3013: Targeted (14 page)

“Unless it involves bringing anyone else into the bedroom. We won’t share you, T’karra,” Hawke added.

“And I will never share either of you. Any woman who touches my males will get her throat torn out.”

Her eyes flared red for an instant, and Brandt knew she meant every word of her threat. “Graphic, but sexy. I’ve never had a female get territorial about me before. I think I like it.”

She arched her brow at him, her lush lips turning up into a sensual smile that bared the tips of her fangs. “You’re involved with a Krytos female, now. You had better get used to it.”

He’d never know if it was her smile or her words that broke him, but a heartbeat after she’d spoken, his mouth was crushed against hers, and his fingers were tangled in her braided hair. Her lips parted, and he swept his tongue into her mouth. Her moan vibrated against his lips, the low hum resonating through him, making his head buzz and his heart pound. His cock was so hard it ached, and he wanted nothing more than to bury himself deep in her slick heat and fuck her until she was screaming his name. She flexed the leg wrapped around his hip so she could rub her pussy along his cock, teasing him to the point of madness.

“What do you want, T’karra?” Hawke asked, the words helping Brandt hang on to the last threads of control.

The answer came as a whisper uttered against his lips. “Hold me, Hawke. Hold me while Brandt makes me come.”

T’karra hadn’t expected to still be in control. Their words freed her, and deep in her soul she rejoiced at the knowledge she hadn’t trusted them in vain. She let them move her, rearranging themselves so that Hawke was behind her, his back to the headboard and his arms holding her in his lap. Her legs were draped over his, spread wide so that Brandt had no trouble fitting his big body between her thighs. His finger traced the lips of her pussy, leaving a shimmering wake of heat wherever he touched her. A fresh flood of cream soaked his fingers and he groaned in approval.

“You’re so beautiful. Do you want me to taste you, now?”

She bucked her hips, trying to increase the pressure of his touch, needing him to do more, to make her feel more. “Taste me. Touch me. I don’t care how you do it, ’leet, but I need to come soon.”

Challenge flared in his eyes and a low growl rumbled deep in his chest as Brandt dropped his head to her pussy. Rough fingers parted her folds, exposing her clit to his flicking tongue, and pleasure flooded her, overwhelming her senses. He lapped and nibbled, every move deliberate. Hawke’s hands claimed her breasts, rolling and stroking her sensitive nipples, and the combination of both their touches sent her rocketing toward the fastest orgasm she’d ever experienced.

Hawke’s mouth was next to her ear, whispering a litany of half-heard encouragements and promises of pleasures yet to come while Brandt’s talented mouth brought her to the brink of release. The two of them kept her there, working her body until she was trembling with anticipation, her muscles taut and their every touch adding more fuel to the pending explosion. Finally, Hawke nipped at her earlobe, bringing her attention back to him and what he was saying. “Ask him, baby. He won’t let you come until you ask him to.”

The words tumbled out of her mouth in a breathless jumble. “Let me come, Brandt. Please? I need to.”

His gaze flicked up to lock with hers, and her breath caught as she saw the feral need in his glacier-blue eyes. The next second he drew her clit into his mouth, working it with the tip of his tongue as he plunged two fingers deep into her slick channel. She went off like a rocket, a ragged howl rising from her throat as she came. Her orgasm was intense, the pleasure so fierce it was almost painful. She let sensation claim her, riding the waves of ecstasy for as long as she could.

When she came back to her senses, Hawke’s arms were wrapped around her again, and Brandt was kneeling upright between her thighs, a look of smug satisfaction on his face. He wiped the back of his hand across his mouth and then moved in close enough to kiss her.

“You are the sexiest female I’ve ever known,” he whispered against her lips.

“I’ll second that statement,” Hawke murmured. “The only thing hotter than watching you come, is being the one to make it happen.”

She laughed at that, then turned her head to capture Hawke’s mouth in a kiss that made his cock twitch against her backside. It was her turn to make them come, and she knew exactly how she wanted it to happen. “I want to do something I’ve never done before. Will you let me have both of you, together?”

Their breath hissed through their teeth at her question, but was Brandt who spoke first. “
Never
done? T’karra, what do you mean, never? Don’t Krytos mate in trios or quads?”

“Mate, yes. But mating is a permanent bond. We don’t have to have sex that way, and I haven’t. Not until tonight.”

“You should have told us,” both spoke in unison.

“It doesn’t matter. We all have a past. We’ve all been with others. What we’ve done or haven’t done isn’t the point. What we do with each other, that’s what matters. I want to be with both of you.”

Hawke and Brandt shared a look and then both men nodded. Something had been decided, and she had no idea what it was.

Hawke dropped a tender kiss to her cheek and loosened his hold on her waist. “You’re right. Now, get on your hands and knees in the middle of the bed, and let us love you.”

Her clit was throbbing and her pussy soaked by the time the three of them were arranged to Hawke’s satisfaction. She was on all fours facing a kneeling Hawke, with Brandt behind her. She knew what would happen now, and her nerve endings were on fire with anticipation. Brandt slipped his hand between her legs, stroking her clit in slow, lazy circles. She moaned and then stiffened when he withdrew his slickened fingers from her pussy only to part the globes of her ass and press a fingertip to her back entrance.

“Someday soon, I want to take your ass while Hawke fucks your sweet pussy. You’ll be so full of us that your body will never forget how it felt, or who you belong to. Will you let us do that, T’karra? 

Her body shook, and her pussy clenched at the images he was evoking, and she nodded in acceptance. It was hard to imagine saying no to anything these two asked her to do. Tonight, she needed this. Needed them. What came next? They’d have to work out that together. “Yes.”

Hawke fisted his cock in his hand, needing some relief from the constant ache in his groin. Seeing T’karra naked and eager between them was a fantasy come true, and now he needed to feel her touching him, making him feel the same pleasure they’d shared in the holo-room earlier today. Stars, it felt like a lifetime ago since he’d had her in his arms, not a matter of hours. She was his new addiction, one he had no intention of ever breaking.

“Let me,” she offered, leaning forward to nuzzle the tip of his dick with her sweet mouth. She hummed as she took him deeper, wet heat consuming him an inch at a time. Hawke placed a hand on her shoulder, helping her keep her balance as Brandt moved into position and entered her.

Hawke couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight of Brandt taking T’karra for the first time. He had a voyeuristic streak, always had, but this was better than anything he’d ever known. To be able to watch while feeling T’karra’s moans vibrating around his cock, to feel her body rock forward into his from the thrust of Brandt’s hips. This was heaven. Her tongue slid up and down his shaft as she bobbed her head in time to Brandt’s thrusts, and her needy moans had his balls tightening with need. Every once in a while, one of her fangs would graze him, not painfully, but enough to add another layer of pleasure to the magic she was working with her mouth.

Soon the three of them were bound together in an erotic dance. The only sounds were the slick sounds of flesh meeting flesh, soft moans and low groans of desire. T’karra braced herself against Hawke’s hand, shifting her weight so she could lift one hand to cup his balls. One finger moved back farther, caressing the patch of skin just behind his sack.

“Fuck, that’s good! You’re going to make me come, baby.”

T’karra had never imagined it could be like this, the three of them acting in concert, giving and receiving so much pleasure she was nearly drunk with it. Brandt’s thick cock was pounding into her, his fingers on her clit, pushing her toward yet another climax. Her confident, controlled commander had been replaced with a man driven by need. His thrusts were uneven, his grip on her hips tight enough she knew she would have bruises there tomorrow. Marks she would be proud to display as proof of their desire for her.

She was on the verge of coming, but she held off, determined that this time, she would not go over the edge alone. She wanted them both to come with her, needed to feel the moment when they lost control. She dragged the edge of her fingernail over the delicate skin of Hawke’s sac and felt his balls tighten. He groaned loudly, breath coming in ragged pants and she knew he was close. She flexed her inner walls tight around Brandt’s cock and deep-throated Hawke’s length at the same moment, intent on taking both men with her as she finally gave in to her body’s need to climax.

It worked.

Hawke came on a growl, and she swallowed the salty heat of his cum even as reality was swept away by the flood of pleasure washing over her. Brandt’s cock thickened, stretching her to her limits before he came, too, filling her with his seed. Caught between the two of them, the focus of so much desire, T’karra felt as though she were flying. She was still adrift in a cloud of bliss when her men withdrew from her and tenderly settled her back on the bed.

They took turns cleaning up, and when all three of them were together again, they tucked her under the covers and then stretched out on either side of her.

“Holy nova, that was incredible,” Brandt said, his voice still husky.

Hawke grunted in agreement. “Just so you’re aware, we’re keeping you. No one can tell me that there’s anyone else in the galaxy out there for us. Not after that.”

She didn’t even bother to open her eyes before answering. She simply snuggled in between their hard bodies with a contented sigh. “That was the best ending to a bad day I’ve ever had. Promise me we can do that again tomorrow night, and I’ll consider letting you keep me.”

A heavy male leg draped over her thigh, and from the other side, an arm reached out to cross her middle, effectively trapping her in place. “Who says we’re going to wait until tomorrow night to do that again? Get some sleep, starshine. You’re going to need it.”

***

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

T’karra sat at the dining room table and watched her men prepare breakfast. They barely spoke except to insult each other, and yet they managed to produce an impressive meal with an efficiency that rivaled the staff at the Black Hole. Even her uncle would have been impressed. At least, the uncle she’d once known would’ve been impressed. The Mek she’d faced yesterday…she didn’t know that person at all. It didn’t make any sense. What happened to him? What had she done to make him despise her, and why hadn’t she noticed? She was so lost in her own thoughts she didn’t even notice when a plate of food was placed in front of her.

“X2 to T’karra. Whatever planet you’re orbiting right now, it’s time to come back to the station and refuel,” Hawke said, giving her shoulder a gentle nudge.

“Huh? Oh, sorry, I was thinking about Mek.”

Brandt kissed her cheek on his way past. “That’s not surprising. I think he’s on all our minds to some degree. Hawke and I talked while you were in the shower. I need to head to the command center, check out the overnight reports, and make sure that the new docking protocols are being followed. After the mercenary attack, and the stunt your friends Wilde and Storm pulled to get their chosen onboard, we made some major changes to make sure shit like that doesn’t happen again.”

Hawke skewered a piece of bacon and snorted with frustration. “Shit like that won’t happen again
if
the captains would stop bitching about it and our officers would stop doing favors for their favorites. I’m the last person in the system to quote rules and regulations, but even I know too much chaos is a bad thing. Anyway, while Brandt checks up on the station, I’ll be with you, trying to get a straight answer out of Mek. Sound like a plan?”

She nodded. “It’s a good plan. Now, we just have to hope my uncle feels more like talking than he did last night.”

They finished breakfast quickly, all of them eager to get started with their day. It wasn’t until they’d loaded the dishes into the cleaning unit and were on their way out that it struck her she hadn’t even considered packing her bag to take back to her own quarters. She’d simply assumed she would be coming back here at the end of the day.

When did I start thinking of this place as home?

Hawke liked being able to start his day with T’karra. If he had his way, this would be the way every morning unfolded, the three of them having a few moments together before going to work. He and Brandt had talked while T’karra was getting ready, and they’d quickly agreed on two things. They would do everything in their power to ensure that T’karra was a permanent part of their lives, and they weren’t going to let her go through the next few days alone. They’d find a way to balance their command duties with their personal lives. It wouldn’t be easy, but they’d make it work. Not just for the next few days, but forever. At least, that was the goal.

He and T’karra were on their way down to the brig when his wrist-unit chimed, announcing an incoming call from Rael. He stopped, signaling to T’karra to do the same and then accepted the call. “Greetings, my friend. What can I do for you?”

The video showed Rael’s face, his expression grim. “I would like permission to speak with Mek Ryvern again. I have been in contact with my people, and I believe I have found an explanation for the strange shadow I sensed in his memories. I’ll have to scan him again to be certain. If I’m right, then there is more at play here than it would seem on the surface.”

Fucking fantastic.

This whole mess was starting to resemble a sick joke. Every bit of information they uncovered led to another set of questions. “T’karra and I are on our way to see the prisoner. Can you meet us outside the brig? I’ll have to escort you in.”

“I’ll be there shortly. I don’t wish to give false hope, but if I’m correct, then it may be that Mek never intentionally betrayed the sanctuary or his family.”

“See you there.” Hawke ended the call and looked up to find T’karra staring at him, eyes wide.

“Did he just say my uncle may not have done this on purpose? How is that even possible?”

“I haven’t got a fucking clue. If he’s right, though, then this case just got a whole lot weirder.”

* * * *

Brandt leaned back from his desk and stared at Hawke, hoping the change in position would help him make sense of what he’d just been told. “Mind controlling drugs. What the hell is the galaxy coming to?”

“Nothing good,” Hawke muttered from his seat across the room. T’karra was at her temporary workstation, and Rael was seated in a chair by the door. The door was closed, and Brandt had taken the precaution of ordering the walls opaque once he’d realized the serious turn their morning had taken.

“There was a brief memo from command a while back about this, but I didn’t think it would be something we’d be dealing with out here. Do we have any idea who gave it to T’karra’s uncle, or why? For that matter, do we have any fucking idea where this stuff even came from?”

T’karra cleared her throat. “None of this is verified, of course, but I’ve heard a few things about this
xili
plant and the drug derived from it.”

“Of course you have,” Hawke snickered before gesturing for her to continue. One day, they were going to find out just where she got her information.

She ignored Hawke’s comment and continued. “Apparently a researcher managed to acquire a few of the plants, and once he had them, he stole two for his own use and concocted a new variation of the drug. It wasn’t perfected, but he did sell some of it before the Alliance caught him. I knew about it, but like Brandt said, why the hell would it be used out here? It doesn’t make sense.”

“And you’re sure that’s what’s happened to Mek?” Brandt asked Rael, who nodded. He somehow managed to convey so much with that small gesture. The D’Aire was deeply disturbed by what he’d learned, and drained by the effort of helping Mek regain his memories. It couldn’t have been easy for him to be in direct mental contact with someone so full of anger. When this was all over, Brandt would find a way to thank him.

“I’m very sure. After I left you, I returned to my quarters and began making inquiries. This morning my contacts located someone with more information, and once I explained what I’d experienced, they were more than willing to share what they knew. They will be sending others here soon. They will have no doubt informed your Alliance by now. Though, I have not yet sent them confirmation of what we suspected. I thought that would be best done by you and Commander Summers.”

“We’ll do that shortly. I just want to be sure I have all the facts before we make that call.” He glanced at Hawke, who gave him a pained nod. Both of them knew this meant a visit from the Alliance Security and Interrogation Division, and that wasn’t something either of them would enjoy. They hadn’t been in charge of the station for long, but they were going to be the ones answering for what had happened here.

Rael looked to T’karra. “I’ve restored Mek’s memories, but it will take time for him to process everything, and at the moment there are some things he cannot recall. It appears he’d been dosed again, quite recently. That was what triggered his hatred for you and your family. It was all caused by the
xili
. The moment I restored his mind, your uncle showed deep remorse over his actions against you and your brothers. He’s ashamed someone used him this way. When he has rested, it might be good for you to visit him. Though I sensed no permanent damage, what was done to him will leave scars that will take time to heal.”

T’karra nodded. “Thank you, Rael. I will visit him after I look in on Danor and tell him what we’ve learned. I need to contact Verak, too. I’m not sure this counts as good news or bad, but he and my fathers will want to hear about it.”

“How much longer is Danor stuck in the med bay?” Hawke asked.

“They might release him today. If not, tomorrow for certain. My people do not make very good patients. I suspect they’ll send him home by tonight just get rid of him before he makes good on his threats to bite the next one to try and take blood.”

Brandt cleared his throat, aware she wasn’t going to like what he said next. “Neither of you are to go anywhere without a security detail.”

T’karra bared her fangs at Brandt. Her brother was not going to love the idea of being shadowed by a couple of elites he was more than capable of mopping the floor with. “Are we back to that again? Danor is the head of my security. He’s not going to appreciate having you assign him bodyguards. Stars, he may kill them just to make a point about
not
needing protection.”

“He’s the one who got stabbed, remember? Until we find out who dosed your uncle with this
xili
stuff, we’re not taking any chances with your safety, or his.”

“Can I at least pick my security detail? Maybe a nice pair of blonds this time, with really big—”

Hawke growled loud enough everyone in the office turned and stared at him. It was the most primal noise she’d ever heard him make, and instead of irritating her, it only turned her on.

I need my head examined.

“Is there a problem,
tikta
?” she asked sweetly.

Hawke glowered at her and crossed his arms over his chest. “So long as you planned on ending that last statement with the words really big guns? No, no problem.”

Rael laughed and rose to his feet. “I believe that is my cue to leave. I am moving to the sanctuary today, if you need me, you can find me there.”

“I’m coming with you, Rael,” she announced. She could make her calls from her office, check in on the sanctuary, then go visit Danor.

“And I’m coming, too,” Hawke declared.

Brandt tossed his partner a jaunty wave as he stood and joined T’karra by the door.

“Nice try, hotshot. You’re staying here. The deal was I did the morning shift, you covered the afternoon. According to my wrist-unit, it’s now afternoon. Have fun with that report to Alliance Command.”

  “Fuck.”

T’karra had to laugh at the petulant expression on her lover’s face. “You’re cute when you’re pouting. When I get to the bar, I’ll have them bring over some lunch. Steak, no salad, right?” she asked, offering Hawke the same meal he’d ordered the first night they had met.

“You coming back to share my dessert?” he asked, his gaze hot enough to scorch.

“Dessert tonight. The three of us,” she countered, and both Brandt and Hawke nodded.

“I’ll see you later. Brandt, don’t let anything happen to our girl.”

“Not on your life, or mine,” Brandt vowed, and once again, T’karra found herself turned on by their macho antics…not that she’d ever admit it.

Once he was alone, Hawke got to work. He’d heard some of the scuttlebutt about another station’s commander being tainted by
xili
, and if the rumors were true, X2 could expect a visit from some very intense people in the near future. He needed to make his report, get his orders, and then spread the word they were about to be under the Alliance microscope. For the next week, this space station was going to run smoother than a gyroscope in Zero-G, even if he had to break a few skulls to make it happen.

With any luck, Mek would soon be able to tell them what the hell was going on at the sanctuary and why someone had dosed him with a mind control drug, then set him out to take out his brother’s children. There were too many pieces of the puzzle still missing, and Hawke had a gut feeling they were running out of time to find them all.

Someone had gone to a lot of trouble to set this all up, and they weren’t going to be happy to discover their plans were coming unraveled. He and Brandt would just have to make sure that whatever was coming next, they were ready. This station was under their protection, along with every soul inside, especially the soul of one sexy Krytos female named T’karra Ryvern.