In Love at First Bight, Dr. Emilia Hypatia is an Alpha-ranked healer, has a degree in psychology, and is empath trained. Fresh out of a bad relationship with a cheating ex, her first assignment to the Deep Space Mission Corps vessel, the Tamora Bight, seems ideal. Especially when she meets the three handsome crewmen. First Officer Caphis Bates is playful and rowdy. Mate Ford Caliban is her intellectual and emotional equal. But it’s Captain Aaron Lucio who is an enigma, with a deeply wounded and carefully guarded soul. While sharing their communal bed is a scorching, sensual experience, Emi soon learns that her lovers suffer a shared grief. But space is a cold and cruel place. Will time run out for all of them before she can heal their hearts?
In Bightmares, Dr. Emilia Hypatia is settling into life aboard the Tamora Bight with her three husbands Aaron, Caph, and Ford. Despite a shared tragedy in the men’s past that left emotional scars, Emi’s love has gone a long way toward healing and completing their lives. When a space colony distress signal reaches the Tamora Bight, Emi is forced into a race against time. Not only must she try and save the colonists from the mysterious disease ravaging their men, she must also save her own men from an old vengeance born of their grief filled past. And when Aaron is stricken with the illness, the stakes multiply. Will Emi find a cure, or will all their dreams turn into nightmares?
In Spider Bight, the Tamora Bight is diverted from a scheduled mission to conduct a rescue operation and tow a disabled Kal’moran vessel. The crew is also instructed to refer to Emi Hypatia as the ship’s captain, as Kal’moran is a luxury resort planet run by women, for women. Aaron, Caph, and Ford are less than delighted when they’re diplomatically obligated to visit the Kal’moran capital with Emi. While in the city, a jealous, scheming Kal’moran sets her sights on stealing Emi’s husbands by any means necessary when she refuses to share. Now, Emi must fight to save her men from a Kal’moran warrior who will stop at nothing. And on a planet that houses deadly arachnid-like creatures, Emi must show them she can more formidable than any Spider Bight.
In Out of Bight, Out of Mind, Emi Hypatia loves her job exploring the galaxy with her three husbands, Aaron, Caph, and Ford. But when a nonhuman crewman is temporarily assigned to the Tamora Bight, Emi hates and mistrusts him due to what her empath abilities are telling her. Emi’s husbands know that she can’t help what she feels for their new crewmate, Kayehalau, but they don’t know if it’s the jump engines affecting her, residual nerves from her fight on Kal’moran, or something else. They want to help her, but orders are orders, so Kayehalau must stay. But Emi knows he’s up to no good. She just has to prove it. She manages to reveal his nefarious intentions, but it’s only after she’s out of harm’s way that a larger problem becomes apparent. Can Aaron, Caph, and Ford save her in time?
LOVE AT FIRST BIGHT
That would be cheating, right?
Or not. They had her resume, they knew she was a trained, class two empath.
After another hour, Ford let her play on her own and she started wiping the men out of chips. At first she wondered if they were letting her win, then realized they were genuinely surprised a beginner could pick up the game so quickly.
When it was her turn to deal she flashed them a smile. “So what happens when you run out of chips?”
The men looked at each other, then Aaron spoke. “What do you want to happen?” he carefully asked. She tried to read him. The men had all shifted slightly back to nervous, afraid of doing something to spook her.
His eyes never wavered from hers. “So how’s strip poker work?” she asked.
The twins said, “Holy shit!” She’d gotten used to their frequent unison comments and thought it was funny that two unrelated men could be so close as to talk like that.
“You want to play strip poker?” Aaron asked in disbelief.
“Well, from the looks of it, you guys would be doing the stripping.” She didn’t blink, holding his steady gaze, waiting until he turned to Ford to look away.
“Well?” he asked Ford.
Ford shrugged. “I’m game.”
He looked at Caph. “What about you?”
The large man eagerly nodded. “Sure.”
Aaron turned back to her. “We can’t force you to do anything, understand? You also realize it would be fucking mean to tease us, right?”
She narrowed her gaze and imitated his amused smirk. “I’ve never been accused of being a tease, gentlemen. You want to talk or play? I still have chips. If you want to get me naked, you’re going to have to start winning back some money.”
They played. Within four hands, the three men were totally out of chips and shirtless.
And they all had very nice chests.
Emi dealt the next hand and kept raising the ante, forcing the men to give up a shoe each. Three more hands left them in their pants and underwear.
“You guys want to keep playing?” she asked.
They all nodded, their eyes on her.
The next hand saw them sacrificing their pants. Aaron wore boxers, but the other two wore briefs. All three men were stiff, and from what she could tell, large.
She smiled. “I like what I see, gentlemen. What do we play for after you lose all your clothes?”
Aaron met her gaze head-on from across the table. “What do you want to play for?”
“What do you usually play for?”
Ford and Caph silently watched them like a tennis match, their heads pivoting back and forth, their jaws slightly gaped in disbelief.
Aaron narrowed his gaze. “Once our clothes are gone, we play for favors.”
“Favors as in little birthday party toys, or favors as in blow jobs?”
He smirked. “The second. Usually we play cards in bed when we get to that point.”
Okay, she was definitely soaking wet now. Emi took a sip of her water and licked her lips because her throat had gone dry. “Really?”
All three men nodded.
She couldn’t believe she was doing this, it didn’t feel real. “How fascinating, gentlemen.” She picked up the deck of cards and stood, heading toward the doorway leading to the crew quarters. The men watched her, and she turned. “Well? I thought you said you normally play in bed at this point.”
After a brief moment of stunned shock, the men scrambled to follow her. Aaron took the lead. She didn’t bother keeping her eyes off his ass as he opened the cabin door.
“Yes, I do.”
Emi writhed against him, encouraging. “You don’t have something to do now that we’re here?”
“Not for a few hours.” He slid his other hand up to her breast, running his thumb over her nipple through her shirt. “I could do you, if you’re in the mood.”
She closed her eyes and threw her head back against his shoulder. “That sounds great.”
He scooped her into his arms and carried her to their cabin. “Where’s the twins?” she asked as he lifted her shirt.
“I don’t know. Frankly, I don’t care right now. I’ve got you all to myself for a little bit.” He sucked one nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the hard peak.
Emi squirmed under the firm attention from his eager mouth. “So what are you going to do with our time?”
He sat up and yanked his shirt off, then stood and dropped his pants. His stiff cock sprang free, the action sending a flood of moisture straight to her sex. The sight of one--or all--of their ready members wanting her always did that to her.
“I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to make you come.”
It took her only a second to shimmy out of her pants. He knelt in front of her and grabbed her arm, pulling her to him, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
Sometimes he was like this, forceful, almost aggressive, and she loved it. Emi squirmed against him and he flipped her over, his hands skimming down her body to her hips, positioning her.
“Do it,” she begged, wiggling her ass at him.
“Oh, baby, I’m going to do you, all right.” He dipped his fingers into her, making sure she was wet and taking a moment to tease her, thrusting them into her. “I’m going to do you real good, baby girl.”
He pressed his cockhead against her pussy, not entering, his fingers gripping her hips. “What do you want? Tell me.”
“Fuck me good, Aar.”
He slammed home with a growl, forcing her to hold still and not grind against him like she wanted. “You want it, baby? I don’t think you want it that much.”
Gripping her pillow, she tried to thrust backward against him, but he held her too tightly. “I do, I want it.”
He chuckled and leaned over her, one arm wrapped around her waist. “No you don’t. I don’t think you want it at all.”
Playful didn’t begin to describe his mood. All the men had been happier since leaving the orbital hub, eager to be on their way. “Please fuck me. I want you to fuck me with that sweet cock.”
“Mmm.” He flipped them onto their side, still inside her, and hooked one leg around hers. “I’m going to fuck you good and slow, sweetie.” His hand found her clit. She groaned as he stroked it, slowly fucking her at the same time. “Gonna keep you right on the edge.” He ran his lips across her shoulder, gently nipping her, sending shivers through her.
“Oh, nice!” At the sound of Caph’s voice, Emi and Aaron looked up. Caph stood in the cabin doorway, his pants tented.
“I guess I don’t have you all to myself anymore,” Aaron murmured in her ear. “How you feeling, baby?”
“Horny,” she gasped.
Caph laughed and shook his head. “Is this an open party, or should I come back later?”
Emi thought Aaron might ask for more alone time, but he lifted his head. “I think she needs a little assistance.”
Caph crossed the room in two strides, and was naked by the time he dropped to the bed. Aaron moved his hands to her breasts, rolling her nipples in his fingers and sending spasms straight to her pussy. Caph spread her legs wider, cool air brushing against her throbbing clit.
“Are we keeping her begging for a while or going for a fast explosion?” Caph asked.
“Ah, let’s keep her begging for a while,” Aaron said.
Emi whimpered, closing her eyes and loving the sensation of them taking control.
“Cool,” Caph said, his lips closing around her clit.
Aaron kissed her again, then blazed a hot and moist trail with his lips along her jaw, behind her ear, down her neck to the base of her throat. She closed her eyes and reached out with her empathic senses, drank in their passion and love. It only compounded her desire.
Aaron didn’t stop there. He moved lower and latched his mouth onto one of her nipples while he teased the other with his hand. He used his tongue and teeth to bring the one to a hard peak. Then he switched to the other and repeated the process. She felt her clit throb in response, every pull of his mouth on her breast triggering a responding pulsation between her legs.
He continued his southerly journey until she felt his hot breath on her clit. He pushed her thighs wider apart with his palms and gently nuzzled his lips against her.
As one, Ford and Caph changed position. Each man latched onto one of her breasts, drawing a long, low moan from her. She twined her fingers in their hair and held on. How could she not love this exquisite pleasure?
Aaron teased her clit with his tongue while Ford and Caph stroked her body with their hands. Raw passion singed her nerves. It felt like their hot touch was everywhere at once. Aaron wrapped his hands around her thighs as he settled himself between her legs. His tongue plunged deeply inside her before he returned to tracing slow, lazy circles around her clit. Back inside her again, teasing, not giving her enough friction to get off even as he pulled her closer to the brink.
Ford lifted his head and used his fingers to torment her nipple. “Look at me, babe,” he said.
Unable to resist, she forced her eyes open.
In the dim light, or maybe because of his own desire, Ford’s blue eyes had taken on the color of infinitely deep ocean seas. “Does it feel good? Do you like feeling his mouth on you?”
She nodded, his words further inflaming her.
“As much as I love being the one to make you scream, I love seeing you like this, watching one or both of them make love to you. Is he fucking you with his tongue?”
She nodded, speech escaping her.
“Is he sucking on your sweet clit?” As he said it, Aaron did it, making her arch her back to get more contact.
Caph moaned around her other nipple as his stiff cock rubbed against her thigh. Just listening to Ford’s pillow talk could nearly make him come.
“I bet that beautiful pussy of yours is totally wet, isn’t it?”
Caph moaned again, louder, and started shifting his hips against Emi in earnest.
He lowered his face to hers, his lips not quite touching. She felt his breath against her lips. “Come for us. Scream for us. Give it all to us, we want it.”
Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt it start. An erotic bubble of need and passion rapidly swelling until it burst. Her eyes clamped shut as she cried out. Ford kissed her, fucking her with his tongue and swallowing her passionate sounds as she lost control of her muscles and felt like her insides had been replaced by hot lava.
“What the fuck happened?” Aaron yelled. “You okay, Em?”
Emi belatedly realized the damn spider was, in fact, made out of rubber. As she looked around at the mess she’d made, she spotted Ford’s concerned frown…
And Caph’s playful grin. A wave of pleased humor hit her from the large man, and she immediately pieced together what had happened.
“Caph, I’m gonna fucking kill your ass!”
Ford looked confused as the big man started laughing so hard he doubled over. “What happened?” Ford asked as he walked over to her and helped her to her feet. He brushed coffee grounds off her uniform.
From the doorway, Caph wheezed with laughter and shook his head.
Aaron, stepping carefully to avoid the spilled coffee grounds, picked up the spider and held it up for Ford to see. “The practical joker is back.”
Caph howled with laughter and slid down the wall.
Ford sadly surveyed the spilled coffee and shook his head. “What a waste.” As dedicated a coffee drinker as Emi, to him it was practically sacrilege for it to be wasted like that. He took the spider from Aaron. “I wondered where Bucky had gotten to. We haven’t seen him in a couple of years, have we?”
“Bucky?” Emi asked.
Aaron frowned at Caph, who still giggled by the counter. “Yeah, Bucky the rubber spider. It’s sort of Caph’s tradition. He’s been getting me and Ford with him at least once a year on average for nearly as long as we’ve been together.”
Emi snatched the spider from Ford and jammed it in one of the outer pockets of her pants. “Not funny, Caph!”
He managed to get to his feet, still occasionally snorting. “Happy Halloween, babe. It was hysterical from this end. You should see your face.”
She swatted his naked shoulder. “You think it’s so funny, you get to clean up that mess.”
Aaron yawned. “She’s got a point.” He leveled a serious gaze at Caph. “Clean it up. Now.”
“Okay, okay. I will. Let me go pull some clothes on—”
“Now, Caph,” Aaron said.
Caph sighed. “Yes, mon captain.”
“Quit hogging her,” Ford scolded, his smile belying his words. “You always hog her.”
“No, I don’t,” Caph responded, tweaking her nipples and making her moan. “You had her to yourself all morning.”
“He’s got a point,” Aaron noted. “We should get dibs.”
Emi cranked open an eye and glared at them. “If you start taking numbers, someone’s getting slugged.”
The men laughed. Aaron pushed Caph down onto the bed. Caph easily grabbed Emi and hauled her up the bed with him, turning her over so she faced him. He grabbed her by the waist and positioned her so he could thrust his hips up and spear her ready pussy with his stiff cock.
She moaned, closing her eyes and wiggling so his cock pierced her as deeply as possible. The soft down of blond curls dusting his chest rubbed against her pebbled nipples, adding an additional level of pleasure. She ran her hands over his chest, enjoying the feel of his warm flesh under her palms.
“That’s the sound I love to hear,” Aaron said. She felt the bed dip behind her. A moment later, he rubbed cool lube on her puckered ring, slowly working one finger inside her ass.
She squirmed against Caph. “Yes!” she gasped.
“What about me?” Ford complained.
She lifted her head from Caph’s chest. “Get yourself over here and quit whining, sweetie.”
“That’s more like it.” He eagerly changed position, kneeling next to Caph’s head so she could reach his cock with her mouth.
Aaron chuckled from behind her. “I’m not so sure she’s going to be the one worn out,” he joked. He added more lube and worked a second finger into her. “All she has to do is lie there and enjoy it.”
She closed her eyes and moaned around Ford’s cock as it slid between her lips. She loved this, having all three of them at once. Something that wouldn’t happen very often, if at all, while in space with someone always needing to be on watch.
OUT OF BIGHT, OUT OF MIND
She snuggled up against his chest. “Yeah.”
“I wish I could fix this for you, but Cap’s right. It’s a direct order from higher up, and unless the guy does something to allow us cause, we can’t boot him or refuse the temp assignment.” He gently tipped her chin up so she had to look him in the eye. “We’re not choosing him over you. I just want to make sure you understand that. The three of us feel like crap that we can’t refuse the order and make him go away.”
“I know. I hate that I’m feeling like this. It’s so childish.”
“No, don’t hate it. It’s part of what makes you so beautiful, inside and out, babe.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Look how you healed Aaron. All of us. It was that special part of you, the empath part of you, that made you perfect for us.” He nuzzled her nose with his. “And if it means there are times you have conflicts with others because of it, I’m okay with that. I’ll always trust your instincts over anything else.”
She took a deep breath, held it, and let it out again. “Thank you,” she whispered.
He kissed her forehead. “I love you. You don’t need to thank me.”
“Okay.” She listened to his heartbeat rumbling in her ear through his shirt. “Caph?”
“Can I have my drink back now?”
“I’m not sure. You feeling okay?”
She started to say yes when she broke down crying again. He cradled her against his large, comforting body. Maybe she was drunk.
No, she knew it was a mix of the inevitable, along with hating herself for feeling like this.
Okay, maybe a little of the M-squareds.
After a few minutes, she sniffled and wiped at her nose with the back of her hand. “I’m okay.”
“Yeah.” She sniffled again as she looked at his attire while he untangled himself from her and stood. Still in his casual crew uniform, he didn’t exactly fit in with the other resort patrons surrounding the pool. “Did you bring a bathing suit?”
“Yep. I brought yours, too, but looks like you beat me to it.”
“Aww. You packed for me?”
“No, Ford did.” He leaned in and kissed her. “I’ll go change and be back in a little while. Don’t go anywhere.” He started to turn to leave, but he reached over, picked up her drink, and handed it to her. “And don’t get too shitfaced, sweetie.”
“I’ll be waiting right here.” While he was gone, she hurriedly finished that one and ordered herself another drink. She might regret it the next day, but it was rare she could totally slough off her duties and just be a normal human.
And she needed that now more than ever. Especially since she knew what was coming after her three-day mini-vacation ended.
A moment later, the end of the bed dipped and Ford let out a loud moan. His head limply fell to her shoulder as he rocked his hips against her. “Oohhh, fuck yeah,” he mumbled.
If she cocked her head, she could see Caph kneeling behind him, working lube into Ford’s ass. And already his cock was growing hard again. When Ford quit moving, holding still, she knew Caph was sliding his delicious cock deep up his tight channel.
And the groan the larger man let out confirmed it.
“He hard again, baby?” Caph asked her.
He lightly slapped Ford’s ass. “What are you waiting for? Get moving.”
Ford’s teeth grazed her shoulder as he lightly bit down, but his hips started rocking, slowly at first, then gaining speed until he was fucking himself back and forth between her pussy and Caph’s cock.
Emi drew her knees up, giving Ford better access and enjoying the way her swollen, sensitive clit rubbed against his body at the bottom of every stroke. Not enough to get her over, but enough to revive her interest in maybe trying for one more.
“That’s it,” Caph encouraged, his voice sounding strained. She could tell he was holding back, struggling against a dam about to explode. “Hurry up, buddy.”
Ford pushed up on his arms for traction, and the whole bed shook as he seesawed between them.
She grabbed his head and kissed him and that was all it took to shove him over the edge. She swallowed his moans and felt her heart leap with the feel of his orgasm spiraling through him, soon followed by Caph.
As the three of them collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty tangle, Ford lifted his head so he could look at her. “Hiya.”
She giggled. “Hiya.”
They were all startled by the sound of clapping. They looked over to see Aaron leaning against the wall next to the door, a grin on his face and a huge bulge tenting his trousers. Another suitcase sat on the floor next to him.
“I didn’t hear you come in,” Caph said.
He laughed and pushed off the wall to walk over to the bed. “No, because you three were busy coming.”
Emi faked a pout. “I didn’t come.”
“What?” Caph and Ford said in unison.
“You most certainly have come today,” Caph said as he sat up, hands on his hips.
“Yeah,” Ford said. “I got at least two out of you.”
She still feigned poutiness. “Not that last time. You both came without me.”
Aaron smacked Ford on the ass. “Move it. Both of you go clean up.” He kicked off his shoes, pulled off his shirt, and started working on his trousers. “I’ll take care of her. And I’ve got something she can take care of, too.”
Emi licked her lips in anticipation. When Aaron crawled into bed on top of her, he kissed her, his stiff cock rubbing between her legs. “So they didn’t take care of you, huh?”
She shook her head. “Not that last time. Well, okay, they did make me come, but that last time they came without me.”
“Want me to issue them demerits?”
She loved the wicked, playful gleam in his eyes. “Yeah. And while you’re at it, issue one to the floor, too.”
“It attacked me. Rudely.”
“She’s drunk,” Caph called from the bathroom.
“Am not!” she shot back. “You said I was supernovically soused.”
He stuck his head out of the bathroom. “No, I said you were supernova-shitfaced.”
“Oh. Well, whatever.”
Waves of amusement washed off Aaron. She loved feeling that from him almost as much as she did his love and affection. “So our little doctor is drunk, huh?”