Love Shouldn't Hurt

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  As they exited, Snipe was looking around them and then rubbed the back of his neck.

  “What’s up?” Ferrion asked as Lextin said something to Harper about grabbing lunch at the café in town.

  “Just got an odd feeling.”

  Ferrion furrowed his eyebrows. “What do you mean?” he asked and then he looked around them.

  “Like someone was watching us. I don’t know. Maybe it’s this whole being seen in public thing. We never do this, and now with guardianship of Harper, she’ll want times like this to enjoy Cherry Hill.”

  “Yeah, I suppose that’s probably where the feeling is coming from. This isn’t like us and will take getting used to.”

  Broaden stopped Harper by pulling her close and kissing her right there on the walkway where all could see. “Being inconspicuous is not an option around Harper,” Snipe said, and Ferrion made a noise. “Is it just me or does bringing her back to our place and feasting on her for lunch seem like a lot better of a plan?”

  “Change of plans,” Snipe yelled out, and then grabbed Harper’s hand and handed the keys to her car to Broaden.

  “Grab us sandwiches for lunch. We’re having Harper first at home,” he said, and pulled her along with him.

  Lextin whistled and hurried along with Snipe and Harper who laughed and held onto Snipe’s arm, appearing like she liked that idea, too. Ferrion looked at Lextin and Broaden. “Meet you two at the house.”

  “Snipe!” Harper gasped as he pressed her over the edge of the bed and thrust into her pussy from behind. She could hardly catch her breath. He was relentless from the time he got her into the house, upstairs to the bedroom, kissing her, divesting her of her clothing and thrusting fingers into her cunt. She glanced over her shoulder at Lextin and Ferrion who were getting undressed, and then saw Ferrion grab the tube of lube from the drawer just as Snipe pressed her over the bed and thrust into her.

  He was gripping onto her shoulders, grinding his hips into her from behind. Smack.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  “I love this ass. Can’t wait to fuck this ass,” he said, and pulled out of her, then lifted her up and laid her down onto the bed. He spread her thighs and licked along her pussy lips then nipped her inner groin.

  “Snipe.” She screamed out at him half shocked, half giggling at his wildness.

  “I can’t get enough of you. Of this sexy body.”

  “I can’t get enough of you. Faster, harder, Snipe. Make me scream your name.”

  “Fuck, that isn’t fair, honey. That kind of dirty talk sends us over the edge. Bring her on up here. Let’s take her together,” Lextin said as he stroked his cock.

  Snipe pulled out of her and then lifted her up into his arms so she straddled his waist. He was so strong and muscular, and she felt feminine and petite, and light as a feather the way he tossed her around, lifting her, placing her into positions to make love with him and his brothers.

  “Now, man,” Lextin said, and Snipe kissed her hard on the mouth, squeezed her ass, and stroked her asshole with his finger before releasing her to Lextin. She switched their plans up immediately as Lextin reached for her and she lowered her mouth to his, but reached for his cock and stroked it with her hand.

  He moaned into her mouth. Before she released his lips to explore Lextin’s body with her mouth, Snipe slid lube into her asshole. She stopped, moaned, and then slowly lowered her mouth to Lextin’s cock.

  “Someone is being naughty and not taking directions well,” Ferrion told her.

  “Discipline her, Commander. She needs it,” Lextin said.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  She moaned over Lextin’s cock and pushed her ass back against Snipe’s fingers and Ferrion’s palms.

  “What do we have going on in here?” Broaden asked, joining them. He immediately began to undress as Lextin gripped her hair and gave a light tug.

  “Up here now. I’m coming in that sweet, wet pussy, woman,” he said, and then she released his cock only for Snipe to pull his fingers from her asshole and make her moan in protest.

  Lextin gripped her hips, lifted her up, and impaled her onto his cock. She sunk down, exhaled when she felt Snipe’s large, warm palm press against her neck and back directing her to lower. Lextin slid a palm to her cheek and neck and drew her lower to kiss her as he tilted his mouth in greeting to hers. She plunged her tongue into his mouth, and they battled for control of the kiss. Lextin thrust his cock upward into her channel, and then she felt the bulbous head of Snipe’s cock at her back entrance while he used his other hand to grip her hip. She moaned and then Snipe nudged his cock into her asshole. She felt the “plop” sensation and pulled from Lextin’s mouth as he thrust upward.

  “Fuck,” Snipe hollered, and that was it. The two men began a series of long, fast thrusts into her body. “I love this. I love how it feels to possess you, to make love to you, to thrust my cock in every hole, and know that no other men but my brothers and I have done so,” Snipe said, and leaned forward to suckle against her neck.

  “It’s hot and wild. Makes me feel possessive knowing that you’ve only been with us, Harper,” Lextin told her, and he gripped her hips and thrust upward and came.

  “Fuck, too soon. I can’t last with you, baby. That pussy is lethal.”

  “Damn it, Lextin,” Snipe cursed, and she felt her cheeks blush from Lextin’s words, from both of their words of possession.

  “We’re next,” Ferrion said, and Snipe eased his cock from her ass, giving it several slaps as he did so. She gasped and complained, only for Broaden to cup her cheeks and kiss her mouth. She was kneeling in front of Broaden as Lextin eased out of the way. Broaden pulled her closer, kissed her tenderly, and then lay down on the bed. She ran her palms along his thick, bare thighs and right to his cock. She stroked it with her hand and he moaned into her mouth. She felt the fingers of lube press into her ass and Ferrion lowered against her back.

  “Ease his cock into you now, woman. We need you, too,” Ferrion ordered, and it was an order. His commands, and sometimes barks, were a lot to digest, but for some reason during sex they made her wetter, wilder, and she almost felt the need to defy him.

  “In a minute,” she said, and pushed her ass back against his fingers that slid in and out of her ass, and she took a taste of Broaden’s cock.

  Smack. The smack to her ass was hard and made her gasp and look over her shoulder. The fierce expression, and dark blue eyes warned her that Ferrion meant business. “I won’t ask a second time,” he said, and she nibbled her bottom lip.

  “Don’t do it, he’ll torture you,” Lextin warned and she wondered what he could possibly do.

  Well, she got her answer as he gave a nod to Broaden and Lextin. Broaden raised her arms above her head. She was on her belly now, and then Lextin and Snipe each held one of her ankles and began to spread her wider. She was panting already as they slid her body lower so her ass and cunt were off the bed, her feet on the floor, but held by Lextin and Snipe. She couldn’t see Ferrion. Her face was against the comforter and her arms pressed down firmly, her legs restrained, and then she felt the light swipe of a finger against her skin, and then the pinch to her nipple. She gasped and felt her pussy spasm. “Ferrion.”

  “Take your punishment and torture for disobeying,” he said.

  Smack.

  A sting to her ass cheek and then he used his hands to spread her ass cheeks wider. They didn’t say a word and she felt the small caresses to her skin, then the pinches or tugs to her nipples, even her clit. She wiggled and moaned, was panting with need and desire. “Ferrion,” she demanded, and then fingers of lube slid into her asshole. In and out, she felt the slight burning but the hunger, the need to feel more cock overpowered everything else. Another finger slid into her cunt, but then came the tug and the pinch to her nipples. “Ferrion please, I need you,” she said on a moan.

  “You need discipline,” he said.

  Smack.

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  “No, I need you,” she said to him, and then felt him use his palm to slide from her neck to her spine, and then to her ass and hip, right before he replaced fingers with cock and pushed right into her asshole from behind. She moaned and thrust back, which earned her another spank.

  Smack.

  “Easy or I could hurt you.”

  “Never. Never would happen. Take me, move faster, deeper, harder, I need,” she begged.

  “Holy shit,” Lextin said.

  Ferrion thrust into her ass faster and faster. “I’m next. I’m going to give it to you good, baby. You’ll never yearn for any other cocks but ours. Never,” Broaden said, as Ferrion was relentless in his strokes until he came in her ass. He shook and then spanked her a couple of times before he pulled out. Before she could adjust her position, Broaden took Ferrion’s place, then aligned his cock with her asshole and shoved right into her. He growled low, keeping still a moment, and she moaned along with him.

  “Heaven. Every part of you is heaven. Hang on, honey,” was the only warning from Broaden as he thrust repeatedly into her asshole from behind until he found his release and then lowered over her. She felt exhausted and spent as they washed her up and then lifted her up into Ferrion’s’ arms and brought her to the top of the bed.

  “Rest, we’ve got all day and all night. We’ve only just begun to love you,” he whispered, then kissed her forehead as she closed her eyes and rested against his chest.

  “Are you kidding me?” Lextin asked Ferrion.

  “Unfortunately, I’m not. The boss says Watson Everest is dead, and that they took his sister, Isla.”

  “Holy fuck. She’s like twenty-two years old. What the fuck does Skoens want with her?” Snipe asked.

  “He used her to get Everest to give up some information on the mission in Budapest. That’s what the commanders are getting from intel,” Ferrion told them.

  “No way. There’s no way Everest would give up government information like that. We have a dozen operatives there,” Broaden added.

  “They’re dead. Skoens took them all out,” Ferrion told them, and they were all angry.

  “We need to kill that fuck and his brother Hyzein. They should have died when we killed the other men in his family as they were torturing those women and soldiers,” Lextin said.

  “That would have been the smart thing to do, but those weren’t our orders, and Skoens wasn’t close enough to the vicinity to eliminate. We did what we were supposed to do, and you two were held hostage and beaten up pretty badly before we found you. They could have killed both of you,” Ferrion said to Lextin and Snipe.

  “But they didn’t. We ended the operation and destroyed it and over twenty of those asshole soldiers of Skoens.”

  “Well now he wants revenge obviously, and he went after Everest who was working with us. He knows who we are, and he will be ready when we come for him,” Ferrion said to Snipe.

  “We’re going to have to leave soon, aren’t we? The calls, the texts this week are from the commanders? What’s the plan? How much time do we have left to spend with Harper?” Lextin asked.

  “The last call just now put us on alert and standby. Could be hours or days, not certain.”

  “We need to talk to Harper,” Broaden said, and then glanced at his watch.

  “She’s working tonight until closing,” Snipe said, and Ferrion looked at his brothers, his team. They looked upset and the atmosphere changed immediately.

  “Listen, we’re soldiers, mercenaries, and we go when we are ordered to go, and when the money is too great to give up. We’ve been at this for years now, have been building up the team in preparation for the future. Taking on guardianship of Harper doesn’t change that. She knows that this is our profession and when we have orders we disappear. The first time will be the toughest because of the commitment we’ve made to her, the bond that is there with her, but with time, with every departure it will get a little easier until we make the decision to retire.”

  “Retire?” Lextin asked, shocked.

  “You know as well as I do that we aren’t getting any younger. Interviewing soldiers, building up the team of operatives has been an ongoing thing for the last year. It’s the type of work for the younger men, gung ho with no interest in commitments. We can slowly transition to more behind the scenes positions that can keep us closer to home and also less likely to die. Taking on guardianship of a woman, of Harper, a woman a lot younger than us, means she’ll want things. Want a family, husbands that will be there to share in the responsibilities and the joys of home and those children. We’ll know when the time is right. The best thing to do now is to help Harper with this initial departure,” Ferrion told them, but then he looked at the computer screen and saw the e-mail. He clicked onto it as his brothers remained silent and looked downright sad to be leaving their woman.

  He read the e-mail. Saw the pictures. Casper James was killed. His throat slit, after being tortured for hours. He swallowed hard. Casper was one of the members of the larger team. He had helped to train Ferrion and Broaden. Anger pooled in his belly.

  “What is it?” Broaden asked, and then came around to look at the screen.

  “What the fuck? That’s Casper,” Broaden said, and rubbed his jaw.

  “He’s dead. Someone killed him, but not before they tortured him for information.”

  “Information on fucking what?” Snipe asked, looking at the screen along with Lextin as Broaden paced.

  “On the entire team and operation. Pack your bags and be ready to leave right after we see Harper.”

  Harper had a bad feeling in her gut the moment she saw the Dortry men talking to the sheriff and his brothers. They looked so serious, and when Kane glanced her way then Fox, Chase, and Culter, too, she just knew bad news was coming.

  “Hey, are you okay?” Athena asked her as she sat next to Harper by the bar. York was there, too.

  “Uhm, yeah,” she said, barely giving any enthusiasm in her tone.

  “Hello, you aren’t okay. What’s going on? Is something happening with the guys and you?” York asked.

  “Everything is fine with her and the Dortry men. Kane and his brothers are thrilled about them being your guardians. He said there have been men inquiring for a while now. I think he even teased Ferrion about it,” Athena told her.

  “I’ve been asked over the years but denied everyone. Something is brewing right now, I can tell.” She placed her hand over her belly. “I’m in a panic. What if they’re leaving for a mission?”

  “You’ve handled it before. Hell, for the past two years them coming and going,” York said to her.

  “This feels different though.”

  “Because of them claiming guardianship of you, that’s why. It is different,” Athena said to her.

  “Sure is, you’re their woman, officially, their responsibility. If they’re leaving for a mission, then they’re probably making sure that Kane knows and keeps eyes on you for security and safety. It will give them peace of mind,” York told her.

  “It’s going to be harder this time. I can feel it. I don’t want to cry or panic, or make them worry about me. Their minds need to be on their mission if that’s what’s happening right now. I know this. My mom would be strong for my dad and my brothers.”

  “Then you be strong, too. Tell them you love them and that you’ll be waiting for their return,” York said to Harper.

  “In bed, naked,” Athena said, and winked. The three women chuckled.