“No, not particularly. Sure as hell, not right now.” Dan smothered a yawn, widened his stance. “You’l get your chance to prove yourselves. Be careful though. People are going to be edgy for a while. It’d be sad if there were any accidents and one of you got shot by mistake.”
The captain’s eyes lit with a wolfish grin. “Wouldn’t it be?”
“Now then, I’m just saying.”
Sean grunted, frowned off into the distance. “How did the world get so f**ked up?”
“Dunno. Why don’t we all just concentrate on helping each other stay alive, hmm?”
“Believe me, that’s the plan.”
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
Un-fucking-believable, they were arguing again.
Finn climbed the steps silently. Loath to interrupt, because not all arguments were bad. Especially not if the room reeked of sex.
“Dan …” Al’s voice was low and urgent.
Finn knew that tone of voice. Finn loved that tone of voice.
“You have to wait,” Dan said.
“You’re not being fair.”
“Of course I am.”
“No, you’re not,” she moaned. “You’re really f**king not.”
“I would remind you, babe. This was all your idea.”
Their girl took a sharp breath. “Damn it.”
“You’re doing so well. The secret, my love, is lube – lots and lots of lube.”
Finn’s imagination had presented many varied scenarios. The one that met him topped them al .
Al was na**d and on her hands and knees, a personal favorite of his. Watching her tits sway was awesome. Dan knelt behind her, two fingers buried in her gorgeous ass. His pants were stil on, despite the definite bulge at the front.
And there were balloons, strangely enough, balloons in every color imaginable. A whole room full of them.
“You’re in trouble,” Dan said to Finn. His fingers never ceased their slow, careful thrust and retreat.
“Why is that?” Finn asked, his gaze glued to Dan’s hand.
“It’s your birthday, and you didn’t tel me.” Al’s face was flushed pink, her mouth open, and jaw tight. Her gray eyes were glazed with passion. “You were supposed to be home quarter of an hour ago.”
“I forgot about my birthday.” Finn dropped to his knees beside the mattress and leant over, kissing the life out of her. He couldn’t get enough of her. “I’m sorry I’m late.”
“He wouldn’t let me come,” she tipped her chin at Dan.
“It was polite to wait for the birthday boy,” said Dan with a wink.
Finn grinned so hard his face hurt, hand stroking her healed shoulder. “Can I guess what my present is?”
“Get your dick out. I’m tired of waiting. You need to catch up fast.” Al’s gray eyes glanced up at him, mouth open and waiting, her beautiful lips moist. “Hurry.”
He loved her so much it hurt, along with being so damned turned on it hurt. And she had been more careful the last six weeks, conceding to some, if not al , of his demands. Things really had calmed down.
“Catching up is not going to be a problem.” He was already hard, the surge of blood to his groin dizzying.
Finn unbuckled his belt, tore at the button and zipper of his jeans. The minimum required to free his c**k and feed it into her waiting mouth. Sweet heat and tension. Ali’s lips closed around him, sucking at the engorged flesh.
Perfect.
The muscles in his stomach jumped and clenched as she drew on him. Her tongue got busy, and his head fell back, hands cradling her skull. “God, Al. That’s so good.”
She moaned around Finn’s cock. Daniel gave a short, pained laugh, scissoring his fingers more obviously in her rear entrance. “She likes this more than she has let on.”
Al hadn’t been the only one waiting.
The man licked his lips, watching his fingers gliding into the nicely stretched little hole. Finn’s c**k pulsed in her mouth. Waiting really wasn’t an option. That she gave to him like this drove him wild. That she had planned this for him.
Best. Birthday. Ever.
“I think we’re about ready,” Finn said.
“Alrighty.” Dan slid his fingers free of her and wiped them on a waiting towel. He gave her ass a final squeeze, shuffled back on his knees.
Finn reluctantly withdrew from the heat of her mouth. Her tongue swiped over the head of his cock, taking a drop of pr**cum before he could draw away completely. Her fervor for him was the only gift he needed. Not that he would turn down her ass.
“Happy birthday,” she said.
“You have no idea.” He kissed her deeply, giving her everything he had. Thanking her without words. “You want Dan beneath you?”
“Both of you?”
“If you want.”
Her teeth worried her lip and her eyes wandered away briefly. She was nervous, but that had never stopped their girl before.
“Okay,” she whispered.
“We’ll go slow.” Finn whipped off his shirt, nodded to the man. “You’re on the bottom.”
“Excellent.” Dan dealt with his jeans in a hurry, hand to his c**k as he crawled back onto the bed. “Come here, babe. It’s been killing me thinking I’d have to wait.”
“You like to watch,” Al purred, camping it up with a grin.
“I do. But I like to participate even more,” Daniel assured her, lying on his back so Al could climb atop him. She kissed him over and over, covering his mouth with her swollen lips. Her hands pressed down on his shoulders, holding him in place. Playing with him. Their wrestling escalated till Daniel took her hip in hand, his other guiding his c**k into her. “Give me that pretty pu**y.”
She inhaled and sank down on him, her hands wrapped around his shoulders and her ass squirming as she worked herself onto Daniel. Finn was almost jealous. He knew how her body welcomed him, the pull of succulent cunt. His balls were in agony.
“Hell,” Dan mumbled.
“Lie down, Al.” Finn’s hands guided her onto Dan’s chest and the man’s hands slipped up her arms, held her. “That’s it. We’ll take it nice and easy.”
“My brave girl,” said Daniel. “I’m so proud of you right now. I just can’t say.”
“Shuddup,” Al choked out a laugh that morphed into a moan when Finn rubbed the head of his c**k over her ass**le and pressed inward. Christ. The way that tight hole parted for him, softening and giving just enough to swallow the crown of cock. He had to take his time, had to make it good for her. Damn but it hurt to wait. “Aah.”