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  “Trust me, it needs to be way colder for my cock to freeze off. And as for is it all I think about? Have you looked at yourself in a mirror lately? Hell fucking yeah, it’s all I think about.”

  She arched a brow. “You know, earlier, when we were at Anders’ tent of wonders...” she cocked her head. “Why would you think I would have invited you to join me when you barely acknowledged me back then? I mean don’t get me wrong, the idea of a threesome with a chick and you has always revved my engine, even then but...” She shrugged. “It’s not like you were interested or showed any interest.” And that’s what always confused her about him.

  “You know I couldn’t,” he said, moving along the bench seat closer to her. “If I had, we wouldn’t be here together. You would have ended up hating me. The man I was back then wasn’t ready for forever, wasn’t ready for one woman, even though I always knew that one woman would be you.” Reaching toward her, he stroked her cheek with the back of his glove-covered hand and grinned. “Though, I think we should talk about this threesome at some point.”

  “Alyx of then didn’t want forever. Alyx wanted a wild ride that left her sweaty, panting and satisfied.” She licked her bottom lip. “And how would a threesome work?” She wanted to see what he would say. She knew the other guards, they didn’t think of touching anyone but their princess, but Alyx wasn’t that person. She didn’t care. Sex was sex, it was fun, and it was beautiful.

  “Oh, my little minx, a threesome would work however you wanted it to. Surprisingly, I can be a good little listener when it comes to making you happy, sweaty, panting, and satisfied. No matter what crazy idea you come up with.” He grabbed hold of her and lifted her onto his lap. “We would have burned up the sheets back then, but we would have been burned in the process. I much prefer having you now.”

  “I still think my wild twenties could have been wilder...though my dirty thirties are dirtier because of you.” She leaned in and rubbed her nose on his. “As to the threesome... Well...” she grinned.

  “Don’t keep me hanging, you vixen. Khalid could be back at any time.” His eyes moved to look over her shoulder, most likely at the clock. “It’s already been fifteen minutes.”

  Trying not to think about the fact that Khalid was still out in the cold, she grinned. “It’s something I want,” she said softly. “And I don’t have a problem with things being organic. So long as you end up with me at the end of the night.” She nipped his bottom lip. “See? Your adventurous princess is still here. She just doesn’t want her nipples to freeze off. And I don’t think you want that either. I mean the metal in them alone would cause problems.” Rubbing her bottom lip against his, she let her tongue sneak out and run across his lips. “And speaking of piercings...”

  His hand moved to her breast and he rubbed his palm over her though the layers of clothes. “I think I can manage to keep them warm enough so they don’t fall off.”

  The door suddenly opened, Khalid standing there, completely covered in snow. “We’re going to want to hurry. Scur, how much battery does this thing have? We turn it off and it’s not going to crank back up.”

  “I took care of that before we left. Anders had a little something to keep it revving for up to twenty-four hours.” He squeezed her breast, a grin on his face as he continued to talk. “It might end up being buried in snow, but I prefer not to be buried along with it.”

  “Asshole,” he said. “And just for that Khalid is coming with me to get the next one,” she said and then turned to her captain. “What do you suggest we do then? I mean we can hang out in here. There’s tons of bedding in the back to keep us warm.”

  “Alyx,” he said, bending his head and looking up at her, “I told you I had this covered. But I need you two to move your asses. We only have a short walk, but we need to do it quick. Snow’s coming down hard and fast.” He looked at Scur. “Don’t say it.”

  The berserker grinned, sitting Alyx back down on the seat. “No idea what you’re talking about.”

  “Right... I’ll grab the gear from the back while you two move.”

  Zipping her jacket up over her face, she set her goggles over her eyes and then slipped from the cab, grabbing her camelback and small gear pack. Scur followed suit and she watched him lock the cab.

  Moments later they were on the move, her between them.

  It only took them about five minutes to get to the outcropping Khalid had pointed to earlier, but it was no longer an outcropping. Instead, in front of them sat what looked like a miniature mountain, with an opening just big enough for Scur to fit through.

  “Guess your powers work in cold,” Scur said as Khalid rushed them in.

  “Yeah, but they sure as hell didn’t want to.” The inside of the cave was larger than Alyx had expected, but before she could get a good look around, the entrance was sealed off by several boulders, shutting out the sound of the blizzard and the vicious winds. It didn’t take long for light to appear, illuminating the space. “Managed to grab the blankets and furs, along with three of the bags,” Khalid said as he set them down along the wall. “Luckily one of them has a heating contraption. Apparently it provides heat, but doesn’t burn.”

  “I got the camelback, too,” she said as she shook the portable canteen at them. So, camping...or caving...” she looked around. “You made sure there weren’t any bat people that live here, right? Oh yeah, you haven’t seen that movie either. We do have pickaxes and climbing axes, right?” She smirked. “You know, in case we have to fight our way out.” She winked and walked over to the bedding, starting to set it up. “And I suppose the heater will allow you both to get me naked in here then?”

  “That’s just an added bonus.” Khalid smiled and he headed over to help her out while Scur set up the heat. “And there is nothing else living in here since it wasn’t here twenty minutes ago.”

  “Your captain built you a nest. It’s just so sweet,” Scur said with a chuckle.

  “Keep talking and you’re going to sleep over there in that weird worm sleeping bag.” She pointed a finger at him. “I mean he solved a problem. All you did was get road rage three thousand miles from any goddamn roads.” She loved needling him. It was like catnip. The more they verbally sparred, the more intense he would assert his claim on her when she finally gave in.

  “Keep it up and I’ll just cut the heat and then you’ll be begging me to curl up with you. And I do know how you love to beg me, minx.” He tinkered with the heater until she felt warmth start to fill up the cave and then he stalked over to her. Before she could do anything, he had her up and over his shoulder, his hand on her ass. “Did Anders give us any duct tape? I mean we have four hours in here, might be easier if we tape her mouth.”

  “I’m not getting anywhere near that one. If you want to die, that’s on you.” Khalid laughed.

  “Listen to your captain,” she said through clenched teeth. “See, any other male would have suggested a dick in my mouth, but no, not you. Planning on flogging your log in that corner alone, are you?”

  “We both know if I pull it out, you’d be on it in under thirty seconds.” He smacked his hand against her ass. “You grab the bag with the food and water?”

  “Yeah, I got it,” Khalid said. “I swear, being around the two of you keeps me from ever getting homesick. You bicker like huntsmen.”

  “You really are planning on abusing yourself tonight, aren’t you? The only one I’m getting on my knees for is Khalid.” She winked at him, and knew the slight would just piss off Scur.

  The hand resting on her ass slid between the thighs. “Is that so? Problem is, minx, I’d have to let you down in order for you to get on your knees. Guess you’re shit out of luck.”

  “Asshole. If I stab you in the kidney you are going to be sorry,” she grated. Lord, even with the clothing between them she could feel the heat of him, the sexy, needed heat of him.

  “Nah, it will just tickle.” His hand moved back and forth with enough pressure to rub the seam of her pants again
st her. “So what do you think, Khalid? Get a few hours of sleep in before we face that shit outside again?”

  While she could only see Khalid from her upside down position, she watched as he rubbed his jaw and looked down at her. “I mean if you want to sleep, go for it, but I can think of much better ways to pass the time. Then again, she actually still wants me.”

  “Oh, she wants me. I can tell by the way she’s starting to squirm.”

  “That’s not her wanting you,” Khalid said with a laugh. “That’s her trying to escape your crazy ass.”

  “Last chance before I stab you and we have to airlift your ass out to a hospital, Scur.” She grabbed at his sides and squeezed. “Lemme down.” She looked to Khalid. “Captain?”

  Scur’s hand pressed even harder against her, his fingers rubbing against the seam before he let her back down on her feet. “I think we should eat first. Seems someone is hangry.”

  “When she decides to finally kill you, I’m going to watch.”

  “And help me hide the body,” she said and leaned into Scur, nipping his lip. The cave itself was getting warmer and she unzipped her jacket, moving back from Scur just as she palmed him through his pants. “And now that I’m all slidy in my knickers...” She tossed the jacket. “You both have something you need to finish.”

  “Oh,” Scur said, taking a step closer and encircling his hand around her wrist so she couldn’t pull her hand away. “So you’re not going to make me jack off in the corner. I’m shocked I tell you.” Leaning down, he nipped her lower lip back.

  “Keep it up and you still might,” she quipped and turned to her captain. “Strip. Both of you.”

  “So damn demanding,” Khalid said at the same time he was unzipping his jacket. “But that means you need to strip.”

  “Slowly, with a little shake of your hips while you’re doing it.” Scur started with his pants, which didn’t surprise her in the least.

  “Yeah...no.” She was quickly outta her clothing, and boots, which was a feat considering she was literally wearing three layers. She watched her men, the smile on her face wide. “It’s good to know that you’re not going commando in this hostile climate, though I expected Scur to be.” She assessed both of her men, and her heart swelled. Physically perfect males, honed by war, and they were both hers. Never in her most fevered adolescent dreams did she ever think that men like this would be interested in her, the orphan of a once great house with nothing to show for it.

  “There are some parts that need protection,” Scur said with a smirk.

  Khalid came up behind her, his hand on her hips. She felt the heat from his breath against her shoulder before his lips made contact with her skin. “I believe I get some extra points for making sure this cave was well sealed from the elements.”

  “Fuck, bro, I’ll give you points. Naked Alyx is worth a couple extra minutes in a blizzard.” Scur stepped in front of her, his chest pressing against her breast, his hand sliding between her thighs. His grin got bigger. “I knew pissing you off would get you all hot and needing. I know my female.”

  “So sure it was you and not my sexy captain?” The palm of each hand found purchase on a hip each, and she smoothed down each of their thighs, and then back up, rounding to palm the globe of each ass. “As to extra points, my love...” she murmured and leaned her head back on his shoulder. “Tonight is your choice. Make me your rag doll.”

  “Alyx Mayhem giving over control,” Khalid said and licked a line up her neck then pulled her earlobe with his teeth. “That is definitely points.”

  Even though she couldn’t see her captain, she could tell he was looking at Scur by the way the berserker looked over her shoulder and nodded. Apparently the two no longer needed to speak to know what each other was thinking.

  Scur took a small step back, giving Khalid enough room to slide his hands up her sides and cup her breasts. Scur’s eyes moved to watch as he slipped the tip of one finger inside her. “I’m thinking Alyx needs a little teasing. I bet we could extend her pleasure for four hours before allowing her to come,” her berserker said.

  Her head swam at the possibility. Lord. “While that sounds...diabolical and heavenly, that’s going to ensure I sleep for at least twelve hours after, and we don’t have that kinda holiday right now.” She gasped as Khalid tugged on the rings in her nipples and closed her eyes.

  “Guess that means we know what we’ll be doing when we get home. But I’m thinking we can go longer than four hours.” Khalid lifted her breast and seconds later she felt Scur’s mouth suction over one of her nipples at the same time he slipped his finger all the way inside her.

  Purring, she rolled her hips. “Challenge will be accepted and met.” She felt the specters of power tingle through her. Having two of her guards, she wasn’t close to feeling the brunt of what she should, but it was lovely just the same. These men, power incarnate themselves, brought her further in the few months they had been together than she had gotten in her thirty-three years.

  She had often wondered if she didn’t end up as a princess, if she would have them with her, or at least one of them. Life with Octavia was awesome but she had wanted a love, and she was gifted with princesshood which could bring her so much of what she craved.

  Turning her head, Khalid angled her face until he could kiss her, and kiss her he did. Even though it took a little push to get him with her, not one day passed since that he didn’t show her how much he wanted her, wanted to be with her. His kiss was one of his ways of telling her without having to say a word.

  His lips were firm against hers, his tongue seeking hers. She barely noticed Scur removing his finger until she felt his lips make a trail down her stomach. His finger parted her and a second later she felt his tongue flick against her clit and his deep growl vibrate through her body.

  Tilting her pelvis, she sighed into Khalid’s mouth, one hand gripping Scur’s hair, the other between her ass and Khalid’s pelvis, fingers wrapped around his shaft. She squeezed as her tongue sparred with his, and her crazy berserker gave her an even more intimate kiss. Lord, but she loved being between them as much as she loved them one on one.

  Khalid bit down on her bottom lip and thrust his hips, his hand moving back to her breast. He tugged on her piercing and she could feel his control start to unravel. “Floor,” he snarled, but Scur refused to stop what he was doing, his mouth feasting on her.

  She whimpered, squeezing his shaft again, her tongue licking at his mouth. Gone, she was gone between them, felt the magic bubbling just there, out of reach. She gripped Scur’s hair tighter, her need starting the thrum hard in her body. It wasn’t even the need to come, it was the want to do what her captain wanted. Gods... She sobbed, her hips rolling, her ass rubbing against him.

  Scur snarled and looked up. “Do it quick.” He sat back on his haunches as Khalid moved her over to the furs and blankets they had laid out and sat down, pulling her between his spread thighs. As soon as she was settled with her back against his chest, his hands were on her breasts, squeezing and teasing. His mouth at her neck, nipping and licking. Coming over to them, Scur spread her legs, hooking them over Khalid’s, leaving her spread wide for him. He licked his lips before his mouth was on her again, tongue flicking against her clit before spearing inside her.

  Alyx moaned, her hand back on Scur’s head, holding him there, and the other thrown over her shoulder gripping Khalid’s. “Yes...” she breathed. “Oh, fuck me running, this is good...” She felt Khalid suck on her neck and smiled to herself. Her dirty huntsman was marking her, and god did she like his love bites. She felt Scur tilt her hips just that much further and shattered, the orgasm rocketing through her, and she cried out.

  “Fuck yes!”

  Khalid swore and she could feel his cock hardening against her lower back. “Did you know when you come, your nipples get rock hard and your entire body vibrates?” he whispered against her ear. Scur’s mouth kept suctioned around her clit until she started to come down. He flicked his tongue
against her several times before lifting his head, his smile one of pure male satisfaction. “Guess I was the one who needed to eat.”

  “Asshole.” She chuckled and palmed his face. “Though you are forgiven for being a shit.” She winked and turned her head, nibbling along her captain’s jaw. “I like the idea of vibrating...”

  “Not as much as I like feeling you vibrate,” he said, taking her lips in another heated kiss. “What does our princess want now? As long as it’s not a nap.”

  She turned and straddled his hips, sliding down on his cock, closing her eyes. “This... Mmmm...I want this.”

  “Fuck...” Khalid closed his eyes and sucked in a breath. “Yeah, that’s definitely a better decision than a nap.” The heat of Scur’s body pressed against her back, his hands on her hips. He leaned her back against him, hands squeezing before rocking her body against Khalid’s. “Thought you could use some help since I’m sure you’re still feeling like jello.”

  “Mmm...you are earning some points, too,” she murmured and licked her lips as she tensed, her inner muscles gripping Khalid on the down stroke. The power flared between then and she sighed, feeling it settle. The best power was when they were inside her, loving her, letting her surrender to them because she knew they would get her there.

  “You never could stay mad at me for long.” Scur moved one hand over her stomach before the tips of his finger pressed against her clit. “Move her faster,” Khalid grounded out between clenched teeth. He gripped her thighs, his eyes lower to stare at her breasts as Scur did as he asked. “So fucking perfect...”

  “Faster...” She sobbed and shuddered as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm flower. “Oh...come on, Scur baby, I wanna feel him in my throat...”

  His fingers tightened and she knew there would be bruises left behind, but he moved her faster as Khalid rocked his hips up, driving himself deeper inside her. “That what you want, my naughty little vixen?” Scur said before biting down on her shoulder. Khalid’s hands left her thighs and squeezed her breasts before leaning forward to kiss her. Hot, dark, and so sensual that she could feel it everywhere.