Tymber Dalton - Bightmares

He received another round of groans in reply.

He kissed Emi on the top of the head. “Evening catch up with you, babe?”

“Uh huh.”

“I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Graymard says he wants us all in hearings this afternoon over the Aroykin incident.”

The three women groaned.

“Fucker tries to put me in a sim, I’ll kill him,” Sophie dangerously grumbled. “So help me, I fucking will.”

“I’ll make sure I warn him,” Ford snarked.

The hearings took two days. After that, the crews were released for some well-deserved R&R while their ships received maintenance, repairs, and retrofits. Donna got her shared cabin. Sophie liked the idea so much she pushed for one, too.

Emi made her men promise not to bust the other guys’ balls about it.

As the three crews took over suites at a luxury Martian resort dome near the Galileo base, Emi felt her stress finally melt away. They had a large joint crew dinner for all of them to celebrate before retiring to their separate rooms.

Emi eyed the luxurious and deep spa bathtub, large enough for the four of them. “You thinking what I’m thinking, babe?” Ford asked as he stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

“If it involves memories of that night when you popped my cherry, hell yes.”

He nibbled on the nape of her neck. “Oooh, yes. Looking for a redo?”

She turned in his arms and kissed him. “Maybe. Think I can pull off pretending you’ve never fucked me in the ass before?”

“Heh. That might be a bit of a stretch.” He winced as she giggled. “Sorry, bad pun.”

They turned at the sound of a soft moan from the bedroom. Aaron lay face down on the king-sized bed, naked to the waist, with Caph kneeling over him. Caph’s large hands slowly kneaded his muscles. “Right there?”

Aaron’s muffled moan in reply sounded affirmative.

He’d pulled his back the day before while working in engineering. “I thought you said it felt better today?” Emi chastised as she broke free from Ford and walked to the bed.

“It does,” Aaron mumbled against the mattress. “But it still hurts. Oooh.” Caph must have hit another sore spot.

She walked over to her suitcase and rummaged through it until she found her medical kit. “Lucky for you, I planned ahead.” She set up a hypo. “Pull his pants down, Caph.”

He grinned. “Oh, hell yeah. Doctor’s orders.”

Aaron laughed as he raised his hips enough Caph could reach under him, unfasten, and pull down his trousers. Once enough rear real estate had been exposed, she injected Aaron in the left ass cheek.

“Ow. What was that?”

She sat next to him on the bed. “Mild muscle relaxer, Captain. Sorry, but doctor’s orders.”

He groaned. “That means I’m gonna be sleepy…”

She leaned in and kissed his cheek. “Sorry, Cap.”

He was softly snoring before she even sat up again. Caph shook his head. “Damn. There goes my plans.”

“Hey, you can still help me get him naked.”

“Cool.”

“What am I? Chopped liver?” Ford snarked from the doorway.

“No,” Caph said. “But I was hoping that now we’re all together and relaxed and have a few days off we could make the most of that time together before they send us out again.”

Ford unbuttoned his shirt. “You’re as greedy as she is,” he said with a playful smile.

“Duh. Like you’re complaining.” He helped Emi finish removing Aaron’s trousers. They rolled him onto his side and pulled the covers up to his waist. “How long will he be out, babe?”

“It was a mild one, but as worn out as he is, it doesn’t surprise me he zonked like that.” She kissed Caph. “Sorry I ruined your plans, buddy.”

“Ah, it’s okay. I’ll improvise.” He tugged on her shirt. “Why’s this still on?”

Ford stepped behind her and grabbed the hem of her shirt. He pulled it up and over her head and then tossed it to the floor. “That’s much better.”

Caph unhooked her front bra clasp and peeled the straps down and off her shoulders. The lacy black item joined her shirt on the floor. “No, that’s much better,” he said as the fabric parted, and her nipples immediately hardened in the cool room.

The larger man stepped forward, pressing her into Ford. “I say we all retire to the bathroom.” She felt both of their cocks, already stiff, through the fabric of their trousers.

“Excellent idea, big guy,” Ford said. He reached around Emi and unfastened her pants. Caph helped Ford slide them and her panties down her legs, leaving her naked between them.

“Mmm. Beautiful,” Caph said. He bent his head and kissed her. She tasted mocha on his breath, from the dessert coffee he’d had after dinner. It didn’t matter how many times they kissed her or loved her, she still felt almost dizzy from his hot and steamy embrace.

Ford’s lips brushed the back of her neck, below her hairline. With every breath against her flesh, she felt her body respond, her clit throbbing, her juices flowing the way they always did when her men took her.

Caph lightly stroked one finger between her legs. She closed her eyes and softly moaned, leaning back against Ford for support.

“Oh, man, she’s wet.” Caph’s finger rubbed back and forth, grazing her clit with each teasing stroke before he slipped it inside her as deep as he could.

“Oh!” Her eyes opened as she looked into his eyes. Playful buddy or not, when he felt passionate and in charge, she never could say no to Caph. Not that she wanted to in the first place.

“You like that, baby?” he asked.

“Yeah!”

Ford’s thumbs rubbed her nipples, lightly stroking, intensifying her need.

“We’re going to take care of you really good tonight, sweetheart,” Ford softly said. “Even if Cap can’t join the fun, we’re not letting you go tonight until you’ve been thoroughly fucked by both of us.” She gasped at his sensuous, breathy tone.

Caph suddenly withdrew his finger, then scooped her into his arms. “My dick is going to explode if I don’t sink it inside you in the next thirty seconds.”

Ford laughed and stepped into the bathroom. “I don’t think that’s going to happen, but let’s not waste any more precious time.” He turned on the water in the tub, started it filling before he turned to where Caph had set Emi on her feet in the bathroom. “Why don’t you help me with my pants, sugar?”

She grinned as she dropped to her knees and unfastened his trousers. He plunged his hands into her loose hair as she engulfed his throbbing cock.

Caph moaned. “Holy Jesus, I need that in the worst way!” He dropped his pants and stood next to Ford. She reached up and stroked his cock, spreading the glistening drops of pre-come over the head as she slowly worked her fingers up and down it while he thrust his hips.

After a few minutes she sat up and switched, going down on Caph while she stroked Ford’s cock with her other hand. Caph grunted, his eyes closed. “Oh, yeah, that’s fucking awesome!”

Ford glanced at the tub. “We can stand out here, or we can get busy in there,” he snarked. “It’s ready.”

Emi sat up. “I say we move to the tub.” She stood and carefully slipped in, enjoying the luxurious feel of the water. Baths were definitely not something they indulged in on the Tamora Bight , water showers a rarity outside of port.

Ford and Caph followed her into the tub. Caph leaned back against the edge, and she straddled him. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto his cock.

“Oh, fuck yeah, babe. That’s what I wanted.”

As horny as she was, there was a better than good chance she might be able to get off just from him fucking her. Especially if Ford hurried up.