Del's Pirates [Sequel to G'baena's Pirates] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (14 page)

They hadn’t bothered to move back to their individual quarters since defeating Keytark. She loved living with her guys, but the downside was that home was now in the middle of the ship. And she’d promised to be home more than twenty minutes ago.

Damn, time went fast when there was so much to do.

Sarah, Jordan, and their son, and G’baena, Devlin, and Kam, G’baena’s sisters and mother, and several other newly formed families had relocated to the smaller vessels the moment they’d found a suitable planet—one large enough to hide them, small enough to be unknown, and with little if any sentient life.

Without the constant attacks they hadn’t needed to stay on the planet very long for Cooper and his team to finish repairs on the pirate ship. As soon as the new captain had been ready they’d headed back toward the cluster of planets controlled by Keytark’s forces and had spent the past four Earth months disrupting any attempt to rebuild Keytark’s “kingdom.” So far the slave trade in this sector had been reduced to a smattering of smaller operators. None of them had enough contacts to build their business into anything larger before they ran into one of the two ships now working the sector as undercover pirates. It was quite nice to know there was a second, heavily armed ship out there capable of backing them up if they needed.

Finally, more than twenty-five minutes later than she’d promised, Avery reached the closed door of the cabin that she now officially shared with her husbands and hoped she wasn’t the only one to have lost track of time. She scanned her palm—a new security measure to contain intruders that Devlin and Cooper had installed throughout the ship—and rushed into the room.

She was mighty disappointed to find it empty.

Avery was wondering whether to go looking for her men or sit and wait when she heard a soft moan come from the bathroom. She crept into the room, not wanting to interrupt her men, but needing very much to be close to them. She always enjoyed watching them together.

Del was bent forward, his arms supporting his weight as he leaned over the bench. Cooper stood behind him, his hands on Del’s hips as he slid his cock deep into Del’s ass in a slow, steady rhythm that seemed more loving and gentle than erotic.

Avery smiled, pleased that her men could share a connection so strong even when she wasn’t there with them.

“About time, Avery-girl,” Cooper said as he glanced over at her. “Why are you still dressed?”

She giggled, shrugged her shoulders, and quickly set about fixing the problem. As soon as she was naked Cooper held his hand out for her. She took it without hesitation, her nipples already pulling tight, her pussy already leaking juice onto her thighs.

“On the bench,” Cooper said as he pushed to the hilt inside Del’s ass and then helped the man to make room for Avery in front of them. “Lift your feet onto the edge and open those legs wide, Avery-girl. Show Del your pretty, pink pussy lips.”

Del’s eyes were glazed with passion, but the look he gave her practically had her melting at his feet.

“Del is going to eat that delicious pussy while I fuck him. What do you think, Del? Would you like that?”

“Yes,” Del said with such a wicked grin that juice pulsed from her pussy, the warm fluid rolling down her skin toward her ass. Cooper was already bending Del forward to get his mouth closer. The first touch of his tongue had her embarrassingly close to orgasm. Fuck, would she ever get enough of these two men?

“I think she likes that,” Cooper said, moving his hand into Del’s hair. He held their man steady as Del licked and suckled her swollen flesh and Cooper slowly began to fuck him again.

Avery was panting, her pussy muscles pulling tighter, her ass throbbing, her arousal driving higher and higher and higher.

“Fuck,” Cooper growled as he pulled Del away. He thrust into his ass harder and harder, taking Del almost violently, leaving her to watch the pleasure on Del’s face. “Avery, bend over the bench.” The words sounded urgent, on edge, bossy as hell, but just the tone had her quivering with need once more.

She slid off the counter, turned, and leaned over the smooth surface.

Del placed one hand on her hip as he pressed his cock against her slick entrance. He pushed in smoothly, filling her, his other hand caressing her spine as he pressed to the hilt.

“Del, hold her close,” Cooper said on a panted breath. “This isn’t going to be gentle.”

Del wrapped an arm around her middle, his other leaning over her to brace against the bench. Even wildly aroused, her men managed to keep her safe.

And then Cooper started to move, his frantic thrusts meaning that Del’s cock barely moved from her body but the reverberations traveled to her womb regardless. She was panting, gasping, writhing under the strange sensation, feeling Del’s pleasure mirror her own.

“Damn it,” Cooper growled, his control snapping. He wrapped an arm around them both, pulling Avery even closer against Del as he started thrusting harder and harder and harder. The feeling of being fucked by both of them was amazing, but then Del’s hand moved lower, his fingers deftly finding her clit, and her world exploded.

She screamed as she shook violently. With them holding her so close the vibrations had no outlet, instead bouncing over her again and again, stealing her breath, her mind, her sanity. Del made a gasping sound, his cock pulsing inside her pussy as Cooper slammed into his ass one more time and held still.

Afterward she would have sworn that she felt Cooper’s orgasm just as keenly, but with the aftershocks of her orgasm and the fireworks exploding in her brain all she could do was quiver in their hold and be very grateful for their strength as they held her up. Eventually, Cooper managed to lift away, his jolting movements making them all groan. Del soon followed, his cock slipping from her pussy as he helped her to her feet.

Thankfully, despite his own exhaustion, he noticed her wobbly knees and held her close, supporting her balance as the three of them stepped into the shower area. They cleaned up quickly and headed back into the main room. She reached for her clothing, intending to get dressed so they could head down to the mess hall for dinner, but Cooper lifted the clothes from her hands and encouraged her to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Avery-girl,” he said, giving her a bright, confident smile that didn’t quite cover his nervousness, “Del and I wanted to run an idea past you.”

“Oh,” she said as Del moved two chairs so that he and Cooper sat side by side in front of her. Her nervousness at what they wanted to talk about was almost overridden by the naked beauty of them both, but when Del gave her a worried look her heart rate leapt into high gear.

“Now that the slavers have been mostly shut down we were wondering if you still wanted to be a pirate.”

She smiled at his description. It was true that this vessel was considered the most dangerous pirate ship in the galaxy, but she’d never really thought of it as such. Jordan, and now Judge, had always acted honorably as captain of this ship, even when they were technically breaking a few laws. Everything they’d ever done had been to help people who hadn’t been able to help themselves. It was a noble cause, one she’d always been proud to be a part of, but it didn’t stop her from dreaming of a quiet future somewhere safe where they could maybe raise a family one day.

Cooper grinned, his nervousness of moments ago dissolving as he interpreted the look on her face. He leaned forward, touched her face, and stared into her eyes.

“Devlin, Kam, and Bae have invited us to join them on the colony they’ve established on a planet not far from here.”

Del grabbed one of her hands in both of his. “I know there’s still more to be done, but we’ve done our part—for now at least. Isn’t it time we started living the free life we’ve fought so hard for?”

“Of course,” she said, not really surprised by Del’s wish to begin a new phase of his life. Ever since they’d defeated Keytark he’d been restless, unfocused, not quite himself. It had permeated every part of his life except this one. With his partners he was happier than Cooper and Avery had ever known him.

“So you wouldn’t mind retiring for a while, maybe starting a family?” Cooper asked.

“Family as in a baby or two?”

“Or four,” Del said with a grin.

“You’re okay with this?” As much as she wanted to, Avery couldn’t avoid the question. With Del being a Pendarian, all of the children she had would be Cooper’s, they’d be human, and Del would be giving up his chance to father children of his own.

“Avery,” Del said with a very serious look on his face. “I love you. I always have. It doesn’t matter who is the actual biological father of any children we have. It only matters that Cooper and I love you and love each other. Our children will be loved by both their fathers. Never doubt that.”

“I love you,” she said as tears filled her eyes and clogged her throat. “I love you both so much.”

“And we love you, too, Avery-girl,” Cooper said, his thumb smoothing the tears off her cheek. “Say yes. Come live with us and have our babies and celebrate the life together that we’ve always hoped for.”

“Yes, it’s definitely time to retire from life as a pirate,” she said, nodding frantically, her tears falling freely as she climbed off the bed and into Del’s lap. Cooper placed his arms around both of them, pressed a kiss to her temple and then one to Del’s mouth.

“We’ll always be pirates,” Cooper assured her with a soft laugh. “But for the next twenty years or so, how about you and I just restrict ourselves to being Del’s pirates?”

Del laughed, pressed a kiss to her forehead, and said, “Sounds pretty good to me.”

“Me, too,” she agreed with a soft laugh. “Me, too.”

THE END

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