickly gave way to pleasure as he buried his entire cock up her dark channel.

Emi squirmed as she sucked on Ford’s cock, which slid, silky and hot, against her tongue. Caph grabbed her hips once more and set the pace, using the sounds of her moans as a gauge to figure out the best position and pace. When his cock started perfectly stroking her swollen clit, her back arched and she moaned even louder.

Ford echoed the sound. “Holy fuck,” he said through gritted teeth. “I won’t last long like this.”

Aaron took his cues from Caph’s movements, his cock filling her ass every time Caph withdrew from her cunt. She braced her hands against Caph’s chest and held on for the ride, the men in complete control of her body and pleasure. When the first orgasm hit her, the feeling of her body clamping down on the two cocks filling her pussy and ass intensified her pleasure. She swallowed Ford’s cock to the hilt, the soft nest of hair between his legs tickling her nose as the moans rolled out of her.

“Shit!” Ford gasped. “Don’t stop!”

His cock hardened against her tongue, and she knew he was close, but as a second explosion rocked her core, she was helpless to do anything but take it and let it fill every inch of her senses.

Aaron’s grip on her waist tightened as he fucked her harder, driving her deeper onto Caph’s shaft. She heard something and opened one eye to see Caph licking Ford’s sac.

The sexy sight made her moan and triggered another pleasant shiver throughout her body, weaker than the first two but enough to get Caph and Aaron’s attention. Aaron had taken total control, fucking her hard and fast and, from the feel of the way Caph’s cock hardened inside her pussy, driving him close to the edge as well.

It was Ford who came first, his fingers fisting her hair as he drove his cock deep into her mouth. She moaned as a flood of his juices shot down her throat. She did her best to keep up with him, but a little escaped, dribbling down the corner of her mouth.

Caph moaned next, closely followed by Aaron, both men’s cocks pulsing before emptying inside her, filling her with their cum.

She didn’t move, Ford’s cock growing soft in her mouth as she tried to suck every last drop out of him.

Caph chuckled. “Let me help you there, babe.” He licked her chin all the way up to the corner of her mouth, catching what she’d let escape from between her lips. She turned to kiss him, enjoying the way his tongue swept through her mouth. Then he placed a kiss on Ford’s cock before Ford flopped back on the bed.

“That never gets old,” Caph said.

Aaron carefully withdrew and went into the bathroom. Emi collapsed on top of Caph as Ford stretched out next to them. Aaron returned a moment later with a wet cloth to clean her up before he, too, curled up on Caph’s other side.

With Emi on his chest and the other two men each with their heads tucked in the crooks of his arms, they all fell asleep.

It was Caph’s growling stomach that awoke Emi a few hours later. She laughed. “Someone’s ready for lunch.”

She heard Aaron yawn. “I think we’re well past lunch.” He lifted his head and looked at the clock. “Yep. It’s dinnertime.”

On Caph’s other side, Ford stirred. “Did I hear the growl of the dinner bell?”

“Are y’all picking on me?” Caph asked. He stroked Emi’s hair. When she looked, she spotted his playful smile.

“No, big guy, we’re not picking on you,” she said. “Are we going out to eat, or room service?”

The three men answered in unison, “Room service.”

Emi giggled. “Sounds like it’s settled.”

Ford sat up and kissed her. “A chance to stay naked in bed with you or having to get up, get dressed, and go out? Hmm, let me think. Duh.”

“I get it, I get it.”

“Someone order me something,” Caph said as he closed his eyes. “Anything. Just wake me up when it gets here.”

Aaron rolled out of bed. “I’ll do it. Command decision. I’m ordering us pizzas.”

Emi enjoyed the feel of Caph’s arms around her as she snuggled back down onto his chest. “Sounds good to me.”

When the knock sounded on their room door an hour later, Emi squealed and pulled the sheet over herself even as Caph and Ford laughed and tried to expose her. Aaron donned a robe and went to answer the door and sign for the pizzas.

“Okay, Em. It’s safe.”

She smacked Caph and Ford on the arms. “That was mean!”

Ford grinned. “Hey, I think you’re beautiful.”

“Thought you didn’t want to show me off.”

Caph laughed and crawled out of bed. “Believe me, that guy’s probably seen a lot worse than us naked.”