Harper bounced up to Kitrin’s door and rang the old fashioned bell. He couldn’t wait to see her, even though they’d been together that morning he still craved the touch of her naked body. The door swung open and he leaped in and kissed her before she could even say hello. It only took a moment to realise Kitrin wasn’t returning the kiss as passionately as he was.
He drew his head back and said, “What’s wrong babe?” and that’s when he noticed Dylan getting up from the sofa. Without his shirt. Oh crap! Harper’s guts felt full of lead but he was determined not to show it. “Both of us babe? Where did you find the energy?”
Kitrin had this guilty half – grin on her face, “I didn’t plan this you know, I really liked both of you from the start. I couldn’t choose which one I liked best and then you both made passes at me. I guess I was just greedy. I spend most days up to my elbows in grease and environmental by – products, it’s rare for one good looking man to ask me out, let alone two in one day.”
“In one day?” You came into work and just thought ‘I wonder how many sexually frustrated spacefarers I can seduce today?” Harper was starting to get pissed off now that the shock was fading.
“I told you, it wasn’t like that. And even if it had been – so what? It’s not like this was the start of a deep and meaningful reationship: you two will be gone tomorrow. I wanted to have you while I could. Please don’t be cross with me. If it makes you guys feel any better , the last few days have been the most exciting of my life; you two were the best sex ever.” She tried a hopeful smile.
Dylan still stood silently as he had since Harper had appeared but Harper’s scowl slipped a little. “Best sex ever huh? So what now? Do you want me to leave?”
Kitrin had the naughty grin on her face that Harper recognised from the ‘tour’ of his quarters, “No Harper, I don’t want you to leave: I want you both to stay”
Harper gulped and looked over at Dylan; he was still frozen to the spot. “Hey babe, I’m really not into guys. At all.”
“Good!” she said, “I wouldn’t want anything to distract you guys from me.” She walked over to Dylan and stroked his arm, “This is our last night Dylan, and I want to spend it with both of you. Would you do that – for me?” and she slipped the flimsy dress she was wearing off.
Harper groaned at the sight of her body. If this is the only way you’re going to get laid tonight, go for it, the reckless part of his brain was yelling. “Whatever the lady wants” he heard himself saying.
Dylan’s brain had stalled when Harper had come through the door. Seeing him kiss Kitrin hadn’t made him seethe with jealousy. In fact he had quite liked it. The news that she had been jumping out of Harper’s bed to meet him in the orchard was – unsettling. The dream about watching Harper’s hands caress Rommie’s skin was at the front of his mind. He had to face up to the fact that, although he didn’t want to have sex with the young man, the thought of watching him with Kitrin was really turning him on. He was even more excited now that he had been when he’d found her in the pond.
They were both looking at him now. He couldn’t trust his vioce to work so, as an answer he leaned over and kissed Kitrin on the lips.
She smiled, took his hand and reached over for Harper’s. He had a rather wild eyed look but he followed them into the bedroom.
Chapter 8
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