“Damn, you’re so tight. I can see we’re gonna have to do a lot of play to get you ready to take our cocks.”
“Play,” Aleki murmured. “My favorite.”
She remembered. He could spend fucking hours between her legs. He’d eat her out until she was a pile of goo, incapable of even begging.
He’d always claimed that she was his favorite treat.
Even better than Tim-Tams. Aleki loved the chocolate biscuits he had his cousins send to him from New Zealand. So that was high praise indeed.
Caleb pushed another finger into her, driving them slowly in and out. He was hindered by her panties and she wanted to rip them off. Beg him to take her. To make her come.
Not the place.
Only right now, she didn’t much care that they weren’t anywhere private. That she should likely slow this down. She was so turned on, she just wanted to come. He ran his thumb over her clit.
“Tell me when the last time you came was,” Caleb demanded.
God, that quiet dominance he exuded the rest of the time transferred easily to the bedroom.
“I . . . I don’t know. A week ago.”
“With who?” Aleki asked, voice tight with jealousy. “Not him.”
“No. I told you I only slept with him once and believe me, he didn’t care about getting me off.”
She thrust her hips up. More. She was so close. She needed more. Aleki folded the table up before kneeling next to her. He ran his finger over her tight nipple, making her cry out.
“Then who gave you that orgasm?” Aleki asked her before his mouth descended on her nipple, sucking through the material.
She groaned. Shit. Caleb’s fingers were still deep inside her, his thumb pressing on her clit. She tried to drive her hips up again, to get some friction.
“Stay still,” Caleb commanded.
She froze. Holy. Shit.
“Who gave you the orgasm?” Caleb demanded.
Wolfe was silent, he just watched them all. But when she glanced over at him, she could tell he was just as turned on as the rest of them were.
“Ron,” she told him.
“Who the fuck is Ron?” Aleki asked with clear jealousy.
“My vibrator.”
“Your vibrator?” Aleki asked.
“Yeah, I named him Ron. I’m sad I had to leave him behind. But I forgot to bring him with me. He was a good vibrator. Never let me down. Just keep going on and on.”
“I’ll get you a new one,” Wolfe said suddenly.
“What?”
That wasn’t what she’d expected him to say.
“Girl can’t be without her vibrator,” Aleki told her before returning his mouth to her nipple.
“No,” Caleb murmured, moving his fingers again, his thumb strumming her clit. His cock pressed against her ass and she groaned at the feel of it.
“You want me to have a vibrator?”
“Uh-huh,” Caleb replied. “But the rule is that you don’t get to use it without us. Your orgasms are ours now, baby.”
“Come without our permission and you’ll be in big trouble,” Wolfe told her.
“That’s a rule? Seriously?”
“Along with not putting yourself down,” Wolfe told her. “I’ll start a list after breakfast.”
Before she could protest yet another list, her orgasm washed over her in a wave and she would have screamed the plane down if Aleki hadn’t moved quickly and slammed his mouth down on hers, kissing her as though he were drowning and only she could save him.
Thing was, they’d saved her. Not the other way around.
“That ought to do it,” Wolfe said with satisfaction.
“Do what?” she asked drowsily.
“Stake our claim.”
Their claim? What did he mean?
Marilyn walked in before she could question him. She stiffened, wondering if she should move.
“Oh, are you tired? I could show you where the bedroom is?” Marilyn asked in a sweet voice. But her eyes were cold. Aleki had returned to his seat, and Caleb had removed his hand from her pussy. But there must have been something on their faces that clued Marilyn in or maybe it was the faint scent of satisfaction on the air.
“I’m fine.”
“All right,” Marilyn replied. “It is probably best to eat while sitting in your seat. In case of turbulence.”
“She’s fine where she is,” Caleb said firmly. “You can put our food down and then leave us. Thank you.”
Marilyn turned a smile on Caleb. “Of course.”
She placed their breakfasts down, glared at Vivi, then left.
Wolfe looked after her thoughtfully. “I’ll fire her when we get home.”
“What? Why?” she asked.
“I don’t like the way she looked at you.”
Okay, she didn’t like Marilyn but that didn’t mean she wanted her to lose her job.
“You can’t fire people for looking at me funny, Wolfe.”
“Why not?”
“Umm, guys? You want to help me out?” She looked up at Caleb then over to Aleki.
Caleb looked thoughtful. “She may not be a good fit. We’ll watch her for the rest of the trip. She’s only on a contract so it’s not a hassle to get rid of her.”
She kind of felt bad for mentioning anything.
Caleb kissed her lightly. “You come first. Before everyone.”
“This has to be a dream.”
“No pinching,” they all said together.
She had to grin.
Wolfe picked up her porridge and she tried to move back into her seat.
“Stay where you are,” Caleb commanded.
“But you need to eat your breakfast.”
“I’ll eat it later.”
“It will get cold. You should eat it now.”
He held her tighter.
“Caleb.”
Aleki snorted. “He’s using you to hide.”
“Hide?” While he wasn’t as muscular as Aleki, he was still a big guy. And she was pretty small in comparison. “Hide what?”
“His erection, I’m guessing,” Wolfe said, frowning down at the porridge. “She made this far too hot. You could have burned yourself.”
She couldn’t believe he’d just said that. Dear. Lord. Help. Her.
“He’s not wrong,” Caleb told her. “Having you sit on my lap is a delicious sort of torture. Getting to taste you, watching you come apart in my arms? Heaven.”
Should she offer to take care of him? Was she being selfish, just taking from him? She still couldn’t believe they’d just done that.
That she’d come in Caleb’s arms, while Aleki kissed her and Wolfe watched.
She’d been with two men in her life. Aleki and William. This was a lot.
“You’ve gone all tense, you’re gonna ruin all our good work. Stop worrying,” Caleb told her. “That’s our job now.”
“That’s kind of impossible.”
“I know a way you can stop worrying,” Aleki said, between mouthfuls of food. “By giving yourself into our care. Remember what we said to you in the car? You could leave the big decisions to us?”
“I remember.”
“You can give us the small ones as well,” Caleb told her. “All you have to do is tell us that you need a break and we’ll take over for you. It might help you find your Little. I bet she’s tucked deep inside you, where you’re protecting her. But you don’t need to keep her safe from us. We’ll do whatever is needed to take care of her.”