What Remains: Untainted Page 9

  Her voice trailed off when he simply stared at her. She seemed to know him well enough to realize his words had been a statement, not a request. She shook her head, allowing it to rest on his shoulder as he carried her down the stairs and into the lower level of the tower, stopping when the reached the shower. It didn’t give much pressure, and it was lukewarm at best, but at least they had a way of getting clean, especially when he planned on making her dirty again.

  He placed her on her feet, ensuring she had her balance before starting the generator and reaching for the tap. A metallic clinking sound filled the room as water splashed against the concrete, making tiny rivulets across the floor as it swirled into a drain. He stepped under it, giving himself a quick wash before turning to face Abby. She leaned against a stack of boxes, watching him as if she planned on launching an attack. Heat infused his body, blurring every thought into the shade of her skin and how good it’d look contrasted against his. He took a step forward, nearly tripping when the world tilted for a moment, sending a small jolt of nausea through him. He caught his balance and continued toward her, stopping when her brow furrowed and she straightened.

  She moved over to him, placing the back of her hand on his forehead. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

  A weird ringing echoed in his ears, but he brushed it off. “I will be once I’m inside you.”

  She opened her mouth, no doubt to protest more, but he swept her into his arms, drinking in her gasp of surprise. Her body softened against his, and he backed up until they were underneath the light spray. He didn’t miss her sharp intake of breath as the cool water hit her skin, making it bead beneath his fingers. He traced a line down her side, following the cascade of bumps until he reached her hips. Smooth flesh touched his, and he knew he wouldn’t be satisfied until he’d tasted the scent mixing with the humid air.

  He grabbed some soap, working the bar into a lather in his hands before signaling her to turn around. She raised an eyebrow but did as he’d asked, a shiver trembling through her when the water hit her back. He moved forward, sharing some of his heat as he palmed her shoulders, rubbing her skin in small circles.

  “God. Colby. That feels so good.”

  He smiled, moving his hands to the muscles in her back. “Damn, you’re tight. You need to take better care of yourself, sweetheart.”

  “If that includes you guys giving me massages on a consistent basis, I’m all in.”

  “I’m sure that can be arranged. Though don’t blame us if touching you leads to more. You’re far too sexy for your own good. And a man can only be so strong.”

  She laughed, looking at him across her shoulder. “You’re not the only one who isn’t immune. I plan on returning the favor, threefold.”

  “Good to know.” He inched his hands down, kneading the sides of her ass. His gaze fell to the luscious curve covered with suds, and he drew his finger gently down her crease. “Are you sore?” He sighed. “I should have been gentler last night.”

  “Are you kidding me? I damn near died from the pleasure.” She turned to face him this time. “And you didn’t hurt me. I’m actually surprised I’m not nearly as tender as I thought I’d be.”

  He squinted, trying to read if she was exaggerating the truth to save his feelings, but he only saw stark honesty reflected in her eyes. He ran his hands up her sides, brushing them across her breasts. “Does that mean I might be able to interest you in another round?”

  “I’d say you’d have a fairly decent shot at it.”

  “Only fair? Sweetheart, you should know that I can smell how wet you are, and I have every intention of holding true to my promise last night.”

  “Which one was that?”

  “The one where I lick you until you scream.”

  Her breath caught on a husky rasp as he tweaked her nipples before smoothing his hands down her stomach to her groin. He held her gaze, daring her to look away as he gently lowered his fingers, cleaning away any evidence of their tryst they hadn’t already rinsed last night. She inhaled roughly when his fingers danced over her clit, making the small nub flutter beneath his touch.

  “Damn. Abby. I love when you react so physically to our touch. I want you to do that again…against my tongue.”

  He eased away for a moment, using his fingers to expose her wet folds to the spray from the shower. He grinned when the cool water made her stomach muscles flex, showing off the lean dips in her abdomen. She was just starting to shiver when he twisted off the tap and went to his knees, his head even with her groin. He took a moment to admire the view. The way her hips flared out from her waist and how enticing her skin looked covered in an array of shiny droplets. Then he leaned forward, brushing his tongue along the top of her mound, tasting the mixture of woman and water. Abby moaned and speared her fingers through his wet hair.

  He smiled as the scent of her arousal intensified as if that single touch had been all she’d needed to ignite her desire. He traced his fingers along the seam of her thighs, reveling in the smooth glide of her flesh. “Your skin is so soft. And damn you look sexy with your pussy all bare. No wonder Barrett didn’t share last night.”

  The mention of the other man made her squirm slightly. He chuckled, loving that she wanted all of them with the same unabashed need.

  Colby used his thumbs to hold her open. Her clit fluttered again, and he dipped his head forward, licking a path through her folds.

  “Colby. Shit. That feels too good. I’m not sure I can stay on my feet, and…”

  He pulled back, shaking his head in feigned frustration. “Really, sweetheart? Did you think I’d be the only one enjoying you this morning?”

  She gasped when Barrett stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, urging her to lean into him. She didn’t even hesitate, resting against the man’s large chest as his hands moved to cup her breasts. She panted his name, pressing her head into his shoulder as he tweaked her nipples.

  He groaned, lowering his mouth to the nape of her neck. “Fuck. Your nipples are so hard. And you like it when I add just a hint of pain, don’t you? Take you to that fine line where you’re not sure whether you want to beg for more or hide from your desires? I promise I won’t hurt you, love, but I will take you to your limits.” He nodded at Colby. “Guess it’s a good thing Darcy and I showered earlier. Looks like we’ll all need another one in a little while.”

  Abby stared up at him. “All?”

  Barrett motioned to his right. Colby glanced beside Barrett, smiling when Darcy moved into view, one hand stroking his cock as he leaned against the same boxes Abby had, seemingly content to merely watch for now.

  He gave the man a nod then turned his attention back to Abby. Barrett had used his legs to widen her stance, exposing more of her pussy to Colby. He smiled his thanks then leaned in again, running his tongue along her slit, tasting the sweet essence of her. She moaned, louder than before, and her legs trembled despite the fact Barrett appeared to be bearing most of her weight. Colby studied the couple for a second, once again waiting to see if jealousy would flare its ugly head, but felt only the same sense of peace building inside him. He let any remaining doubts drift away. They’d figure out how to make everything work. All he needed to do was love her.

  The thought felt right, and he settled himself comfortably between her thighs. He gave her one last glance then attacked, licking her from cleft to clit before sucking on the taut nub. Abby screamed his name, the hand in his hair tightening when he eased away slightly. He chuckled and acquiesced to her unspoken request, licking her slit as his finger moved to her sex. He teased her with a hint of penetration only to curse when a fresh wave of warm juice coated his fingers.

  “Fuck, Abby. You’re so wet. God, you’re amazing.” He thrust two fingers inside her, pumping her channel with firm steady strokes as he lapped at her clit.

  “Please. Colby. I need more.”

  Her words spiked his cock against his stomach, and he had to squeeze the base to stop from creaming the floo
r. He removed his fingers from her sex, sliding them back toward her ass, slipping one cream-coated digit slowly inside.

  “Yes! Right there.” Abby growled the words as if they’d been torn from somewhere deep inside her chest.

  His heart clenched. It’d felt like a pipe dream hoping she’d allow them to love her as one, but knowing she enjoyed it—hell, craved it—blew his mind. She was better than any fantasy he’d ever had, sexier than any woman he’d ever known.

  “Oh, Abby. It’s hot as hell, isn’t it? Forbidden, dark, but so damn good you can’t help but want more.” He eased his finger out, this time using two fingers. “God. Feeling your body give around my fingers is making me so damn hard I’m not going to be able to tease you for long.”

  “Then make me come, and both of you can have me.”

  He tsked at her. “I believe you mentioned something about drawing it out the next time.”

  Her eyes narrowed, and her breathing quickened. “And I believe I said that to Barrett, not you.”

  “Fuck. You’re wicked. I love it.” He paused, trying to still the words poised on the tip of his tongue, only to lose the battle when tears pooled in her eyes. “I love you.”

  She inhaled, stiffening slightly before granting him a beautiful smile that lit up her entire face.

  Barrett nuzzled her neck. “Ditto for me, love. More than you’ll ever know.”

  Darcy joined them, taking her free hand in his. “That’s true for me too. But I think you’ve known how we’ve felt since you fixed that hole in Barrett’s leg. You’re smart, sexy and show more compassion than I’ve ever seen. We’re yours, darling. For as long as you’ll have us.”

  Tears slipped down her cheek, but Colby could tell she wasn’t sad. “When I was little, I used to dream about finding a guy who’d sweep me off my feet. I never imagined I’d find three or that I could feel so connected in such a short time. I’d like to think I’d love you this much even if there weren’t dead people trying to kill us. That regardless of what the world looked like, you’d still be the better part of me.” She released a slow breath. “I love you crazy soldiers. Now how about you show me just how much you want me by making me scream.”

  Darcy shook his head, crossing his arms on his chest. “I don’t know, guys. She sounds a bit pushy for my liking.”

  Abby huffed. “Darcy, I swear…”

  Her voice keened into a wail when Colby suckled her clit, drawing the tiny numb into his mouth as he pumped her ass. Darcy leaned over her chest as her head fell back against Barrett’s chest, taking one turgid nipple in his mouth. The sight pulsed Colby’s cock. Watching her thrash her head back and forth across Barrett as all three men drove her to the brink of ecstasy made him want to pound his dick into her until she couldn’t remember her own name but couldn’t stop screaming theirs.

  Colby kept moving, alternating between licking the length of her slit and sucking on her clit. Her muscles tensed, her breath coming in sporadic gasps as she arched back against Barrett, moving one foot to rest on Colby’s shoulder.

  “Hell yeah, sweetheart.” He nudged Darcy with his elbow, motioning to her groin.

  Darcy smiled, still teasing her nipples as he lowered his free hand, dipping his finger inside her sex.

  “Yes. Oh god, now. Now. Now.”

  She chanted the word, pushing hard against Colby’s shoulder as her body stiffened, then broke, flooding his mouth with her release as she spasmed in Barrett’s arms. Colby could hear the man whispering to her. Telling her how hot she was, how much they loved her. She jerked violently against them then collapsed, their hands the only force holding her up. Her eyes had a glassy gleam to them when she finally opened them, a satisfied grin lifting her lips.

  “If you boys keep this up, I won’t have time to treat anyone because I’ll spend all my time either coming or sleeping.”

  Colby stood, leaning in to drop a kiss on the tip of her nose. “Works for us. And that way, we’ll know you’re staying out of trouble.”

  She scowled at him. “Not funny.”

  He gave her a half smile. “Actually, it is. Just a bit.”

  Abby looked as if she might protest more when he picked her up, allowing Darcy to hold one leg at his waist as Barrett cupped her ass from behind. Another strange wave of dizziness washed over him, but he was able to use Darcy’s hold to steady himself. The man gave him an inquisitive look but didn’t press him for details as Abby’s arms encircled them, one resting across Darcy’s shoulders while the other wrapped around his.

  He shifted her slightly higher, positioning his cock at her sex, moaning at the warm, wet feel of her release on his skin. “You sure you’re up to another round? The last thing we want to do is hurt you.”

  Her breathing increased at the mere mention of the act, and she nodded, dropping her head back when he eased the first few inches inside her. She bore down on him, trying to drive him deeper, but Barrett held her still, allowing Colby to set the pace. He smiled at her irritated huff, knowing the wait would only make her come harder. She held his gaze, never taking her focus off him as he slowly thrust upward, finally hilting himself inside.

  “God, you feel so big. I can’t believe I can take two of you inside me.” She looked at Darcy. “Make that three.”

  The man growled, bending his head in to claim her lips as Colby slowly pulled out, rimming her sex before pushing back in, teasing her with the same torturing pace. She cried out, the sound muffled by Darcy’s mouth. The hushed noise sounded hungry and raw, and he couldn’t stop from thrusting again, sinking his shaft completely inside her. He stilled, his cock threatening to burst with the slightest of movements. He looked over Abby at Barrett, nodding at him, praying the man hurried.

  Barrett placed his lips at Abby’s ear, licking the shell to gain her attention. “Breathe nice and easy for me, love.”

  She watched his face as best she could as Colby felt Barrett inch his shaft inside her ass. Pressure built along Colby’s length as her channel squeezed around him, getting progressively narrower as Barrett sank deeper, finally groaning in surrender.

  “God, Abby. You’re so tight back here. No wonder Colby couldn’t control himself last night.”

  Abby shouted his name, her head lolling onto his shoulder as the men began moving, alternating their motions as they gave her time to adjust to the dual penetration. Darcy tried to keep her grounded, his one hand gently caressing her shoulders and breasts. When he tweaked one nipple, she screamed, clamping tight before surging into a climax.

  Barrett moaned. “Are you coming again, love? Damn, you’re incredible.” He glanced at Colby. “I’m not going to last long this way. She’s too fucking tight.”

  Abby growled, rousing herself enough to level a glare at each man. “Then for the love of god, fuck me!”

  Colby didn’t need to be asked twice. He took a deep breath then let go, claiming her sex with punishing force. He felt Barrett pounding into her from behind, his movements as erratic as Colby’s. He watched Abby’s face, determined to ease off if she so much as quirked her lips wrong, when her voice rose into a primal growl as her eyes rolled slightly backward. The image unhinged him, and he gave in to the fire shooting down his spine and through his sac. He grunted into her a few more times before stiffening, his cock exploding inside her. Barrett followed suit, his harsh shout reverberating through the room. Colby could feel the man’s release through the thin barrier separating them, and knowing Abby had once again given them the ultimate gift only bound him more.

  He slouched forward, thankful Darcy was there to hold Abby’s weight as Barrett lowered his forehead to Abby’s shoulder, his ragged breathing matching Colby’s. Darcy gave them enough time to gather their wits before gently easing Abby free. She curled into his arms, allowing him to lower them both to the ground, seemingly heedless of the cold cement. She clung to him, her head buried in his shoulders as he murmured soothing words, his arms holding her protectively against him. She whispered something in his ear, and Darc
y pulled back, gazing down her body before raising an eyebrow at her.

  She tugged at his neck, urging him over her. “Please, Darcy. I need you too.”

  Colby’s heart stopped dead as the man lowered his mouth to hers, claiming her lips in a passionate kiss, all the while shuffling his body to hover over her. She circled her legs around his waist, tilting her hips. Colby knew the moment Darcy had thrust inside her. Abby’s eyes closed on a hiss of pleasure as her head pressed into the floor.

  As if on cue, he and Barrett moved, Barrett going to her side as Colby took his position at her head. He gently lifted it, cushioning her with one arm as the other stroked her jaw. Barrett lowered his head to her breasts when Darcy pushed onto his hands, giving the men room to maneuver beneath him. Colby studied Abby’s face, noting the play of emotions that washed over her. Lust, love, pleasure changed her features, each one more beautiful than the last. She must have sensed him watching her because she looked up at him, more tears pooling behind her eyes as their gazes clashed. He bent down, his need to show her how deep his feelings ran suddenly paramount. He took her softly, a gentle melding of flesh, his tongue making lazy strokes inside her mouth. She reached up, sliding her hand around his neck, holding him to her as she returned his passion, the honesty of her love evident in the press of her lips on his and the sensuous curl of her fingers on his skin.

  He smiled at her, whispering his love as her breathing hitched, and she climaxed, a beautiful red flush lacing along her neck and chest. He held her tight, never taking his gaze off her as she shuddered through her release, Darcy’s climax quickly following hers. The man shouted her name, pumping into her as his body jerked, finally draining his strength.

  Colby and Barrett moved back, allowing Darcy to cuddle Abby as they both slowly regained their senses, their breathing eventually returning to normal. Darcy gave her a tender kiss, helping lift her up once he’d eased out of her. Barrett turned on the shower again, soaping his hands before giving the bar to Colby. He followed suit, handing it over to Darcy. Abby watched with heavy-lidded eyes, sighing in obvious contentment when they began gently washing her, making easy circles on her skin. She inhaled roughly when they brushed over her clit, the tiny nub still fluttering at their touch.