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loudly moaned.
    “Maybe not,” Emi countered. She studied Aaron’s playful expression. “What kind of mood is our captain in?”
    She felt his comprehension. He sat up and kissed her. “I’m in a mood to do anything you want to do, Em.”
    She lifted her eyebrows. “Anything?”
    His playful smirk melted her core. “Anything.”
    “Caph, let go of Ford’s head.”
    At Caph’s disappointed moan, Ford laughed as he sat up. “Sorry, big guy. Doc’s orders.”
    She reached for the bottle of lube and handed it to Aaron. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I’m going to take good care of that for you.” She pushed Caph down onto the bed. Then she swung a leg over him and slowly impaled herself on his shaft. Caph was, so far, the only one who’d been able to bring her to orgasm just from fucking her. Not every time, and usually only when it was the two of them alone together, but she loved having that special thing with him.
    Aaron knew exactly what she wanted and knelt behind her as Caph’s large hands slipped down to her ass and spread her cheeks. Aaron slicked his cock, applied plenty of lube to her, and gently pressed home.
    Emi sighed, filled, content as she felt both men’s shafts inside her, erotically stretching her and sending her nerves into overdrive.
    “What about me?” Ford asked, now sounding a little pouty.
    Aaron handed him the bottle of lube. “What do you think?”
    Ford grinned. “Hell, yeah!”
    Aaron stopped his slow thrusts as Ford quickly prepared and slid his cock inside Aaron’s dark hole.
    Emi, enjoying the delicious friction of Caph’s body against her clit, let out a happy sigh. “All right, boys. Have fun.”
    Caph kissed her as he stroked her back. She knew Aaron and Ford would finish first. They’d already started a rhythm between them she suspected was as old and familiar to them as if they hadn’t missed out on that activity for decades. Ford’s hands rested lightly on Aaron’s ass as Aaron thrust into her, then back onto Ford’s cock.
    Emi felt Aaron’s energy strengthen and brighten, his love, his relief, his passion all entwined with that of Ford’s. She was a part of this tableau but not an active part of their activities.
    Ford kissed the back of Aaron’s neck. “Jesus, you feel good,” he moaned. “I can’t hold back for long like this. Man, I need you.”
    She felt Aaron shiver from pleasant passion. “Goddamn, you’ve got a nice cock,” he hoarsely said.
    Caph moaned even as he kissed her, the sound of the other men driving him closer to his own release. She stilled her movements, not wanting him to get off too soon and then leave her hanging.
    She felt Ford’s motions slow, then still. “Jesus, Aar, quit fucking teasing me, man. Get your ass moving.”
    He did, his thrusts deeper and harder until she knew he hovered at the edge of his climax. Caph reached up and stroked Aaron’s arms. That seemed to be the final cue his body needed to tumble him over the ledge. Aaron thrust home inside her one last time and held still as he moaned.
    “Fuck yeah, that’s what I wanted to feel,” Ford cried out, then picked up the pace of his own thrusts. Emi felt the bed shake as he plunged his shaft inside Aaron until he too climaxed.
    Ford slipped his arm around Aaron’s waist and held him. “Dammit, I love you, Aar.”
    Aaron sat up, turned his head, and kissed Ford. “Me too, buddy.”
    When Aaron withdrew, Emi once again started her slow grind against Caph’s hips. Caught in the thick sexual energy from her other two men, she knew it wouldn’t take too much to push her over the edge.
    She was vaguely aware of Ford and Aaron stepping out of bed for a moment before they returned and lay on each side of them. Aaron stroked her back while Ford nuzzled Caph’s ear. Her clit throbbed. At the bottom of every stroke, she felt Caph’s hot flesh teasing her, not quite enough to push her over.
    Ford lifted her head. “Come on, baby,” he murmured. “Fuck him good. You