CHAPTER 27

Artemis

B romm was utterly stunning when he submitted to me. I’d had a taste of it once before when I’d had a taste of him, and I couldn’t wait to take it even further this time.

Demari was mostly forgotten now, his presence more like a painting on the wall than a person about to watch us get off. But who wasn’t forgotten were the rest of our group, who were indeed still watching.

I glanced behind me, the need to check in with them suddenly extremely urgent. Bromm and I weren’t the only ones taking part in this, and while their participation wasn’t active like ours would be, I still needed to ensure they were okay. I was going to fuck Bromm regardless, Bal’s safety depended on it, but I didn’t want to make them any more uncomfortable than necessary.

‘Are you guys all right with this?’ I asked.

Foryk grunted and silently turned to face the wall. Henrik and Urman confirmed they were okay despite looking rather uncomfortable, then followed Foryk’s example and also faced the wall. T didn’t bother to look up, though I could see the tension threading through his shoulders and the tick in his jaw. Reece and Adara were still asleep, so I didn’t have to worry about them. Dorian seemed too stunned to react, but then he jolted and gave us his permission to continue but stared at his shoes rather than turn around.

Cadmus, however…

‘No. I’m not okay with this,’ he said, his voice strained.

I wanted to slump in defeat but squared my shoulders in determination instead. ‘What can we do to make this easier for you?’

He ignored me, focusing his attention on Bromm from over my shoulder. They seemed to have some sort of silent conversation I couldn’t decipher, but after a raised brow and a slow smirk from Bromm, Cadmus stepped forward.

I eyed him warily, wondering what he was doing, then shot a questioning look to the Griknot currently squirming in my grasp.

‘I think you have another admirer, love,’ he revealed with an excited gleam in his purple eyes. The dual pupils were so blown out they merged together and almost took over his entire irises.

My head snapped toward Cadmus, shock piercing through me like a spear. ‘What?’

‘Artemis, ever since you walked in on me with my cocks out I’ve barely had anything else on my mind,’ he said in a low, desperate voice as he prowled closer. ‘If I hadn’t covered up, would you have looked?’ Another step closer. ‘If I hadn’t stopped touching myself, would you have watched?’ His voice dropped into a growl. ‘Would you have touched yourself, too?’

He finally came to a stop in front of me and Bromm, close enough that if I breathed in deeply enough my hard, sensitive nipples would have brushed against his chest. His head dipped low until our breaths mingled, the promise of his taste just barely out of reach. ‘Are you going to make me watch you fuck another man when I want nothing more than to feel you clenching around me?’

I was confused, my emotions a whirlwind of turmoil writhing around inside me. I had noticed Cadmus was attractive from an objective standpoint, my intrigue over his race’s physical attributes the driving force behind the times I’d checked him out. But it wasn’t anything more than that.

I could admit I’d taken an eyeful of his cocks, not quite at full mast as he toyed with them for the benefit of the cameras. Yet, while they were a sight to behold, I hadn’t been looking to do anything with them myself. But now that he was presenting himself to me as a viable option for mating the idea of him took root. The mental image of being wedged between two men had my attraction suddenly surging like it had been held back this entire time without my knowledge.

I glanced at Bromm, needing him to take charge of this interaction. I didn’t know what I was doing, and I needed his guidance to help me untangle this web of emotions that had taken me by surprise.

‘Come on, gorgeous. Let me have a taste of you,’ Cadmus growled sensually in my ear, the sound moving straight to my clit where it pulsed with desire, causing a great flood to gush from my core.

I barely held in my whimper of need, but Bromm didn’t even try to contain his.

‘For fuck’s sake, love, kiss him ,’ he whined, and who was I to deny him?

Ignoring any trepidation I felt about being with a man who I barely knew, let alone alongside the one I was in love with, I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips against his. They were pillowy and soft, and when I ran my tongue along their seam he opened up to tangle his with mine. He tasted like clean air and mint, the effect wonderfully cool against my overheated skin.

‘ Fuck,’ he cursed into my mouth, pulling back to take a breath, but I didn’t let him get too far away. I bit his lip and forcefully sucked him back to me. His responding nip was just as hard as mine, like I had just set a challenge that he was more than willing to meet head on.

He pulled back again, though this time I let him, also out of breath. Both of us were panting, chests heaving, our breaths puffing against one another’s faces and ruffling our hair.

‘My turn,’ Bromm cut in, grabbing my face with both hands and slanting his lips over mine in a scorching kiss. I savoured his sweet and salty taste, sucking his tongue into my mouth in a desperate attempt to have more of it. More of him.

I wrenched myself away from him in order to speak, tugging at his shirt. ‘Off,’ I demanded. ‘Take it off.’

He rushed to obey, tearing a few seams in the process and chucking it somewhere to the side. I didn’t bother to check where it ended up.

I turned to Cadmus, eager to see him without his shirt, too. His feathers were poking out from the collar of his shirt, the colours vibrant, and I wanted to finally touch them, to feel their silky softness and discover the areas that would make him moan. They were considered an erogenous zone and I was more than curious to learn why.

Instead of following through with my silent instruction, he merely smirked at me with a devilish glint in his brilliantly purple eyes. Where Bromm’s were a more muted shade, his were darker and stood in stark contrast to his olive-toned skin that was only a shade lighter than my own.

‘Not yet, gorgeous,’ he declined and I couldn’t help but pout. He seemed to like that reaction, though, and flicked my bottom lip with his thumb. ‘I’m too much of a selfish bastard not to touch you, but this is your first time with your man. You can play with me later. Right now, this is about you. ’

The way he put me and Bromm first broke off another sliver of the wall surrounding my heart, but this was Cadmus. He was the arrogantly privileged heir to his father’s business, a bit of a brat that didn’t quite grasp the concept of working for what you wanted.

Okay… that wasn’t totally fair. He was a good guy, I knew that. His superfluous upbringing shouldn’t be held against him, especially considering the smidgen of personal growth he’d shown those first few weeks I’d known him, but the resulting fears were the same. I had Bromm, and this man was not someone I could trust my with something as precious and delicate as my heart. I couldn’t let him wriggle his way through the gap he’d just made when I doubted he’d be willing to commit. The fact that he wanted me in this way was shocking enough, I didn’t think he’d be willing to put his heart on the line for someone like me as well.

This was just a one-time thing brought on by the severe emotions of our current predicament.

‘I can see those gears turning in that beautiful head of yours,’ he said, dipping lower so his eyes bore even deeper into mine. I squirmed, uncomfortable with the way he seemed to be peeling my layers back one by one, baring me to him with or without my permission.

‘Don’t overthink it, babe. Just be in this moment. You, me, and him. No one and nothing else matters.’ He stroked a hand over my hair, smoothing down the growing strands that now hung just barely past my shoulders.

I breathed in a deep, grounding breath and released all my worries with my exhale. He was right. There was no point in worrying about all the external crap until later when I could actually process it. Now, I needed to have sex with Bromm, and if anyone else wanted to watch then they could. I couldn’t stop them.

I fisted my hand in Cadmus’s hair and dragged him back to me for a vicious kiss, both of us fighting for dominance. There didn’t need to be any emotions in this. I had enough of that with Bromm.

I pushed him away, creating some space between us so I could focus back on the man I loved. He was gazing back at me with such affection and lust that I felt my heart swell inside my chest with the excess of emotion. I couldn’t wait one more tick.

Threading my fingers through his thin, strand-like tentacles to reveal his plump purple lips, I descended on them with an insatiable hunger. He met my tongue stroke for stroke, melting into me and following my lead. I loved it. I wanted more of it. I needed to touch him. I needed him to touch me.

I was still wearing the maintenance jumpsuit I’d stolen from the other ship. Not exactly the most flattering attire for such an occasion, but that was all the more reason for it to go. In the next tick, it was off and somewhere I couldn’t see, probably the same place Bromm had thrown his shirt. I had nothing on beneath, so the single, all-encompassing piece of clothing was all that was hiding me from the rest of the world.

When the cool air hit my bare skin I suddenly felt self-conscious at the idea of anyone, let alone this whole room full of men, staring at my naked form. No one had seen me naked except for the scientists and T, but that was either purely clinical or with respect for my vulnerability. The only time my nudity had ever been appreciated in a lustful manner was when Demari had taken what he wanted from me, my consent a nonissue for him while I was strapped down and immobile, the only thing keeping me that way the threat over Libby and Baldr’s heads. Even then, it was for clinical purposes despite his desire for me. But it wasn’t really a desire for me, but his power over me.

Bromm gently tugged at my hands that I had moved to cover myself without any conscious decision making, keeping his eyes connected to mine to ensure he still had my consent. I took a steadying breath and reminded myself that this man didn’t intend to cause me any harm. He didn’t’ want to fuck me to impregnate me, even if that was the goal of this whole event. He wanted me for me, so I let him reveal me.

He gazed down at my naked form, eyes lingering on my breasts, my pointed nipples, the goosebumps on the skin of my belly, then settling on the wetness between my thighs. He licked his lips in appreciation, facial tentacles stretching out towards me as if they were incapable of waiting for a taste. I pushed my breasts out to indicate someone needed to play with them and sighed in relief as some of the tension melted from me at their touch as both men obliged.

Two hands caressed the swells of my breasts, the sensation oddly ticklish, but the ones that wrapped around my nipples dragged a wanton moan out of me. They tugged, flicked, and squeezed, and soon enough Bromm’s mouth was joining in. His breath was hot against my skin and, working in tandem with his beard, he had my clit pulsing needily where I rubbed my thighs together, eager for some friction.

Cadmus set his hands on my shoulders and pulled so my back was arched, his view of Bromm’s ministrations clearer.

‘Fuck, that’s hot. Look at you. I bet she’s absolutely delicious,’ he groaned, his voice growly and coming from somewhere deep in his chest.

‘I want to taste a different part of her,’ admitted Bromm, then chuckled wickedly at the whine of complaint that tore out of me when he stopped. ‘Take over and taste her for yourself,’ he ordered Cadmus who was quick to delve in.

Cadmus used a completely different technique, alternating between nipping, biting and sucking at my nipples in a way that was all him, all the while Bromm was kissing his way down my stomach, spending extra time around my naval. My abdomen contracted at the sensation, his teasing too much alongside Cadmus’s attentions.

So, I shoved his head down until his mouth was even with my core. ‘I thought you said you wanted to taste me.’

He growled, gazing up at me from beneath his eyelashes and heavy lids. ‘More than anything, love.’

‘Then do it,’ I demanded.

He didn’t waste any more time, descending on me like a man starved. He licked and sucked, drawing noises out of me I didn’t even know I was capable of. My hands grasped at his head, pulling him closer as his long, thick tongue dove deep into my pussy and his sharp teeth scraped dangerously at my clit. The slick noises his mouth against my wetness made were lewd, but it only drove me wilder with lust.

Cadmus kissed his way up my chest to lick at my throat while Bromm feasted on my juices. My legs were shaking from all the new sensations, and I felt muscles deep inside me that had never been utilised start to quiver with the promise of ecstasy. When Bromm bit down on my clit at the same time Cadmus nipped at my earlobe and pinched both of my nipples, I came apart with a choked cry.

Both men worked together to keep me upright when my shaking legs failed to hold me up any longer, and I collapsed against them as I rode the waves of pleasure. Bromm’s fingers kept up a steady pressure against my clit to draw it out, and I jerked away, overly sensitive.

‘Fuck,’ I huffed out, breathy and somewhat satiated, but while the orgasm was incredible it still wasn’t enough. My core clenched around emptiness that felt far too wrong with both of these men and their three cocks, not one of them inside me.

‘I need you, Bromm,’ I begged, though I was the one pushing him against the wall and straddling him standing up. ‘I need to feel you filling me up.’

He released a desperate, filthy noise, his cock twitching against my stomach. ‘Yes. Please, love, fuck me against this wall.’

Using Cadmus’s body as support for my still jelly-like legs, I hiked one knee up over Bromm’s hip and used one hand to line up his cock with my entrance. My other hand held onto his shoulder as I sank onto him. Slowly, at first, easing him into me and adjusting to the foreign stretch.

When I was finally fully seated, the tentacles at his base unwound and started playing with my clit, stroking my thighs, my hips. One even snaked around to probe at my other hole, leaving behind a wet substance that tingled as it tried to bury inside me. The sensation was so strange I yelped.

‘Sorry, love,’ he soothed. ‘They have a mind of their own, sometimes.’

The tentacle in question retreated from my ass but was immediately replaced by a different kind of thick digit.

‘Let me make you feel good while you fuck him, beautiful,’ Cadmus pleaded, his fingers probing at my rear hole experimentally. It wasn’t a bad feeling, just one I’d never felt before.

‘Help yourself,’ I permitted, my voice husky and low in a way it had never been before. I sounded sexy and sultry. I liked it.

I lifted myself almost completely off of Bromm’s cock before slamming back down to the base with a wet slap. We both moaned in unison, and I thought I heard another from somewhere behind me but was too focused on staring at where we connected to look.

Cadmus pulled his finger away and I craned my neck back to ask him why when I saw him sucking the digit, lathering it with his spit. He held my eyes with his own as he did so, flicking his tongue out and hollowing his cheeks as he put on a show. Then, still holding my gaze trapped in his, he lowered the finger back to my ass and spread the wetness around my puckered ring. I slowed my pace, Bromm’s hands tightening on my hips as I clenched around him, and waited to see what Cadmus would do.

He pressed further, pushing inside me until he was in to his first knuckle, then paused as I panted through it. It was a strange sensation, not particularly pleasurable, but I saw the way both men wanted it so I let him keep going. Pushing in further to the next knuckle was a little uncomfortable, but nothing I couldn’t handle. I’d been through a lot worse than a finger in my ass.

When his finger was fully inside me he swirled it around, and that was when I understood. I could feel him playing with Bromm’s cock through my wall, stroking us both. Bromm’s moan may or may not have drowned out my own.

‘Yesss,’ he hissed, his hips jerking uncontrollably against me and grinding into my clit to create even more pleasure. Our mouths clashed together, the kiss sloppy yet no less passionate while I fucked him and Cadmus fingered me from behind.

I felt my orgasm approaching, my walls fluttering around both of my filled channels. Needing to feel him, I snaked my hand behind me to clutch at his cocks. They were hot and rigid in my hand, even through the fabric of his pants, and there was an ever-growing wet spot from where his tips were seeping. I smeared it around as I rubbed him, and his hips undulated to press further into me, seeking the friction I was offering.

That action alone was enough to send me over the edge.

With one man panting in one ear and the other moaning into my mouth, my eyes suddenly met a pair that wasn’t a shade of purple. These ones were blue, cool and wide as they watched on in stunned silence.

When both Bromm and Cadmus roared out their release, I held those icy blue eyes as I shattered to pieces with a strangled scream.