Raines, Elizabeth - Wanted [Wicked Missions 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elizabeth Raines Page A

tarmac just outside the Dracorian ship. She was wearing a loose T-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. They might as well have been made of spun gold because she looked beautiful in them. As they ran to her, she held her arms wide, her face lit by a smile that made his heart skip a beat before it started slamming in his chest. He had to keep reminding himself she was safe, that she wasn’t lost to them. By the time he gathered her into his arms, he was laughing aloud.
    Spencer lifted her off her feet, swinging her in a circle that almost made her kick Hammond as her legs flew out behind her. As he set her back down, the men cocooned her between their taller bodies, squeezing her tight as their eyes locked over her head. The happiness he saw in Hammond’s eyes was vivid enough for Spencer to feel as if his partner had reached out to caress him.
    “God, Callie,” Spencer said, holding her against him and vowing to never let go, “I was so scared we’d lost you.” He placed his palms against her cheeks and brushed his lips over hers. “Did you miss us?”
    Tears filled her eyes, and she swallowed hard as she nodded.
    Hammond brushed her long braid over her shoulder to let rest on her breasts, and then he pressed his lips against the back of her neck before murmuring, “We missed you, wildcat. You okay?”
    She nodded again before she reached up to frame Spencer’s face in her slender hands. Her soft lips covered his again before she pulled away. Then she looked over her shoulder at Hammond and smiled. He leaned in to kiss her, and she practically purred in response.
    Callie finally turned back to Spencer. “Can we go to the Ecstasy now? I…I need you two. Please.”
    Her honesty pleased him so much, he didn’t even bother to answer, simply lifted her into his arms and started marching toward their ship. Izzie must have just been coming down the ramp, because her chuckle echoed behind them. “How about I see you all for supper later tonight?” she called. “Maybe in two hours?”
    “Whatever,” Hammond replied. Although Spencer had Callie cradled in his arms, Hammond couldn’t seem to keep his hands off her—stroking her arm, touching her braid, placing a palm on her shoulder.
    “I’ll take that as a yes,” Izzie shouted, her voice full of laughter, as Spencer hurried up the ramp into the Ecstasy with his precious cargo.
    He didn’t even break stride to close the hatch since he heard Hammond entering the code. By the time he got to the bed, all he could think about was getting skin to skin with the woman he loved. While she’d yet to tell the men she loved them in return, that love was in her every caress, her every glance. The whole way to the ship, she’d brushed soft kisses over his face and neck while she threw inviting smiles over his shoulder at Hammond or put her hand over his where he’d reached out to touch her. No, she hadn’t given them the words. Yet . But she would. Spencer vowed that Callie wasn’t leaving that bed until she’d told him and Hammond what was in her heart.
    She reached for the waistband of his pants as he tried to drag her shirt up her body. All they ended up doing was getting in each other’s way. With exchanged smiles, all three saw to undressing themselves. Hammond won the race, so while Spencer finished tugging off his pants, Hammond turned Callie to face him and pulled her into a hot kiss that made Spencer’s hard cock twitch. He quickly joined them by wrapping his arms around Callie’s waist and pulling her back against his chest. Her soft ass rubbed against his erection, making him groan. “Fuck, I want you, baby.”
    Wiggling her bottom against him, she reached around to palm his ass and pull him closer. “I want you too.” She smiled up at Hammond. “Both of you.” When Hammond reached for her, she sidestepped them both. “But I promised you both a surprise. Right?”
    Since the blood sure wasn’t anywhere near his brain, it took Spencer a moment to