*
Pacing her quarters, Shannon felt a little betrayed that her men were willing to fight but wanted to keep her under glass. Everyone wanted her locked up and hidden away.
“Putting yourself in danger is a very bad idea. Hastings’ focus would be on you and not the mission,” Milton said.
“Like he cares about me.” She rolled her eyes. “He’s a sperm donor, not a father.”
Curtis shrugged. “He knew about you all your life, but you haven’t tried to get to know each other.”
“He never tried. Never visited once. He let my birth mother die before I got to meet her, cheated on his wife and could’ve really messed up Bonnie’s life. Let’s not worry about Hastings in all of this,” she said.
“When he’s the one running the attack, you do need to take him into account.” Gavin folded his arms.
“He’s a professional soldier and leader. He should be able to block out personal issues for the greater good. Isn’t that what he did when he brought me here without any explanation? You guys had to force him to tell me the truth. I’ll do things my way, and he’ll do things his.” She smiled.
“You’re not exactly battlefield material. You’re an astronomer,” Ross told her.
“Fine, I’ll play nice. If he fails, don’t blame me.” Shannon had no intention of being a quiet mouse in the corner, but the guys needed to hear it.
“Good.” Milton hugged her tight.
“Now, I really could use some affection to get all this war crap out of my head. I’m used to gazing at stars, not talking about weapons.” She kissed Milton softly.
“You can’t use sex to win an argument,” Ross said.
She smiled and stripped off her clothes. “No? I don’t think anyone will win this argument anyway. I compromised so we might as well enjoy each other before we have to be serious and in danger.”
Without waiting for a reply, she headed into the bedroom and tossed out condoms and lube packets on the bed. Sliding onto the soft sheets, she watched as the men filed in and removed their clothing.
They might be alien soldiers, but she was a woman. Human or hybrid, she knew how men worked. She pulled Curtis onto the bed and kissed him, rubbing her breasts to his chest until he grabbed them. His rough hands made her press for more as her hands worked his cock. Once he was hard, she slid on protection and moved to ride him. Gavin lifted her up and set her on Curtis’ face.
As Gavin kissed her mouth, Curtis ate her pussy, Milton sucked her breasts, and Ross worked her ass. Their tongues ruled her world, and she rocked for more. When Curtis’ tongue wasn’t enough, she pushed back and Ross guided her onto the cock. Curtis was curved just right, and she moaned as she pressed all the way down on him.
Milton joined Ross behind her, and she relaxed as they lubed her ass. Milton pressed to her body, and she held still to enjoy every stretch. He was pushed into her even more as he took Ross’ cock, and she felt the weight and angle shift in Milton’s position.
“Like it?” she asked him.
“I love being in the middle.” He kissed her cheek.
Gavin stood, his feet on either side of Curtis and rubbed his erection over Shannon’s lips. She licked and kissed it playfully before grabbing the base and sucking the thick member in her mouth. Savoring the moment, she noticed they weren’t moving too fast. Everyone wanted to enjoy the passion and calm.
Hands squeezed her breasts, but she had no idea whose. Ross and Milton’s moans echoed her feelings, but her mouth was full. Twirling her tongue around the head of Gavin’s shaft, she loved the sound of his groans. Curtis lifted, and she gasped, grabbing Gavin’s tight ass as she rocked harder.
“You like all this attention?” Gavin teased.
She nipped at his balls. “I love the group thing. It’s so natural.”
The men sped up, and she was overwhelmed with heat and friction. The spark started deep inside her and spread slowly. Her hips snapped down on their
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