Chapter 13 #3
“As long as you’re ready, there’s nothing like a good ass fuck,” Horatio whispered.
Euphoria took over. There was nothing else. Just delicious fucking and lube trickling down his skin. Just as Gunner was at the edge of orgasm, Horatio slowed down.
“I need to look at you,” he said. “Your face, your mouth.”
Gunner flashed back to age seventeen, jamming in the stands at his first Monotony concert, amazed he was breathing the same air as Horatio Slice. Now the same man was gazing into his eyes while fucking him into a dizzy stupor.
“Still good?”
“Not good,” Gunner panted. “Amazing.”
Horatio rubbed Gunner’s bottom lip with his thumb. Head tilted. Eyes staring deep as he thrust gently but completely. “You’re so beautiful.”
Speechless, Gunner sucked that thumb into his mouth, licking the pad as he softly bit the knuckle, stifling the stupid words tickling his throat—words like: you fuck like a god, or, I want to keep you inside me forever. Surely those sentiments were too much and too soon.
But they sure sounded good inside his head.
Quicker now, and a little harder, Horatio’s cock was rubbing his target, taking him higher by the second. His toes flexed. His thighs quivered.
“Oh, god. Fuck me.”
Panting and gasping, his head tingled from the lack of oxygen. But he didn’t care. The thing he’d wanted most of all was happening.
“Come for me, baby.” Horatio whispered the words like a spell.
Gunner’s orgasm hit him like nothing ever had—complete, shattering satisfaction.
But the best part? Watching Horatio come undone.
Subtle but profound. Dirty and divine. When he tried to pull out, Gunner crossed his ankles behind his back, unwilling to give up the decadence of being this full. Not yet.
The other two were still going strong. Snake leaned up and sank his fangs into Sugar’s neck, drawing a wail of ecstasy.
“My sweet Sugar.” Snake licked the bloody pinpricks his bite left behind and the small wounds disappeared. “My decadent marquis.”
For a long moment, no one moved. Still locked between his thighs, Horatio rested his head on Gunner’s shoulder, panting softly. Fingers of calm tickled over his skin, leaving him floating in warmth.
That wasn’t sex… that was magic.
Sugar seemed to read his mind. “What a fantastic way to lose your virginity,” he whispered. “In a foursome, no less.”
“I could do it again right now.” Legs numb, he let Horatio go and stretched.
“Give me time to reload, and I’ll do it all night if you want.” Horatio sat on Gunner’s left and pulled him onto his lap. “Sexy boy. Do you feel good?”
“I feel amazing. Nothing could ever top this birthday.” Snuggled tight against Horatio, Gunner tried to stifle a yawn but failed.
“I’m sleepy, too. It’s been a long day.” Horatio stroked Gunner’s shoulder.
“Your bunk’s still available, if the birthday boy can walk,” Snake said.
“Is it really?”
“I didn’t kick you out. You left voluntarily. Welcome back and all that.”
“Don’t you need to gather the guys and vote or something?” Horatio asked.
“I only need my first mate’s vote. What say you, Sugar?”
“Only if we extend the invitation to Gunner. He’s proven his bravery multiple times.”
Gunner beamed but shook on the inside. Join a space pirate crew? Leave everything behind—his unfinished degrees, his friendship with Marcus. Was that something he could handle? Then again, he’d already faced Meridian and an army of Reptilians. Every day couldn’t be that death-defying, right?
“How do you become an official space pirate? Is there an initiation?”
Snake snickered. “The initiation involves getting naked with the captain, and you’ve fulfilled that obligation nicely.”
“Nicely? He fucking aced that.” Horatio held Gunner tighter.
“It’s not all sex and dodging bad guys. We do work on occasion,” Sugar said.
“What kind of work?” Gunner pointed to the Picasso. “Besides stealing priceless abstract paintings, I mean.”
“Good eye. Stiles swiped that one right out of the Louvre because it matched the drapes. As for work, clients hire us to procure valuable items, ranging from rare jewels to magical artifacts and all points in between.”
“A fair portion of our time is spent tracking the items down. It can take months sometimes,” Sugar said. “That part can get boring.”
“But we find ways to pass the time.” Snake patted Sugar’s ass.
“Sometimes, Snake refuses to part with the things he steals,” Horatio said.
“A vast treasury adds to our prestige and power. Which is why we’re the most infamous pirate crew in the universe.” Snake beamed.
“And the most wanted,” Sugar added.
“Dodging coppers adds to the fun.” Snake winked at Gunner. “What’s your final verdict? Want to live a life of danger and intrigue?”
“And hot sex with a ship full of gorgeous, horny men?” Sugar asked.
Horatio nodded. “The hottest hot sex.”
Gunner leaned his head back and grinned at the ceiling. Should he join a sexy band of space pirates that included a vampire, eight sex-hungry Humerians, and the hunkiest, horniest rock star who ever existed? He looked at Horatio, then Snake, then Sugar.
“Fuck it. I’m in.”