Seducing the Sergeant by Mina Carter Page B

happy to obey. Leaning down to whisper his lips over Ren’s, he groaned as the Vesuvian rolled to pin him. His cock, stiff as a flag post, pressed against Cam’s, only the fabric of his combat pants separating them. Ren didn’t miss the opportunity, pushing his tongue past Cam’s lips to explore and tease, sliding against Cam’s tongue and dominating the kiss in a way that stole the weredog’s breath right out of his chest.
    “Wearing too many clothes, baby. Like always.” Ren’s complaint was whispered against the skin of Cam’s neck as the bigger man broke away to kiss down his throat. Hot kisses and rough nips drove the heat and tension between them higher, until Cam wasn’t sure he could take any more.
    Ren slid his hand between them, agile fingers flicking open the fastenings on Cam’s belt and pants. He sucked his breath in as that hand slid into the opening and wrapped around his dick.
    “What? You want me to go into combat buck naked?” he managed, his voice ragged as Ren started to pump slowly. The big fist worked Cam in a way that scrambled his ability to think straight.
    “No.” The words were murmured along the fine hairs at the side of Cam’s neck, the deep tone felt more than heard. “I want you buck naked as soon as we’re out of it, so I can fuck you senseless.”
    “Oh God, yeah.” Cam parted his legs, gaining leverage to shove his dick up harder into Ren’s grasp. Heat spiraled out from his cock to fill his body. Ren swept a finger over the tip, spreading the bead of precum. The need to come built, until his body felt like it was on fire.
    “Fuck me…do that. Oh God, yeah!”
    Cam squeezed his eyes shut as pleasure exploded through his body, a supernova of ecstasy. He came hard and fast. Wet heat splattered over his stomach, but Ren didn’t stop. Instead he muttered rough, dirty words in Cam’s ear as he continued to pump, as though he were trying to drain Cam dry.
    “Not a god.” Ren dropped a rough kiss on his lips and brought him back from his pleasure-filled trance. “But fuck do I feel like it when I make you come…and see that look on your face.”
    “Yeah? You must feel like the big man himself all the time then.” Cam smiled, not caring that the rest of the squad would know instantly what they’d been up to in the boarding bay as soon as they hit shipside. His stomach was a sticky mess, but that didn’t bother him. As soon as they reached their barracks aboard, they’d head for the shower…and a continuation of their foreplay. Just the thought had Cam shivering with heat and need.
    “Yeah, I do. What god could want more than I have?”
    Ren grinned, a white slash of teeth as he rolled away and stood, totally unconcerned about his nudity. He cast a look over his shoulder while he punched the combination in to lower the doors to the main area. The lust and love in his eyes would have dropped Cam to the deck if he hadn’t already been there, and with a smile he followed his lover.
     
    “Last pair in. Hit the turbo thrusters,” Sergeant Wynter Ferris ordered as she dropped down from the gunner’s bay into the main cockpit. She ignored the ladder set into the wall in favor of a practiced fall and twist. Her booted feet hit the deck plating with a heavy thump. Her prior life as a gunner before she’d gained her stripes meant she’d handled just about every type of heavy weaponry out there. A pair of MX-45 laser cannons was no big deal.
    “Aye, Sarge.” The pilot flipped switches, his attention on the controls in front of him. “Might want to strap in, these engines kick like a bitch.”
    “Gotta love a bit of kick. Makes life interesting,” she quipped, slipping into the co-pilot’s seat to the left of the cockpit. She got one arm looped into the harness before the engines fired and slammed her back into the seat. Used to the high-speed ascent, she closed her eyes and waited it out. Several long seconds later, gravity started to release its clutches. She