Emma: Part One (Outpost Nine Book 1) (7 page)

"Look at Max's face, and you tell me."

Her gaze flitted up to Max's. His features were pinched, his teeth sinking into his lower lip. She stopped abruptly when she noticed his fisted hands. "Am I hurting you?"

Max blew out a noisy breath. "Hurting me? Hell, honey, I'm about to explode all over those perky tits of yours."

"Oh!" Emma didn't know why, but Max's crass language actually made her pussy throb. There was something so exciting about hearing dirty words. She wondered what it would look like when he climaxed. That part hadn't really been covered in her education. Oh, she'd heard all about ejaculation, but she had no idea what that really involved.

"Touch his balls, Emma." Jack took her hand and placed it on Max's heavy sac. Jack's fingers interlaced with hers as they fondled Max. "You have to be careful here. We're very sensitive."

"I know," Emma said softly. "My dad always told me to kick a man in the nuts if I needed to get away and to run fast while he was down."

Max and Jack both chuckled. "Yeah," Max agreed, "that'll do it."

Jack's hand tightened around hers as he grasped Max's balls. "Some men prefer things a bit rougher. They like a little tugging and squeezing."

Emma noticed the way Max gulped and pumped his hips. Apparently he was one of those men. She also noticed the way Jack seemed to know all about pleasing Max. A seed of curiosity blossomed inside her. "Jack?"

"Yes?" He continued to help her manipulate Max's heavy sac while Max tried to hold it together above them.

"Are you and Max lovers?"

Jack's hand went still around hers. She didn't miss the exchange of anxious glances between the two cyborgs. Worried they might think she was bigoted, she hastily added, "I don't mind. My family didn't turn to zealotry after the War. We were strictly science folks."

Max visibly relaxed. He touched her face and smiled down at her. "Jack and I have been together for a long time."

"We care about one another deeply, but that doesn't mean that we're incapable of loving you the same way." Jack kissed her shoulder. "I don't want you to fear that you'll be second-best or less than if you come with us, Emma."

She didn't know what to say to that. She had been raised without hatred or prejudice by her family. The idea of belonging to a pair of men instead of just one was, admittedly, strange to her. But after being alone so long, the thought of having two men to love and protect seemed rather exciting and very welcome.

Still considering her options with these two cyborgs, Emma let her hand slip free from Jack's and resumed stroking Max's cock. Jack continued to roll Max's sac between his long fingers and tug lightly. She noticed the muscles in Max's belly flexing as they tortured him.

Suddenly, Max's hand closed around hers. "Enough," he said, the word little more than a grunt. "It feels too good, Emma, and I don't want to come on your breasts.” He smiled mischievously. “Not this first time, at least."

Her tummy leapt at the possibility of being with Max and Jack another time. The more they touched her, the harder it was for her to stick to her guns about staying behind. She forced those thoughts from her mind again. She didn't want to think about that. She just wanted to feel tonight. She wanted pleasure, wanted to forget about the hellish world outside her fence. In here, between these two cyborgs, she was safe and secure. She was going to make the most of it.

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Chapter Four

Emma relaxed into Jack's soothing heat. He cupped her chin, his fingers gliding along her throat and kissed her neck. "Are you ready, Emma?"

She trembled but nodded. "Yes."

"Good." This time it was Max who caressed her face. "Like Jack said earlier, we're going to prepare you and make it as easy as possible."

Emma gulped. "Prepare me how?"

Max grinned and pointed to the center of the bed. "Get up there, and I'll show you."

Quaking with nerves, Emma carefully stepped out of Jack's embrace and climbed onto the bed. Jack stood and moved away to shed his clothing while Max put a knee on the mattress. She leaned back on her palms and tried to remember to breathe as Max crawled over her. His mouth skimmed her belly and breasts before he trapped her between his knees and nibbled her neck. Emma shuddered as his tongue circled a sensitive spot. She cried out when he gave her a love bite. His low, rumbling laugh made her feel faint.

When Max interlaced their fingers, she was reminded of just how much smaller she was than the two of them. That they were being so gentle and sweet reinforced her belief the pair of cyborgs were completely honorable men. Max finally claimed her lips, his tongue darting inside her mouth and swiping hers. His thick cock smacked against her belly and left a surprisingly wet trail on her skin. She assumed it was pre-cum and remembered what Avery's mother had told her.

"You can't," Emma said in between passionate kisses, "finish inside me."

Max's mouth stumbled across her cheek. He pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. He seemed surprised by her request, but nodded. "If that’s what you want, sweetheart.”

“It is.” There was still a very small chance they could get her pregnant even if they did withdraw, but she figured with her nonexistent cycles the risk wasn't very high. And, honestly, with her head swimming in lust, Emma didn't much care. She had never felt this way, so out of control and needy. It seemed the only thing that would assuage her raging desire was the touch of these two men.

Max continued to kiss her until she thought she would faint. The man had a wonderfully skilled mouth. When she felt the bed dip again, Emma broke away from his mouth and watched a very naked and very erect Jack sliding into bed with them. Max leaned over and kissed Jack. The sight of the two big men twirling tongues left Emma feeling breathless and lightheaded. Curling tendrils of lust branched out from her lower belly and invaded her chest as she watched the erotic vision before her.

As Jack curled an arm above her head and turned her face toward his, Max kissed his way down Emma’s belly to the waistband of her shorts. Jack's tongue stabbed deep inside her mouth as Max pulled her shorts down and revealed her sex. She tried to keep her knees together, but Max wouldn’t allow it.

"No, Emma," Max ordered, his hand on her inner thigh. "Let me look."

Her face flamed as Max stared at her pussy. Jack nipped at her earlobe and played with her breasts. His big palm swept up and down over her skin, making her shiver.

"My, my, my, Emma," Max said, his tone surprised. "I'll admit I didn't expect this. Look, Jack. Look at how pink and soft and bare she is."

"I bet her skin feels like silk," Jack murmured against her cheek.

She clamped her eyelids together in embarrassment. She couldn't believe the two of them were talking about her pussy like that.

"I didn't know you were able to get ahold of razors," Jack said as he toyed with her earlobe. "I understood those to be some of the most sought-after supplies in the Outlands."

"They are," she said, her gaze locked with Max's. The teasing bastard was rubbing his chin side to side over the very top of her mound. "I get bored," she admitted. "It's so quiet here in the evenings. I got the recipe for sugar wax from a friend and one night I just decided to see what it would be like to make it smooth down there. I liked it, so I kept up with it there and on my legs and under my arms."

"Well, it's very much appreciated," Max murmured before placing a chaste kiss right atop her clit. Emma's mouth fell open at the wild sensation of having his lips ghosting over her most intimate area. He just smiled and continued teasing with light kisses.

She gasped when his finger glided between her folds. He held her open with his thumbs and gazed intently at her dripping core. "So pretty, Emma. So pink and wet." He circled her clit with his finger. "Can't wait to feel your tight little cunt gripping my cock."

Emma whimpered at his frank language. No man had ever spoken to her like this and it was driving her crazy.

"Taste her, Max." Jack's hand cupped Emma's breast again. "I bet her pussy is delicious."

Emma nearly passed out when Max's pointed tongue parted her folds. In one exaggerated swipe, he licked from the very tip of her opening to her clit. Her head fell back against Jack's chest and she moaned loudly. Her fingers had never felt this good. None of her fantasies had ever come close to the real thing. "Oh, god!"

"Not even close, honey." Max chuckled against her, the vibrations making her clit throb. He grasped her inner thighs and held her wide open as he delved into her sex. She held tight to Jack as Max's tongue traced her dewy lips and then concentrated on flicking the tiny pearl that provided so much pleasure.

"Does that feel good, Emma?" Jack asked. "Do you like the way Max is eating your cunt?"

"Yes," she panted. "Oh, yes!"

"Do you want him to keep going?"

"Please," she begged, her voice shaky. "Please don't stop, Max."

"Do you want to come on his mouth, Emma?" Jack pinched her nipple and made her squeal with delight.

"Yes! Yes!"

Max made the naughtiest sounds as he lapped at her clit, as if he were enjoying the most delicious dessert imaginable. Emma's heart stuttered when he sucked her clit between his lips and swirled his tongue over the swollen bud. She grasped at Jack, desperate for support as Max drove her closer and closer to orgasm. Max's tongue never left her clit. He seemed to realize she hovered on the brink of explosion. He sped up the pace of his fluttering tongue until she threw back her head and shrieked. "Max! Max!
Max!
"

Pure rapturous bliss exploded in her lower belly. She jerked wildly as Max feasted upon her pussy, his tongue never letting up as she came and came and came. Jack claimed her mouth in an insistent, almost punishing kiss that swallowed her cries of ecstasy. Trapped by the two men, she was forced to endure the breathtaking orgasm that left her limp and barely able to function.

Max gathered her into his brawny arms and kissed her silly. "Baby," Max said in a husky tone, "I don't think I'll ever get enough of that sweet cunt of yours.” He dotted light pecks along her cheek. “I can't wait to put my tongue between your thighs again, to hear you scream my name." He grasped her hand and pulled it to his raging hard-on. "Feel my dick, Emma. Feel what you've done to me."

She stroked Max's rigid length as Jack draped her knees over his shoulder and lowered his mouth to her pussy. She and Max continued to kiss and grope as Jack drove her crazy with his tongue. He seemed to know her clit was too sensitive to be stimulated and let his tongue dart in and out of her virgin pussy. The feeling of his soft, wet tongue prodding her silken depths left Emma aching for more.

"What do you want, Emma?" Max brushed his knuckles over her cheek. "Tell Jack what you want him to do."

"I don't know," she admitted rather helplessly. "I want something. I feel…empty." She glanced down at Jack, watched his stiff tongue sliding through her slippery folds. "Help me, Jack?"

He smiled devilishly and licked his middle finger. Ever so slowly, he penetrated her with the long, thick digit. Max's mouth sought hers as Jack carefully probed her, his finger sliding in and out of her channel at a leisurely pace. She acclimated to the alien sensation of Jack's finger inside her. When he added his tongue to the mix, she cried out in surprise and clawed at Max. He just laughed and kissed her again. His rough, hot hand spanned her belly and rubbed gently.

Meanwhile, Jack's tongue continued to flutter over the pink kernel between her thighs. He carefully added a second finger to her dripping-wet pussy and pumped it in and out of her tight passage. When he rubbed a certain spot inside her, Emma tore away from Max's mouth and fought the urge to yank away from Jack's searching fingers. "
Ah!
"

"You like that?" Max asked, his expression amused. "If I'm not mistaken, I think Jack just found your G-spot, honey."

"My what?" Emma's entire body buzzed as Jack's fingers kept stimulating that spot and his tongue continued to torment her.

"It doesn't matter," Max whispered against her lips. "Close your eyes, sweetheart, and just feel. Feel Jack's tongue sliding through your cunt. Feel his fingers pumping inside you." Max kneaded her breasts and playfully bit her collarbone. "Let Jack taste your honey. Come for Jack, baby. Let go, Emma. Come for us."

Max's encouragement pushed her over the edge. He cupped her cheek and devoured her mouth as Jack's tongue forced her into another mind-shattering climax. She undulated atop the mattress, her body partially trapped by Max's larger frame. Those fingers inside her pussy tormented her by pumping and thrusting and twisting until she thought she would just die. Max's hands squeezed her breasts and tweaked her nipples, adding a sharp sensation to the wicked ecstasy of her orgasm.

"Oh God!
Jack.
" Emma touched his head, her fingers sifting through his short hair, as his mouth slowed to a gentle torment.

"Emma, Emma, Emma," he replied, his voice so whisper-soft. He carefully removed his fingers and licked them clean. The sight of his tongue gathering her slick nectar made Emma's belly wobble. He rose and climbed over her, clamping her between his hard body and Max's. A thrill rippled along her spine. She could feel both men's cocks sliding against her skin. Four hands roamed her body. Two mouths nibbled her neck and mouth. She closed her eyes and reveled in the debauchery of being shared by the pair of cyborgs.

"Take me," she whispered, her desire to be relieved of her virginity so very strong. "Make love to me."

In one swift and easy movement, Jack lifted her up and flipped her around to straddle Max’s trim hips. Jack sidled up to her back and slid his arms around her waist. He massaged her breasts with his callused hands. Max grasped her hips and smiled up at her. His massive erection smacked against her belly and left wet smudges on her skin.

"Take my cock in your hand, Emma," Max ordered. "Guide me into you." He rubbed her arms and gave her a reassuring smile. "We think it's best if you're in total control."