Page 89 of Desired for Her Blood
He shakes his head, and the worry in his eyes is clear. “Is there mining nearby?” he asks.
I shrug. “We could still be under Center City Philadelphia for all we know. No mining anywhere close to the city.”
“A bomb then?” Axe suggests. “Is America at war?”
“Nah.” I shake my head. I keep forgetting that the last time Axe was outside this dungeon was not long after the Second World War.
“What do you think it was?” Ember looks up into my eyes.
Zuben returns. “There have been no further vibrations of the bedrock, and while that does not completely rule out the possibility of an earthquake, I think it is highly unlikely that I would not be able to detect residual tremors had they originated from deep in the earth.”
“Well, whatever it was, it’s stopped.” Ember strokes my cock, then stops quickly, as if just noticing she was doing it.
“I think we can forgo further experiments,” Zuben says to Ember. “It is clear that Ember has more urgent requirements at the moment.” His eyes glance down to where she’s hold my cock again.
She shifts her hips and the glorious scent of her arousal intensifies, as does the pounding in my cock. Fuck, in spite of what’s just happened, I need her too.
Axe steps toward us, his cock preceding him—fuck that dude is huge—and Ember slides into his embrace, bending his stiff cock up between them. Jealousy pounds inside my chest, threatening to explode.
In theory, I’m okay if she chooses to be with both of us, even all three of us—she’s fucking worth it—but pirates aren’t known for sharing, and at this moment I’d kill Axe or Zuben if either of them tries to get their dick inside her ahead of mine.
The bear man tips her face up and kisses her gently. “Zuben and I should leave you and Ryker alone for a bit.” He glances over to the robot, who nods.
Joy floods inside me, erasing my jealousy and displacing, for a hot second, my overwhelming desire.
She strokes Axe’s chest and a lusty groan rumbles up from inside him, but he backs away from her.
“I’ve been thinking about something.” Axe turns toward Zuben. “Those hooks behind the waterfall.”
“What about them?” Zuben tips his head to the side. “I have not yet established a satisfactory theory as to why they came to be there.”
“Pretty sure they were used by the bootleggers,” Axe says. “When I first found the cave, there were remnants of barrels back there. I burned them for firewood.”
“Why would bootleggers store barrels behind a waterfall?” Zuben frowns. “And how would they get them in and out of there?”
Axe points toward Zuben. “Exactly.”
The robot’s eyes widen. “You are suggesting that there might be another route out of the cave from behind the waterfall.”
Axe nods.
“Then why, in all this time, have you not explored such a possibility?” Zuben asks. Dude looks annoyed, but I suspect it’s mostly because he hadn’t thought of checking out the possibility himself.
“I did.” Axe looks down. “Okay. Half heartedly.” Raising his gaze, he looks between all of us. “I should have tried harder.” He looks directly at Ember. “Now I have a reason to.”
“Let us go, then.” Zuben beckons toward Axe. “We will search while Ryker and Ember fornicate, and I hope we will return with good news.”
The moment the two of them dive into the water, I sweep Ember into my arms and kiss her. I want to consume her in one bite, to devour her in a wild frenzy, but at the same time, I want to savor her, to focus on every single instant and making each last.
Jumping up to straddle me, she rubs my cock through her slick folds, and I lose all interest in taking this slowly. Lifting her hips, I guide her into position.
She breaks our kiss and looks deep into my eyes as she slowly sinks down.
As I fill her, she draws a long sighing breath, and then looks even deeper into my eyes. “I love you.”
My cock twitches inside her, and her expression reveals that she feels the subtle motion.
“I don’t expect you to say it.” She rocks her hips gently. “I don’t want you to say it just because I did. I don’t want you to say it until you mean it. It’s okay. Really. But…”
