Anna and the Three Generals (5 page)

“You have your methods. I have mine,” Vadim replied. Then he stood abruptly and lifted Anna in his arms.

She let out a shriek and grabbed him by the shoulders so she wouldn’t topple out of his hold and land on her face on the floor.

“Relax, my Anna,” Vadim spoke in a softer tone. “I will take care of your needs.”

“Needs?” Her voice squeaked on the word. “I don’t know what I need.”

“Exactly,” Vadim replied as he brought her to Marco’s sleeping berth.

Again, she was impressed with the larger portion afforded to the population in this sector. Marco’s sleeping platform would easily accommodate the four of them. Her skin buzzed at the thought of sleeping surrounded by their three hot bodies.

Vadim set her carefully on the edge of the mattress and knelt at her feet.

She found herself unable to look away from the intensity showing in his blue eyes.

“Take off your shirt,” he ordered in a soft, but firm tone.

“What?” Her gaze shot to Marco and Kojo who stood behind Vadim, watching her intently. “What for?”

Kojo chuckled, sending those delicious tremors through her body again.

“I believe,” Marco explained, “Vadim wants to get the sexual tension in this pod down to a comfortable level.”

“Sexual tension?” Her head swiveled as she took a moment to study each man’s face. Did they all feel these swirly feelings like she did?

Kojo reached up to the top button on his own tunic and slipped it free. “I think sex is a brilliant idea, and a good use of this waiting period.” He continued undoing buttons until his tunic split open down the front, revealing his dark, muscular torso.

“Sex?” her voice squeaked again. “You want to mate now? What about the four weeks? It hasn’t even been a full day yet. Don’t we need to get to know each other better?”

Vadim shook his head slowly. “The Council has chosen us for you. There is no more that needs to be done. We do not need to wait. You belong to us. “

Anna’s channel clenched at his last words. She belonged to them. Why did that please her so much? She stared at the three exemplary models of masculinity. How could she
not
be pleased by belonging to them?

Vadim cupped her chin in his palm and drew her attention back to him. “Take off your shirt, Anna,” he repeated.

Slowly, she raised her hands from her lap to the top button of her uniform. Her fingers trembled as they undid the first one. Her nipples felt extra sensitive against the synthetic fabric of her bra, and her head swam, making her feel fuzzy.

She fumbled with the second button, and Marco moved to sit next to her on the edge of the mattress.

“Let me.” His large hands brushed her ineffectual ones away, and he deftly worked his way down the front of her shirt.

Her eyes fixed on Kojo’s magnificent form as he slipped off his tunic and dropped it on the far bench. His shoulders looked even broader without his military uniform. The muscles were etched so clearly under his dark skin. She vaguely registered that Marco had slipped her uniform shirt down her arms. It felt almost right to be half-naked in this room with these men. Kojo’s shirtless form had her wanting the feel of his skin against hers.

Before Marco could remove her bra, Vadim ordered her to stand up, and he untied the drawstring of her pants himself. They slid down her hips and caressed her thighs as they slipped down to her ankles. Her nerve endings seemed ultra-sensitive.

Kojo walked to her side and turned her by the shoulders to face him. His gaze traveled over her standard issue bra and down her stomach to her utilitarian underpants.

Oh, how she wished she’d spent some of her tokens on fancy undergarments from the marketplace that Bella visited. She must look like nothing special.

“You are exquisite, Anna.” Kojo’s eyes revealed the veracity of his statement, as they seemed to devour her.

She reached a tentative hand to his chest, wanting so desperately now to touch his bared skin. Covering her hand with his, he pressed them over his heart. Her skin was so pale next to his and made her feel more vulnerable in some way.

“Do you feel that?” he asked.

She looked from their joined hands to his eyes without answering, not knowing what he wanted from her.

“My heartbeat,” he answered. “It’s racing for you…because of you.”

Marco stood behind her and ran his palms over her hips. Glancing over her shoulder at him, Anna realized he’d stripped off his tunic while she’d been preoccupied with Kojo. Heat rose from his naked skin to hers, warming her up for more touching.

At some point, Vadim had gotten off his knees and now sat on a bench, observing her with the other two men. She was momentarily overwhelmed with having three of them in the room. How was she supposed to keep track of all of them?

As if he could read her mind, Vadim spoke. “I will watch this time. Then it will be our turn.”

She studied him, trying to detect any resentment or jealousy for being left out. Didn’t he want to position himself for first mate by being involved in the first joining?

Vadim shook his head. “No, Anna. No worries. I am where I am pleased to be. It would not be safe to have all three of us distracted from our primary mission.”

“Oh. Right. The mission,” she repeated. Then she was prevented from saying anything more by Marco’s hot mouth sliding up the slope of her neck. Her head fell back to his shoulder as she gasped. The muscles and bones in her legs seemed to have liquefied, and she clung to Kojo’s biceps. His hard muscles under her palms flexed as he grabbed her around the waist.

“To the bed,” he directed her and Marco.

As she and Marco climbed onto the mattress, Kojo removed his uniform trousers and his under-briefs. Her mouth fell open at her first sight of an aroused male. His penis stood out from his body fully erect, pointing at her. She bit her bottom lip as nerves competed with her arousal. How the hell was something that long and wide going to fit in her channel?

As Kojo strode to the bed, Marco’s large hot palm stroked over her stomach. His fingertips teased the edge of her underpants, and she shook under his caress. There was so much going on at one time, she wanted to call a halt so she could stop and analyze what was happening and how she felt about all these new sensations. The chemical reactions inside her body would be interesting to study if she could figure out a way to take samples.

Before she could suggest they slow down, Kojo joined her and Marco on the mattress, and she found herself sandwiched between the two men. The heat radiating off their skin spiked her internal temperature.

“You can touch us, Anna.” Kojo chuckled softly.

She realized her arms were frozen at her sides. Raising them slowly, she laid a hand on each of their forearms where they intersected her belly. The hair on their arms was silky under her palms as she petted them.

“You can touch us in other places too,” Marco whispered in her ear, sending goose bumps down her neck. “In fact, it’d make us happy if you touched us in other places.”

Chapter Four

Oh hellitude, Marco wanted Anna to touch his erect penis. Bella had told Anna that men liked to be stimulated there, but she didn’t have a clue what she was supposed to do with it. She’d planned to use the upcoming four weeks to research the mating process and watch some instructional downloads, but this mating had happened faster than she’d ever imagined, and now, she was unprepared.

Stars, she hated to be uninformed.

“Like this, beauty.” Marco guided her hand to his trousers.

Fortunately, he was still half-dressed and only put her palm on the outside of his pants over his hard length. The sight of Kojo’s naked erection was intimidating, as it seemed to have a life of its own as it twitched against the side of her thigh. She wasn’t quite ready to grab a hold of it uncovered; whereas, she was fascinated with the feel of Marco’s stiffness under his trousers. She pressed her palm against him harder, and he murmured his approval.

“That’s right. Feel free to explore,” he encouraged her.

She curled her fingers around the clothed penis as best she could, to judge its size. It was big, too wide to get her fingers around.

“That’s good. Now slide your hand up and down,” he instructed.

She did as he said, taking it slowly, afraid she might hurt him if she did it incorrectly.

“Oh, yes,” he whispered. “That’s the way.”

On her other side, Kojo watched them as he traced the top edge of her bra with his fingertip. Across her chest, more goose bumps rose to his light caress. “Can you two get rid of the extra clothing now?” he asked, sounding impatient to move this mating along.

She froze at the thought of what was coming next. How the hellitude was she going to accommodate these men in her body? They were huge, and a proper mating required all three of them to… Shiitake. She couldn’t even think about what she was going to have to do with them all at once, especially when she’d barely even touched one of their penises, and it was through Marco’s clothes at that.

“Let me help you with these,” Kojo hooked her fingers in the waistband of her underpants.

“No! Wait!” She yelped and sat up on the mattress. “Stop! I can’t do this.” She put her hands up in front of her to ward off their advances.

With a little smirk, Vadim watched the other two men bumble their first attempt with Anna, more convinced than ever that he knew exactly what she needed. She’d given herself away so easily when he’d kissed her in the reception pod.

As Kojo had said earlier, she was untried. But instead of going slowly, she needed to be taken quickly and without hesitation. Her big brain was an obvious distraction when it came to physical responses. Fast, decisive action was going to be required to get past her mental walls, and he was going to be the first to breach her.

“Kojo, get dressed and take the watch,” Vadim ordered.

The big black man sent him a narrowed-eyed glare, but since Vadim outranked the Lieutenant General, Kojo couldn’t disregard the command. With slow movements, the LG got off the berth and donned his uniform, quietly muttering under his breath. If Vadim wanted to truly be a hard-ass, he could have busted Kojo for his insubordination, but since they were all Anna’s mates, he decided it would be better not to exacerbate the animosity. Besides, their primary objective was still to protect Anna, and having the men distracted by negative feelings for him wasn’t going to help their mission.

Marco sat next to Anna on the bed, his gaze on Vadim as if awaiting his own orders.

“Stay where you are, Marco.” Vadim stood and approached the sleeping berth. “Come to me, Anna.”

With only a slight hesitation, she slipped off the mattress and stood before him. Even in a simple bra and underpants, her compact body triggered a reaction in him. Perhaps it was her unquestioning obedience to him that had his erection straining against the front of his trousers.

He bent down to her shorter height and gave her what the other men had overlooked. Pressing his mouth over hers, he wrapped her tight, little body in his arms. She relaxed into his hold immediately as her tongue danced around his. Her arms encircled his waist, and she surprised him when he felt her tentative touch on his ass. He rolled his hips into her, so she wouldn’t be able to help but notice his hard erection. Her fingers tightened on his ass, and she squirmed against him as she continued to engage in their kiss.

He skimmed his hand up the silky skin of her back to the strap of her bra and flicked open the hooks. She didn’t seem to register the movement, as he kept her distracted with his tongue and lips, licking and sucking at her mouth. After sliding off her bra, he braced her with one hand in the middle of her back. With his other hand, he cupped her small, pert breast. Her nipple budded against his palm, and he gave her a little squeeze. She moaned her approval in his mouth, and her body grew more lax in his arms. He needed to get her on the bed, so he didn’t have to support her with one arm. He wanted to use both hands to explore every centimeter of her.

Scooping her up, he carried her the few steps to the berth and laid her on the mattress while never breaking contact with her mouth. Kneeling on the floor at her side, he was now free to let both his hands touch her everywhere. He worked her breasts until both nipples hardened into tight pebbles. Then he slid his hands down her smooth stomach to her underpants. Without hesitating, he pulled them down and off her legs. Her fingers tightened on his shoulders, as she grew more frantic with her kissing.

Yes, she liked his approach. This was what she needed: Someone to take away all the decision-making from her, so she could just be in the moment.

With his hands under her shoulder blades, he lifted the top half of her and turned her ninety degrees on the berth, so her legs dangled off the edge. Then he finally left her mouth and placed kisses down her jaw, her neck, across her chest, to her breasts. He sucked one tight nipple into his mouth, and she arched off the mattress with a gasp. Her fingers dug into his scalp, and he smiled around the breast in his mouth.

She was so fucking responsive. His cock was pulsing with need to get inside her.