Captured By The Mercenaries

I remembered Rafe’s words from this morning. “Get on the cot on your own, or I’ll put you there.”

Arsen was much more laid back than his dickhead leader, but I had a feeling the same thing was being said to me now, if not in so many words.

Nibbling my lip, I stood and did as he asked. Mostly…because I wanted to. I decided I’d berate myself for my actions later. Because right now, I wanted to sit on his lap, not for a lesson in poker, but to feel his hands on my body. I knew it was wrong, but it just didn’t matter.

I settled back against him, sitting sideways on his lap, my shoulder resting against the wide breadth of his chest. One of my arms remained in place over my breasts. It wasn’t easy playing poker one handed. His large hand came around, resting on my thigh, holding me in place.

My clit throbbed, demanding attention and I tried to ignore it as he began setting up a new hand for us. He was walking me through his strategy for playing and I wasn’t hearing a word. That deep grating tone was stoking my lust higher and my pussy was clenching, achingly empty. I could feel the iron bar that was his dick pressing against my hip and my mind was conjuring up all sorts of naughty fantasies.

A piece of me felt terrible. I’d been writhing in his friend’s arms this morning. How could I be feeling this way for Arsen now? Of course, I didn’t really like Rafe much.

Liar.

A growl rumbled out of Arsen’s chest and I looked over at him in surprise. “If you keep doing that, I’m not going to be responsible for my actions.”

“Doing what?” I asked, eyes wide.

Arsen’s hand slid up the inside of my thigh, cupping my panty-clad pussy. “That,” he said when it clenched again.

My clit pulsed with every heartbeat and I’d sucked in a breath when he’d touched me. I couldn’t believe he could feel my body's tremors. Then again, I was sitting directly on his leg. Moreover, I couldn’t believe how hard my body was trembling. I’d never been this turned on by a man before, let alone twice in one day, not to mention two different men.

His eyes dropped down to my lips and I licked them as he lowered his head to taste me.

Forgetting about my nudity, I wrapped my arms around his neck as he nibbled at my bottom lip. When I opened for him, he grasped my chin, tilting my head and deepening the kiss.

His tongue stroked mine and I turned as much as I could to face him without falling off his lap. The fabric of his shirt was scraping my nipples, sending small bolts of pleasure down to my pussy, and I could feel myself getting wet for him.

He gripped my hips with both hands, seating me across his lap so that we were front to front and my legs dangled on either side of his hips.

When he leaned forward to kiss me again, I pulled back. “Wait.”

He paused, eyes narrowing to dangerous slits when I licked my lips again. This time it was from nerves. I didn’t want to ask what I was about to. “This isn’t right. I can’t…do what I did with Rafe this morning…and now.” I made a motion toward him, my cheeks heating with embarrassment. I wasn’t a virgin, but I’d never been open about talking about sex with others. Especially,mysex life. Not that I had a very active one.

The side of his mouth kicked up. “Didn’t you hear me say you were ours this morning?”

Maybe. Yes. And Rafe mentioned something…“I don’t know what that means.”

“It means, Little Warrior,” he said, leaning forward and tracing his tongue down the side of my neck. “That you can sleep with any of us and not feel guilty.”

He was sucking on the swell of my breast now and I was finding it hard to focus. “That’s…not how that works,” I told him, panting a little as his head dropped further and his tongue swept lower. I jumped a little as it bathed my nipple.

“It does for us,” he murmured before he focused back on his mission.

I grabbed his hair, the tresses soft and silky in my hands. It was just long enough on top to get a grip on. I tugged his head away from my chest so he had to meet my eyes. “You guys…share?”

“Sometimes.” A flash of anger—that I didn’t understand at all—flared up inside of me. He must have seen it on my face because he chuckled. “We haven’t in a long time,” he admitted. “With you, that’s exactly what we’ll do. You belong to all of us.”

His reassurances shouldn’t have soothed me, but they did. He lifted his hand and palmed my breast and I arched against him. His mouth returned to my neck and he bit and sucked his way down the length of it. I was going to end up with hickeys, but it wasn’t like anyone was here to see them.

“Do you like the idea of that, Little Warrior?” He nipped my ear. “Of being shared by three men?”

Oh God. I think I did.I certainly couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this wet, this turned on.