Red Hot Steamy Romance Boxed Set: A Steamy Military Romance Series Collection

by Penelope Wylde

  Reece nibbled along the seam of her shoulder and neck while Caden took up the space between her legs.

  His broad shoulders parted her thighs, and for the first time she realized she was completely bare and exposed to her bosses.

  She reclined on her elbows and moved to press her thighs closed.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful. Don’t try to hide, sweetheart. Let me see your sweet body. Please don’t deny me a taste when I’m so close to heaven.” Caden ran his nose along her inner thigh, pausing just before reaching her pussy, and locked his gaze with hers. Her heart lurched into her throat and her chest restricted with…with what? She didn’t know. Fear. Excitement. The need to come. All the above. The sight of him finally where she’d fantasized about having him for so long made her dizzy and drunk. And a little shy.

  Abigail held Caden’s warm gaze a second longer. The soft lines of his lips moved into a subtle smile and all her reservations, everything holding her heart at bay, melted away.

  Right then she had a sneaky suspicion karma, fate, or whatever higher power out there definitely played a role in bringing her to them.

  Unable to hold back any longer, she nodded consent at his silent request, earning her a sexy wink.

  She reclined into Reece’s awaiting arms and mouth. From his position behind her, he captured her lips in a sizzling kiss that blazed a path straight to the swollen knot of her clit.

  Caden dragged his warm tongue between her slick pussy lips and sucked her bud, while his long fingers held her soft lips opened so he could lave at her core.

  Shock waves of exquisite heat lashed her insides, gathering power over her body.

  Her eyes dipped closed.

  “Watch him,” Reece commanded with a silky tone to his voice. “Look at how much he enjoys your taste on his tongue.” Reece’s words painted a beautiful picture, but looking at Caden’s expression was priceless. With his eyes closed, he licked and kissed the most intimate part of her body with such reverence. He splayed his fingers along her outer thighs and ass, angling her where he wanted her.

  “Caden.” She sucked air through clenched teeth. His tongue burned a path between her folds until he reached her clit.

  Once.

  Twice.

  On the third pass she cried out. She couldn’t take another stroke against her swollen, sensitive clit.

  “Too much…too fast.” She tensed.

  Reece rolled her nipples between his fingers. He trailed his fingers across her midriff, then lower to stroke the jewel in her bellybutton.

  Pressure built in her core. Her back bowed. She shuddered, unable to hold back any longer.

  A low, rumbling chuckle, dark with heated desire came from Reece. “Oh, darling, there’s no one here that can save you from his sweet torture.”

  Her eyes glazed over and she surrendered to the pure addiction filling her veins. After this, there was no way she would get enough of their passion for making her feel so alive. Their touch. Their kisses and affection were her drug. All lethal to her body. And everything she craved. She relinquished control wholly and completely.

  Caden moaned his agreement to Reece’s words against her entrance. The vibrations added to the overload of sensations rocketing her closer to the edge. Ragged breaths tore from her chest.

  With his forefinger and thumb, Reece pinched one nipple and gathered the other between his lips. She dug her heels into the mattress when his day-old stubble grazed her sensitive breast. She thrashed from side to side, burying one hand in Reece’s hair, the other in Caden’s.

  “You’re pure ambrosia on my tongue.” Caden pressed closer, placing tender kisses along her bare folds. “I like you waxed, sweetheart. All the more of you I get to eat.” He ran a finger down her seam, stopping at her heated entrance. He teased her, rimming the outside, working his way in with a single finger. Her heart kicked up and she tightened her grip on their hair.

  It drove her men to respond in kind.

  Reece drew her nipple deeper into the confines of his mouth as Caden sank first one finger, then another, stretching her tight opening. Deep masculine groans washed over her.

  “I want you. Both of you. Now. Please don’t make me wait.”

  “Not yet, sweetheart. There’s no time, but soon. Let me pleasure you like this for now.”

  Caden wrapped his lips around her clit and pulled.

  It was her undoing.

  She fell into the waiting arms of her two men. Pulse after pulse of pure ecstasy consumed her mind and body. A force so strong there was no containing its power.

  “That’s it, baby. Let go for us,” Reece murmured close to her ear and she fell softly back to earth, overwhelmed from the overload of sensations bombarding her. Never in her wildest—okay, maybe in her wildest dreams—did she see herself with two men.

  Her body hummed in the afterglow of their ministrations. Caden and his expert tongue could feast on her anytime. And Reece? That man knew his way around a woman’s breasts.

  The worries of the day washed away on the tail of pure calm. A blanket of calm wrapped around her and she worked harder to contain her emotions.

  Caden crawled up the length of her outstretched body to join them at the top of the bed. He trailed kisses along her thigh, up her stomach and a single kiss for each of her nipples and finally ended with one on her lips. She could taste her juices. It was erotic and nothing she would have done before Reece and Caden.

  Her nerves settled into a rhythmic hum of satisfaction. They made her feel something she’d never felt before—safe and cherished. Reece with his gentle kisses and Caden’s sweet administrations, with them this near there was nothing that could touch her.

  She cupped first Reece’s face then Caden’s. “Your fingers, your touch, your lips… everything you do to me makes my heart start and stop until I don’t know anything but your touches.”

  “You have the voice of an angel.” Reece drew her into his embrace and planted his lips on hers. He stroked his tongue along the seam and she willingly opened. He pushed forward, devouring her with each slow pass of his tongue.

  “And you taste like one too.” He pulled back with a wicked glint in his eyes.

  “Agreed.” Caden pushed up off the bed. “We’ll be landing soon, but don’t think for a second that this is the end.” He gave her a wink then strode across the small room and scooped up their clothing. “As much as we’d like to keep you naked, I’d kill anyone else that laid eyes on your beautiful body.”

  Reece stood and offered her a hand. He helped her up and she started the ritual of redressing, amazed at their versatile talents.

  Because of their wicked Recon training she’d managed to escape a burning house, outrun trigger-happy bastardos and all without her getting a single scratch. To top off the evening, Reece and Caden had thoroughly seduced her until every fiber in her body relaxed under their attention.

  A muffled blast of a cellphone ringing filled the small room, cutting into their comfortable silence.

  Reece slipped his hand into his pocket and answered his ringtone. “Sterling.”

  A deep voice carried over the speakerphone. One she recognized from earlier. Dane, if she recalled. Her mind was still hazy from the day’s events and no way she had it all together after that mind-blowing release.

  “Hey man, just got off the phone with the sheriff. Said he called you already.”

  “Right. Got anything else?”

  “It’s not good, man. This shit is fucked up. Royally.”

  “What do you have?”

  “Bullet casings.”

  “Fingerprints?”

  “Negative. The casings found at Abigail’s had markings on them. Markings I’ve run across in only one place. South of the border about six months ago. This shit just got a lot deeper.”

  “How deep are we talking?”

  “Mexican fucking cartel deep. How the hell did your woman get caught up in this shit?”

  She processed the information but faltered at ho
w Dane referred to her as theirs. Reality settled over her. If she did this, for however long it lasted, her relationship with two men would be known. By all accounts, that should worry her, but she couldn’t summon the nervous feeling from earlier.

  Tension knotted in her stomach as she watched Reece’s expression fade into his normal cool and calm, no hint of any emotion to speak of. Was it her imagination or was he pulling away from her and so quickly after their time together, or was it just how he operated?

  She dipped her head to hide the hurt and focused on the new information.

  She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and bit the inside of her lip. Dane’s words stunned the hell out of her. She needed to focus on that. She hadn’t been to her native country since childhood. And there was no way she’d run in that kind of circle on either side of the border.

  The grim lines from earlier returned and marred both men’s expressions. Full-fledged warriors flanked her now and they were pissed. Thank God that anger wasn’t aimed at her.

  Caden crossed his arms, his head lowered as he took in the new information.

  “Anything on the partial plate I caught?” she asked, her eyes trained on the phone.

  Dane didn’t miss a beat. “No, ma’am. Not yet anyway. It might be a longshot since the van and the tags were probably stolen.”

  She nodded even though she knew he couldn’t see her. “Gracias, Dane.”

  “You’re welcome, Abigail. Reece, Caden, I’ll keep my ear to the ground. I have a couple of contacts in Mexico I can call.”

  “Appreciate the help, man. See you on the flip side.”

  “You got it.”

  Reece ended the call, and both men turned, nailing her with quizzical looks. Geez. It was amazing how in sync they were, if not a little scary. She’d seen it before, one completing the other’s thoughts or performing the same motion, but to be on the receiving end was a whole other thing.

  Caden took the lead and voiced the last question she never thought would be tied to a girl like her. “Abigail, sweetheart, mind telling us how you managed to piss off a Mexican drug lord?”

  Chapter Eight

  Abigail dug her toes into the cool sand, her gaze leveled on the calm waters of Puerto Vallarta. They had landed a little over an hour ago in the quaint Mexican beach town, but she could be in Alaska right now for all it mattered. After the men cleared the perimeter, she’d made a beeline for the water and hadn’t moved since.

  She mentally recapped the last hour. For the entire ride from the airport to their safe house, Reece and Caden had peppered her with questions she had no answers for.

  Do you have any family members that might have joined with the Mexican drug cartels?

  Do you have any friends that could link you to any organizations beyond the border or possibly in the States?

  The answer was the same for all of them. No. Contrary to what everyone thought about Latin families not everyone had a big posse of relatives. Abigail shook her head, trying to make sense of it all.

  Frustration bit at her resolve and her chin quivered. She ran through the questions again, searching for any connection that tied her to the craziness of the past twenty-four hours of her life.

  She fisted her fingers in her hair and sank her head to her knees, the beginnings of a headache working the fringes of her mind.

  She inhaled a lungful of salty sea air and her shoulders relaxed slightly. She raised her head and rested her chin on her folded arms. Dawn breached the horizon and the sky brightened with indigo and fuchsia. She loved watching sunrises on any other day, but today she only feared what the new day would bring to her doorstep.

  Still wearing her borrowed sweatpants and T-shirt, Abigail pulled the elastic cuffs of her pants over her calves and let the fresh air cool her skin.

  Over the years, she’d taken several self-defense lessons, but how could she defend herself against something like a freaking Mexican drug cartel? Trepidation slinked a slimy path across her mind. The simple fact was she couldn’t.

  Reece and Caden were the only people she knew that could deal with the extraordinary circumstances. Looking back, she was so foolish to think she could have stayed at home without their protection.

  With bullets zipping by her head and a fire straight from hell turning her house into an ash grave, between both men she never doubted her safety. Ghost sensations of their distraction methods tickled a trail of anticipation along her spine. Caden had promised that their little demonstration on board their private jet was only the beginning.

  She scooped a handful of sand and let the tiny grains flit through her fingers and be carried away on the wind. If only she could get time to stand still right here and right now. Locked away with two bosses who obviously expressed more than a professional interest in her would be the easiest solution to all her problems. Abigail laughed at herself. The release felt so good she rocked back and let out a heartfelt laugh that reached deep down into her belly. She’d almost slept with not one but two drop-dead gorgeous men after getting death threats, being shot at and losing everything she owned in this world.

  She could still laugh, but it quickly fell away. Something was up with Reece. The way he pulled back into himself so quickly worried her and if she asked him, he would only give her a cagey look. She’d be better off asking a rock for answers. Or Caden. Maybe he’d give her a little insight as to what bothered his best friend.

  Abigail rose and dusted off the damp sand clinging to her sweats. Determination elbowed out the self-doubt and fear, and she straightened her shoulders. She hadn’t gotten this far in life only to let some damn criminal intimidate her and push her out of her home. She quickly amended the thought. She had every right to be petrified of the Uzi-toting bad guys, but she had help and she intended to take full advantage of that fact. In more ways than one.

  A small smile played at the corners of her mouth. If nothing else, today reminded her that tomorrow was never promised. Faint memories of her father’s warm laugh and vanilla-scented pipe tobacco danced across her mind.

  Sí, everything could change in a blink of an eye. If she waited, who knew where they would be tomorrow or even an hour from now.

  Abigail turned on her heel and crossed the small distance between the beach and the back patio of the villa Reece and Caden had secured for them. Speaking of, both older men sat facing her, their sunglasses masking their eyes from her.

  “I’d like to take a shower, if that’s all right?”

  “Make yourself at home, darling. The bedroom is on the top floor to the left. Use the one in the master suite.”

  “You’ll find a T-shirt and another pair of sweats in the drawers to change into. Sorry, there’s not anything else, but we’ll remedy that today.”

  “Don’t worry. Clothing is the least of my problems.” She added a seductive inflection to her accent and raked her gaze over Reece’s body for good measure. No way she’d let him shut her out. Not if she could help it. Damn those glasses, she’d kill to see into his eyes right now.

  Abigail walked over to where Caden sat and trailed her fingers along the defined muscles of his arm, across his broad shoulders and down the other arm. She leaned in and brushed her lips against his in a feathery kiss.

  Without breaking a step, she moved to where Reece sat opposite Caden and settled in his lap. She slipped her arms around his neck and dipped her head to claim her taste of him.

  Abigail pulled back and peeled back his glasses to hold his gaze. Her lips hovered a whisper away from his, teasing him closer.

  She trailed a finger along his stubbled jaw then stood, never breaking eye contact as she continued on her way up the stairs opposite the back doors that opened to the patio. With her foot braced on the bottom stair, she blew them each a single kiss. Even from this distance she could feel their heat radiate out and it wasn’t from the tropical sun that now poured down on her men.

  Her heart quivered and she inhaled deeply to calm her nerves.

  Sex kitten di
dn’t define her abilities, so she thought. From the looks they gave, she may have to change that detail about herself.

  She tore her gaze from theirs and forced herself to move. But their game of seduction was far from over. It was up to them now to follow her.

  ∞∞∞

  CADEN GRUNTED and shifted his weight from one side to the other. He hissed from the pressure of his jeans against his dick. The damn thing was like granite thanks to Abigail. Those amber eyes and the way she moved that tight little ass in Reece’s sweats. Damn, he wanted to sink himself into her tight, sweet pussy and get lost forever.

  He leaned his elbows on the round glass table positioned on the back patio and braced himself for impact.

  “What the fuck are we doing, man? You can’t treat this like this is a forever thing. She could walk away any minute and where would that leave you or me? Holding our dicks. Fun is good, but I can see in your eyes you want more. Hell, we both do, I won’t argue, but you’re too invested and too fast.”

  And there it was. A war raged in Reece’s eyes and it looked like he was on the losing end. Abigail had gotten to him and Caden knew that had to throw the man off-kilter too.

  Caden turned his gaze toward him.

  “You’re trying to guard against something you don’t know. Judging her off someone else’s’ actions. And why can’t I dream of a forever? She’s the one, man. I know it.” He couldn’t help it. A smile stretched Caden’s lips despite his best efforts to bank the drive to seek out Abigail and her sweet kisses again.

  “I can still taste her on my tongue and all I can think of is getting back between her legs for another drink. My dick is damn near busting out of my zipper I’m so hard and don’t try to lie about how she affects you.” Caden raked a hand through his hair and leveled his attention on the man that sat across from him. Frown lines creased the space between his eyebrows, which was the first signal to a coming argument.

  Ten years together in the CORP allowed a few insights and reading the man’s telltale signs were one of them.