“I’m starting to see why Mace didn’t bother undressing. You’re hard to resist when you say things like that.”
“Yes, she is.” Mace bowed his head to capture her mouth with his.
Tish shivered and rose on her toes to kiss him back, her fingers still stroking his cock.
He rocked his hips against her, craving more of that. More of her.
Her kiss was full of need and fire with an urgency that matched his own.
Xaber joined them, his body sliding in behind Tish. Mace glanced up to look at his brother, who grinned at him.
“We found her,”he sent to Mace through their link.
“And we’re keeping her. Forever.”
Xaber kissed Tish’s shoulder and then worked his way up to her neck. She groaned and writhed between them, every motion making his cock throb. His entire body burned with desire for the beauty in his arms.
He cradled her cheek, staring down at her in wonder. Finding her was the best thing that ever happened to them, and he’d go to war with every corporation in existence if it would keep her safe.
“Are you ready to take the next step?” Xaber asked.
Only then did Mace see the injector in his batch-brother’s hand. He intended to do this here and now.
Tish turned to look back at Xaber. He held up the injector so she could see it. A smile played over her lips as she understood.
“Do it.” She tipped her head to one side, exposing her throat.
Xaber placed the injector against her skin and then sent him a single word.“Together.”
Mace placed his hand over Xaber’s, a thrill racing through him that had nothing to do with the fire in his veins.
Tish’s fingers flexed around his cock as the injector hissed, sending a stream of nanotech into her body.
“You’re ours now,” Xaber said.
She smiled and raised her head. “And you are both mine.”
Mace kissed her gently before letting Xaber turn her around to claim a kiss for himself.
He moved back, just far enough to have room to strip away his soaking wet pants and single, soggy sock.
When he returned, Xaber was on his knees with his face buried in her mound.
She moaned, her eyes hot as she gestured for him to rejoin them.
Mace took position behind her, steadying her against his body as Xaber lifted one of her legs over his shoulder.
“Oh gods,” Tish shuddered. “Yes. That. Please. More of that.”
Mace toyed with her breasts, enjoying every gasp and moan as his batch-brother brought her to the brink of release. He loved the way she responded to them, her passion a flame that burned brighter than any star.
When she came, it was with a wild, keening cry. She went rigid and then slumped as her legs buckled, trusting him to catch her before she fell.
That trust meant everything. “I’ll never let you fall, Tish.”
She twisted her neck and looked up at him with an expression of love that melted his heart.
“I know.”
