When Basile released her lips, she looked to Spadaro. He stood a few steps away and felt it when his eyes roamed over her. He stared at her and appeared intimidating and determined, and she didn’t know what made her do it, but she hurried to him, jumped up into his arms, and he caught her, lifted her up, and kissed her. A moment later, things changed completely, and her idea of taking time to talk to them, letting them know her story to see if they still accepted her, went out the window. This attraction between them was not orderly, and it didn’t come with instructions or rules, actions, an order of procedures to follow. Their needs came with desires and the power of what they all felt over ran any and all thought process.
“Accept us. Don’t think, don’t analyze or fear or worry—let go and be free. Let us make you our woman and you make us your men,” Spadaro told her, and then he lifted her tank top up and tossed it.
She reached for his shirt and pushed it up, drooling at all those tattoos and muscles. He helped her and pulled it off the rest of the way, and then they divested one another of their clothing, and he kissed her, picked her up onto the bed, and lay between her legs, his thick, hard cock pushing against her pussy lips.
“Do we need protection?” he asked, and she shook her head.
“You accept us?”
“I want to.”
“Do. You. Accept. Us?” he asked firmly as he cupped her breast and slid his thumb along her nipple, and that look in his eyes did her in.
She turned away only to lock onto Tat, naked and stroking his cock, appearing just as lethal and filled with muscles. Then to Vacarro, covered with tattoos on one side of his shoulder and arm, and looking carnal. A glance to Basile, and he climbed up onto the bed, naked, with his thick, long cock in his hand, he held her gaze.
“He has no power here. The attraction, the desire, and connection between the five of us is more powerful and capable than him. Accept us,” Spadaro said.
“Yes, I do, but—” She felt the tears flow, and her chest began to heave up and down.
“But what?”
“He…he hurt me so many times. I felt pain, Spadaro. I don’t…I can’t handle pain,” she said, despite her body shaking.
Spadaro lowered his mouth to her lips and kissed her tenderly across her lips, her cheeks, and chin as he spoke to her. “We will never cause you pain. Making love should be beautiful, pure, and bring us together and closer than anything. Can you trust us to show you what real love is? Trust us to know how to make you feel good, feel special, and feel protected by the four of us?”
She nodded her head, and Spadaro winked as he trailed his mouth gently across her lips, down her neck over her breast. She closed her eyes and tried to relax and let go of her fears. The touch of his tongue and the feel of his large body pressed over hers, thick, hard, overpowering aroused her instead of scaring her.
“Arms up above your head. Let us know you want us. No holding back, baby. Not for you, nor for us. We’ve never felt like this about a woman before. Not ever,” Basile said, and he lay on his side and stroked his palm along her other breast after she raised her arms up and he cupped her cheek.
She felt Spadaro suck onto her nipple and tug on it.
“Oh,” she moaned just as Basile kissed her mouth, muffled her moans, and plunged his tongue into her mouth.
Spadaro’s lips and tongue left her nipple and trailed down her belly. She felt his teeth scrape her abs and then her over her mound. He used his palms to spread her thighs wider, and a moment later, his tongue plunged into her cunt.
She moaned into Basile’s mouth as Basile cupped her breast, kissed her fully, and then another mouth landed on her other nipple. Vacarro.
Basile moved his lips from her mouth and lowered them down to her breast.
“You’re exceptional, Talia. Incredible in every way, and we’re so lucky to have you as our woman,” Tat told her.
She was panting for breath, feeling so much she could hardly focus, but there he was standing there, watching over them as they feasted on her body. She was fine. She felt fine, and then Spadaro’s fingers pulled from her cunt, and his tongue lashed out against her clit and then slid down over her asshole.
“Oh Spadaro!” she cried out and came.
“I need you. Now. Now, baby,” Spadaro said.
“Oh please. Yes, Please,” she begged as Basile and Vacarro tugged on her nipples, held her arms above her head, their palms over her palms, connecting them with her.
Spadaro lifted up, and he began to press his thick, hard cock to her pussy. She widened her eyes, and she almost lost the will, the determination, to let him make love to her.
“Let down those walls, and let us love you,” Tat commanded, and Spadaro nudged his cock into her pussy. Inch by inch he went deeper and deeper until he was fully inside of her. Basile and Vacarro kissed her arms and then her cheeks and her breasts as they eased away, and she cried out, grabbed onto Spadaro, and hugged him as he held his cock deep in her cunt.
She squeezed him tight and held onto his muscular neck and inhaled deeply against his skin. Her heart hammered inside of her chest. The tears flowed, and the floodgates opened. She was free. She let him in. She loved Spadaro.
“Are you okay, baby?” he asked her, sounding out of breath. That deep, rugged tone of his voice made her insides vibrate.
“Yes, Spadaro. Yes,” she said, and he lifted up, and she eased back, cupped his cheeks as he adjusted his position and began to rock into her.
He held her gaze, and his dark brown eyes moved along her face, then to her eyes and remained glued to them as he pulled out and then thrust back into her. Her lips parted.
“You feel incredible, Talia. Like nothing I have ever felt before. You’re mine now, baby. Mine, and even more importantly, I’m yours,” he said and then pressed over her.
As the realization of his words sank in, he rolled to the right, taking her with him, and now she straddled his waist as he shifted lower on the bed. He spread his thighs wider and gripped her hips.
“Take from me what you need. Tonight is about you. About healing. Ride me, while my brothers join us,” he said, and she felt the tears slowly roll down her cheeks, and she glanced up and took in the sight of him.
She ran her palm along his pectoral muscles, and his cock twitched within her cunt.
His eyed narrowed, and his lips pursed.
“Move, baby, please, you’re killing me,” he begged for her.
She was in control. He was allowing her this opportunity to see that this was an equal relationship. That it would be different from what she experienced, and he didn’t even know how terrible life had been for her.
She moved her palms down his arms and to his hips and began to lift up and then thrust back down. She worked his cock deeper and deeper, and then moved up to her knees and then thrust back down.
His lips parted, his eyes looked at her body, at her breasts while one palm cupped one breast and the other palm rubbed along her tattoo.
When the second set of hands landed on her shoulders and a cock pressed against her spine, she closed her eyes, leaned back, and began to rock between Spadaro and Tat.
Tat kissed her shoulder and ran his palms along her arms and then down her hips.
“You are a sight men fantasize about, and you only belong to us. No other men ever again, sweet Talia. Never again.”
“Never,” she moaned and thrust a little faster on top of Spadaro.
Tat slid his palm over her back and pressed her down closer to Spadaro’s chest. She kissed Spadaro’s lips and then lifted up when she felt the tongue glide down her spine to her asshole.
“Oh please, Tat. That feels so good,” she said, and he licked over her asshole again.
“Very soon we’ll fill you with our cocks, make you completely ours. You’ll be part of our team, our family, our center that binds us,” Tat said to her and suckled against her neck and then slid a finger into her asshole.
“Oh,” she cried out and came.
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bsp; “Fuck, I’m there, Tat,” Spadaro said and gripped her hips and began to thrust up into her cunt. She couldn’t even focus on how to move but found herself thrusting downward and then pushing back against Tat’s fingers.
His hand on her shoulder for leverage, he countered her thrusts.
In and out, she felt so wild and so needy.
“More. I need more,” she exclaimed.
“Fuck,” Spadaro roared and came inside of her. She lowered down to kiss him as Tat pulled his finger from her ass.
“I need her now,” Tat said.
“She’s addicting, and the night just got started,” Spadaro said and kissed her. Tat wrapped his arm around her waist as she lifted up, and then she was on all fours on the bed.
“My beautiful, sexy seductress. Tonight, it becomes official,” Tat said and slid his cock into her pussy from behind.
She gripped the comforter and then moaned as she felt Vacarro sliding underneath her. Tat lifted her up, his cock imbedded in her cunt from behind.
“Together. Let’s take her together,” Vacarro said.
Tat suckled against her neck.
“Ever have a ménage?” he asked her.
“No.”
“Ever have a cock in every hole?” Vacarro asked her and then nipped her nipple.
“Oh. Oh no, Vacarro. Never,” she said.
“How about in your ass?” Basile asked, sliding his palm over her ass and stroking the crack.
“No,” she said.
“Holy shit,” Vacarro said.
“We’ll get her ready. She needs to be very wet,” Tat said and then began to thrust into her from behind. He rocked and stroked into her faster and faster, and she thought he might come when he nipped her shoulder as Vacarro rubbed his cock and licked her breast. Tat pulled out.
“Fill her up, Vacarro. Make her ours,” he said to him, and Vacarro lifted her by her hips, and she slid down over his thick, hard shaft. His chest all filled with muscles, tan, sexy and a wide black tattoo on his upper arm and shoulder moved as he flexed his muscles.
She reached up and ran her fingers through his dark wavy hair, and his brown eyes held hers, his lips parted.
“You’re super fucking tight. I bet that ass is even tighter,” he said, and she felt her core tighten, and she cried out as she came.
* * * *
Tat was overwhelmed with emotions and the need to possess Talia.
He was aroused and needy, and he lowered down and began to lick her asshole and then slide a finger in and out. She moaned and rocked down onto Vacarro’s cock faster. Tat slid his palms along her thighs back and forth, and he sucked her neck, while Vacarro cupped her breasts, tugged on her nipples, and thrust upward.
“You look incredible, Talia. Goddamn, I can’t wait to be inside of you and to claim you next,” Basile said, and he reached over, stroked her jaw, and then lowered down to kiss her.
She slid forward, and Basile gripped his cock.
“I want to taste you,” she said to him.
“Aw, baby, I would love that, too, but I don’t want you scared or pulling away,” he said to her.
She shook her head and moaned. “I want this to be perfect. I feel so good, so protected by all of you. I want to try. I want to get past the pain,” she said to him, and she reached for his cock as Tat slid his fingers a little faster into her ass.
She was so wet, her pussy was lubricating Vacarro’s cock, Tat could hear it.
“Oh, baby, yes, yes, Talia,” Basile said and caressed her hair from her cheek as Talia slid her mouth along the side of Basile’s cock.
“Fuck, that is hot,” Spadaro said, standing there watching. He looked at Tat, and Tat winked at him.
“She was made for the four of us. Here I come, baby. Together,” Tat said.
He pulled fingers from her ass and replaced them with his cock. He pressed the tip to her asshole, and all this worry, this concern came shooting to his head. In the past when he had sex, the woman was more than experienced, ready and willing to accept whatever he gave her. He had sex with lots of women over the years and never concerned himself with the aftermath, what would follow, and as he eased the tip deeper and deeper, he envisioned life with Talia. Spending every day and night with her in their arms, sharing her with his team, his brothers, and it was like life didn’t exist before her. The thoughts made him feel intense and needy, and she moaned as she pushed back, accepting his cock and that was it—he shoved all the way in, and they all moaned.
“Holy God,” Vacarro said.
“Goddamn, woman, this ass is incredible. Fucking incredible,” Tat said, gripping her hips and then grinding his teeth, trying not to move too fast.
“Oh, that mouth. Talia, please, baby, don’t stop, just like that,” Basile said.
“Oh man, I want some of that,” Spadaro said, and he went to the bathroom, probably to get washed up.
Tat and Vacarro began to thrust into her body together. She accepted them, rocked against them as she bobbed her head up and down until Basile complained, “I want to be inside your pussy or your ass when we make love the first time, baby. Ease up. Spadaro is here, and he has something for you,” he said and released her lips. Tat thrust into her ass.
“Fuck, I’m there already. Holy God, I’m there,” Tat said, and then Spadaro was up on the bed, and Talia took him into her mouth and began to suck him down.
“Talia! Fuck,” Tat roared as he came and then bent over her and kissed her shoulder, rubbed his hands along her body, and could feel how small, how feminine she was in comparison to them. He slid out of her ass.
“Here I come, honey. My God, this is incredible,” Basile said, and he took Tat’s position.
Tat stepped around Basile, reached over, and caressed her cheek, as he watched her suck on Spadaro’s cock. Up and down, she eased her mouth over him, and Vacarro cupped her breast, tugged on her nipple, and thrust upward with his other hand holding her hip.
“Goddamn, you’re tight. Holy fuck, I can’t move,” Basile said as he slid deeper and deeper into her ass. They were all touching her. All connected to Talia, and Tat knew that this was forever. They would never be the same.
“I’m there. Fuck, I can’t hold out any more. I’m there,” Vacarro said and came.
“A few more strokes, a few more,” Basile said, through clenched teeth, and he roared and followed as Vacarro came.
“Keep moving, sugar. Suck my cock good and fast. That’s a good girl, come on. Come on,” Spadaro chanted her on, and she sucked faster and rocked her body back and forth, and then Spadaro came in her mouth. He shook and shivered and then gently pulled from her mouth, and she gasped and fell to Vacarro’s chest.
Vacarro caressed her body and kissed her everywhere he could.
They took care of her, cleaned her up, made sure that she was okay, and when she opened her eyes and smiled wide at them, those blue eyes sparkling like some angel, Tat was complete. He found the missing piece in his heart and in his soul. Tat was instantly in love with Talia.
Chapter Seven
“How can something like that happen? Who would have known where Portros and the men were hiding out afterward?” he asked Locust.
Barishna’s nostrils flared. His teeth were clenched as he spoke into the cell phone.
“It did happen, and I want their heads. All of them,” Locust stated in an angry tone.
“I have men who know for a fact that it was Nathan’s associates. They had help, from three other soldiers and another group of four, who apparently are members of some elite military organization in the United States.”
“In the United States where? Florida, where Sierran’s men have people watching Nathan?”
“No. In Texas. I’m working on some things with Sierran now. We can get the phones tapped. Get someone to put bugs on the inside of the house they live in. Nathan wasn’t with them, nor was Spade, but those other fucks were. The men from Texas were more like backup from what we gathered through the surveillance cameras th
at were hooked up at the house. In fact, it seemed like those soldiers from Texas weren’t aware of Cole, Woodrow, and Bronco’s raid, but the other soldiers were.”
“This is ridiculous. How did things get so out of hand? All I asked was for you and Portros to do this job for me. The last one you did years ago was a success. How did it get so fucked up?”
“Well, it’s pretty fucking obvious how. Nathan wants his sister to be left alone. He, his team, and their friends are willing to do whatever is necessary to take anyone associated with you out, or at minimum capture them for questioning.”
“They’re out of their minds, Locust. They don’t have the resources.”
“They’ve gone rogue I think. Not even associated with the military anymore.”
“Well, they can search all they like. Sierran will do what is needed to be done, and I will get Talia back. At least you secured the weapons that you all took from the warehouse.”
“Yes, and they are being delivered shortly. Your money should be transferred to your account within the next hour.”
“Very good. Now, give Sierran some time to figure things out. He won’t let Portros’s death be minimized. He’ll take it personally and seek revenge. If her brothers keep pushing, trying to find me or attempting to grab someone close to me to rat my location out, then perhaps they will need a clear message to back off. Perhaps Nathan needs to pay for taking my prized possession away from me.”
* * * *
Talia opened her eyes and stared at the gorgeous man in front of her. She snuggled between Basile and Vacarro, and facing Basile now. He was staring at her, not quite smiling but not looking as serious as usual. She figured this was the closest she could get to an actual smile from him.
The sight of all his muscles and the intricate tattoos along his pectoral muscles, his shoulder, and down his arm were sort of scary yet intriguing. Behind her, Vacarro stroked along her tattoo on her hip and ribs. A glance behind Basile, and she saw Tat and Spadaro sitting in chairs, just watching over them.
She couldn’t resist pressing her lips to Basile’s chest and then trailing her finger along the tattoos. He was as hard as steel, and once again her pussy reacted.
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