Chapter 18
Colette watched in disbelief as the big red alien ship exploded, shooting chunks of metal—and her blue hunks—into space.
“They did it!” crowed Ouellet. “They saved our planet.”
“And sacrificed themselves doing it,” Colette numbly murmured. Her legs wobbled and her vision blurred as tears filled her eyes.
Beta said, “Why so sad?”
“I can’t believe you have to ask,” Colette huffed. “Aren’t you upset at all that Cade and Jaspar died?”
“They’re not dead,” the smug AI stated.
“What?” Rather than Beta replying, she heard an odd noise that sounded like—
“Anyone know how to quiet a crying baby?” Cade announced as he entered the bridge, cradling a squalling child to his chest.
“OH MY GOD! You’re alive.” Colette never felt such relief and joy than at the sight of the blue hunks.
Cade thrust the baby at Ouellet. “I think it is angry.”
“Poor thing.” The doctor crooned as she rocked the child in her arms.
Unable to contain her relief, Collette flung herself at Jaspar and gave him a big kiss.
A kiss he returned, which included his hands on her ass.
“I’m thinking we should give them some privacy before the clothes come off,” Ouellet stated.
“I will escort you,” Cade stated looking dejected—and neglected.
Before Cade could leave, Colette whirled and grabbed him in a passionate embrace.
“And there is my cue,” the doctor murmured, which caused Colette to suddenly realize what she’d done. The rule of juggling lovers? Do not kiss the men you’d slept with in front of each other.
As the doctor left with the child, Colette’s cheeks heated, and she muttered, “Sorry about that. I’m just so glad you’re both alive.”
“So are we,” Cade drawled.
“It was close, though,” Jaspar added.
“But you succeeded. Not only did you get rid of the Krampus monsters, you saved a stolen child.”
A nonchalant Cade shrugged, but Jaspar said, “The rescue was Cade’s idea.”
“Which you aided in after you ensured the Boulmas would self-destruct.” Cade wouldn’t take all the credit.
“Sounds like you both deserve hero medals.”
“We’d rather settle for you,” Cade stated.
“I agree. You’re the only prize we need,” Jaspar agreed.
We? Colette blinked as she tried to digest what they seemed to be implying. “Hold on a second. You seem to be hinting at us, uh, er…” She couldn’t say it aloud, even as the very thought had her wetting her panties.
“Jaspar and I were talking, and we are both quite attracted to you. Now we realize a triad might not be acceptable to you, and if that’s the case, then we will respect—”
“I would totally be into a threesome!” she exclaimed. She blushed hotly. “It’s long been a fantasy of mine.”
Jaspar held out his hand. “Shall we make it a reality?”
“Now?” Her heart stopped for a second before racing madly.
“Unless you have other plans?” Cade arched a brow.
“I’m free. It’s Christmas Eve, and I don’t have to be in the office until after New Year’s. But what about the doctor and the baby?”
Beta replied. “I’ve already beamed the child back to its parents by tracing the energy signature of where it was taken from. As for Dr. Ouellet, she asked if I could return her to the base so she could inform the general that the threat is gone.”
“Excellent work, Beta,” Cade declared.
“I know.” So smug. “I’m going to be really busy for the next few hours monitoring the situation on Earth. Apparently, someone called Santa Claus has managed to find a way to deliver gifts to millions of households in a single night. I am curious as to what propulsion system he uses.”
Colette could have told Beta that Santa was simply a myth, but why spoil Beta’s fun? Besides, maybe Santa was real. After all, it turned out aliens existed.
And they wanted her as their lover.
She’d never been so excited and nervous.
“So, where are we doing this?” She glanced around, but the chairs didn’t seem conducive for sex play.
“The guest quarters have the largest beds.”
“Lead the way,” she boldly stated. The sooner they got there, the better, because she noticed some serious tenting in their pants and she couldn’t wait to take care of it.
They entered a chamber less plain than those she’d seen thus far. The walls hued a pale green, the bed big and round in the center of the room.
“Guess we should get naked,” she murmured, her hands going to the hem of her shirt.
“Let us,” Cade said, grabbing her hands.
“Okay.” A soft reply that came with a shiver of anticipation.
Cade’s nimble fingers made quick work of the buttons on her blouse, which, while clean because of the laser, definitely wouldn’t be going back into her closet after all it had been through.
When her shirt gaped, revealing the lacy edges of her bra, Cade slid to her rear and swept aside her hair, placing a kiss on her nape.
His shift of position allowed Jaspar to crouch before her, his hands working the zipper on the side of her skirt, tugging it down over her hips, his eyes half lidded with passion—and they’d only just begun.
While Cade slid her shirt off, Jaspar massaged her legs, starting at her ankle, stroking upwards. While he got her weak-kneed, Cade proceeded to lightly kiss her nape, his warm breath teasing her skin, awakening all of her sensitive nerve endings.
They left the bra and panties on and remained dressed as they both pressed in on her, front and back, cocooning her between.
Jaspar leaned in for a kiss that stole her breath, or was it because Cade ground his erection against her ass?
She wiggled her butt to tease while her tongue tangled with Jaspar’s, drawing a moan.
He wasn’t the only one enjoying himself. Her panties needed a good wringing already.
When they shuffle-guided her to the bed, she lay down on her back and got to watch them strip off their shirts. Blue pecs. Blue abs. Pants that strained as their cocks demanded release.
Cade leaned forward and kissed her, his lips sliding sensually over hers.
While they embraced, Jaspar dragged his fingers down her torso to the waist of her panties. He slid them under the fabric, and she groaned against Cade’s lips when those fingers stroked over her wet cleft.
If they kept dual teasing, she might come too quick. It led to her saying, in a less-than-steady voice, “Whose cock is getting sucked first?”
Cade whispered, “So eager.”
“And you’re not?”
“Very,” he chuckled.
“So, who am I wrapping my lips around?”
Cade glanced over at Jaspar. “Start with him.”
“Me?” Jaspar exclaimed.
“Yes. Feed her your cock.”
Colette felt a quiver between her legs at his dirty command. And then another as Jaspar quickly shucked his pants, revealing his ready cock.
She knelt and beckoned. “Come here.” She patted the spot in front of her, and he eagerly complied, positioning himself in front of her face, his rigid shaft ready for a lick. Her tongue bathed the head of his prick, and he groaned.
“Take him in your mouth,” Cade ordered in a husky voice.
The command opened her mouth to let Jaspar’s cock slide in.
“Ah,” Jaspar exhaled, and his hips jerked as she worked his cock, bobbing back and forth, sucking and tugging.
A side glance showed Cade watching, his pants shed that he might stroke himself, his grip and slide on his cock matching the rhythm of her mouth.
He caught her glance, and his expression turned smoldering.
A raspy Jaspar had the next order, which emerged on a low growl. “Touch her. She’s already wet.”
Cade released his shaft and positioned himself behind where she couldn’t see, just feel.
Feel as his hands cupped and caressed her ass. Sliding between the crack of them to rub over her wet pussy.
“Lick your fingers,” a hoarse Jaspar said next. “I’ll bet she tastes sweet.”
Cade groaned. “She is delectable. The most incredible treat in the galaxy.”
To her dismay, Jaspar pulled his cock free, but only so they could change things up. “Lie down and spread your legs so Cade can feast.”
Oh.
She felt Cade shifting to the side, leaving her room to lie down and for him to nestle between her thighs. His tongue immediately went to work, teasing her clit, parting her lips, licking her, driving her wild.
Not to be left out, Jaspar chose to play with her breasts, his lips latching onto her pert nipple and nipping it lightly with his teeth.
She uttered a small cry at the dual sensations. Felt herself tightening.
“She’s ready,” Cade remarked, the hot words teasing her nether lips, bringing a quiver.
“Your turn to go first,” Jaspar offered, and then he continued to suck at her nipple as Cade thrust into her. Sliding in and out. Slow and gentle.
It was Jaspar who growled, “Harder.”
She mewled as Cade obeyed, slamming his cock deep into her channel, pushing her higher and higher.
To her dismay, Cade pulled out. “I’m too close. You take a turn.”
Jaspar needed no further invitation, but rather than fuck her, he chose to have a taste first, flicking his tongue across her sex, drawing a shudder of pleasure. Cade, meanwhile, plied her untended nipple with some oral teasing, using his teeth to graze and bite.
Her hips began thrusting, gyrating, pushing against Jaspar’s face, her orgasm close.
“Distract her,” Jaspar grunted.
Apparently, that meant Cade should straddle her upper chest to shove his cock between her lips.
She sucked, her cheeks hollowing as she tugged at him. And almost bit because Jaspar chose to fuck her in that moment, his cock doing some hard thrusting that had her moaning and losing her rhythm.
Cade gripped her hair and took over the rhythm, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, the dual penetration unlike anything she’d ever experienced.
“I can’t hold on any longer,” Jaspar gasped, pulling free.
“Me too.” A hoarse Cade also removed his cock.
Oh hell no. Colette was done playing. She rose and fixed Jaspar with a beguiling smile. “We are not done. Get on your back.”
“You heard her.” Cade gave Jaspar a light shove, not that he needed it.
Jaspar lay down, his cock jutting, and she wasted no time seating herself on it. Impaling herself on his blue, hinting of purple, spear.
She held his gaze as she rolled her hips and rode him. Cade knelt behind her, his hands cupping her breasts, his warm breath against her ear, urging her on. “Faster. Squeeze him. Feel him fill you.”
“Oh god,” she moaned as her orgasm hit and she lost her rhythm. Cade took over, his hands on her hips keeping her moving atop Jaspar, who gasped and thrust his hips upward, the heat of his cum drawing a cry from her.
The aftershocks rippled through her, and she was barely aware of being moved from atop Jaspar to the bed.
Cade gazed at her, still hard but not touching.
“What are you waiting for?” She held out her arms, and he came to her. His cock sliding in, the thickness of it taking her dying orgasm and rolling into a new one. She came hard a second time, squeezing so tight Cade barely managed a few thrusts before yelling and spurting hotly inside her.
In a heap of limbs, they collapsed together. Sweaty. Sticky. Sated.
For now.
It led to Colette murmuring, “Okay, that was epic.”
“It was,” Jaspar agreed.
“The best.”
“My question is, what’s next?”
Apparently round two.
Merry Christmas to me.