The American Soldier Collection 13: Her Lucky Number Thirteen (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “She’s fine. We’ll take care of her and bring her down for breakfast,” Cosivan said, his tone tight, hard as always.

  She lifted up and kissed Cosivan and when she moved she moaned.

  “Are you sore?” Cosivan asked.

  She shook her head and lowered down to kiss him. Viktor kissed along her shoulder then to her ass. She widened her thighs and lifted up as Cosivan cupped her breasts and began to feast on them.

  “You sure you feel okay, baby?” Viktor asked as he caressed her hair from her shoulder and continued to massage her ass.

  “Yes,” she told him.

  Cosivan gave her hips a hard shake, and she gasped and looked down at him. He released a nipple but kept his mouth close. “Truth,” he demanded. Then suckled her breast again.

  “A little,” she admitted.

  They had washed her up as she slept last night and were sure to apply some lotion to her body. A glance at the nightstand and Viktor saw the new bottle of lube by the bedside table.

  “Maybe you need a little rest,” Cosivan whispered to her.

  She shook her head.

  “I want you again. No barriers. I want you to have all of me. I don’t want to stop feeling safe and connected. Does that scare you?” she asked Cosivan.

  He gripped her hips and moved her with him to the side of the bed. Viktor got up and moved in behind her.

  Cosivan gripped her cheek and neck as she straddled his hips.

  “Nothing scares me,” he told her and then she lifted up and she slowly sank down on Cosivan’s cock.

  Cosivan gripped her hips and spoke to her in Russian. He told her how beautiful she was and how he would never leave her side and always protect her.

  “I don’t know what you just said, but don’t stop, Cosivan. I love how it sounds,” she told him and Viktor chuckled. He started to kiss her back as he stood behind her. He gripped her hips and moved her up and down, assisting with her strokes on top of Cosivan.

  “More, Viktor,” she said to him. He stroked a finger along her ass and then parted her ass cheeks. He could smell her perfume combined with soap from last night. Leaning forward, he nipped at her ass cheeks one after the next and she shuddered then moaned.

  When he stuck his tongue out and began to lick her anus she moaned some more.

  “Ahhh, I love the sound you coming, baby. I love that look in your eyes and how giving you are,” Cosivan said and he cupped her cheek and kissed her lips. Viktor stared at her body and caressed it then pressed his finger into her ass. She was wet and aroused.

  “Viktor. Oh God, it burns.”

  “Easy, baby, let him get that ass ready. Viktor and I are going to take you together,” Cosivan said and she shivered and then nodded her head. “Good girl. Relax and let him in,” Cosivan told her then thrust upward, making her gasp. She held on to his shoulders and Viktor went to reach for the lube but couldn’t reach it with his finger in her ass.

  “Here.” Boian entered the room wearing only his boxers now as he grabbed the lube and passed it to Viktor.

  Viktor nodded. “Joining us, brother?” he asked him.

  “Fuck yeah,” Boian said.

  Nalia moaned again as Boian caressed along her shoulder to her hair. She looked at him just as Viktor pressed lube to her ass.

  “Oh God,” she moaned.

  Boian cupped her cheeks then leaned down and kissed her. “You’re so beautiful. So giving,” he said when he released her lips. Viktor pressed in and out of her ass as Cosivan thrust upward into her cunt.

  “Together. We want you,” Boian said.

  “I’ll try,” she whispered and Cosivan gripped her arms and pulled her lower so they were chest to chest. He widened his thighs and spread her open as Viktor thrust two fingers into her ass.

  “She’s ready,” Boian said, caressing her hair and using his other hand to caress his cock.

  “Boian, oh God, please. Show me. Show me how to please all of you,” she said and then licked Cosivan’s nipple.

  “Fuck. Get into her ass now, Viktor,” he ordered.

  Viktor chuckled. He’d never seen their leader so on edge and out of control before. It was amazing to witness and to know little ol’ Nalia did it to him. Hell, she did it to all of them.

  Cosivan spread his thighs and Viktor pulled his fingers from her ass. “Here I come, love. Let me in,” he told her. She exhaled and he slowly pressed his cock into her ass. He nudged and nudged when he heard the floor creak and saw Chatham and Dusty standing there. He gave a wink and then he stroked a little deeper, pulled back, and then sank all the way in. He, Cosivan and Nalia all moaned.

  “Holy fuck, that’s hot,” Chatham said and Nalia moaned louder as she raised up. Boian cupped her cheek as he stood by the side of them and brought his cock to her mouth. “Want to taste me?” he asked her.

  “Yes,” she said and lowered down as if she couldn’t wait and didn’t need to be asked again if she wanted it. She twirled her tongue over the base then licked and suckled him into her mouth.

  “Sweet mother, I love this mouth. Fuck yeah, baby,” Boian grunted.

  Viktor tensed up. “I can’t move, she’s so fucking tight. I’m already fucking there,” he said.

  Cosivan chuckled. “Me too. Holy fuck.”

  They all began to move into her and Nalia kept up. She was moaning and they were grunting when Viktor felt his body convulse then come, shooting his seed into her ass. He eased out slowly and Boian came next, but she didn’t release him, she kept sucking his cock until he grabbed her hair and grunted. “Nalia, oh God,” he said and she released him and he fell back but Dusty caught him, laughing.

  “Did I do something wrong?” she asked.

  “No. More than right. You’re perfect,” Cosivan said as he rolled her to her back and thrust into her fast and deep until she cried out again and he found his release. She hugged Cosivan to her and Viktor smiled at Boian and the others. The sight of Nalia crushed under Cosivan was arousing, and she didn’t complain. Instead she held him to her and Cosivan worried about his weight but she fought him on it, clinging to him like a monkey even when he lifted her up with ease and rolled to his side. He gave her ass a slap. She gasped and then he pulled her close and kissed her forehead where they cuddled until Chatham and Dusty wanted their turn to love her together.

  * * * *

  “Now the three of you can make breakfast,” Chatham said, taking Nalia from Cosivan and lifting her up into his arms. She straddled his waist and ran her fingers through his hair.

  “Good morning, Printessa,” Chatham said to her, calling her Princess. Her eyes sparkled and he felt it in his heart. He kissed her deeply then hugged her to him, walking her into the bathroom.

  Dusty started up the water in the large walk-in shower. Chatham handed her to Dusty, who kissed her softly on the lips then set her feet down.

  “We’re going to take good care of you, sladkaya. Our little sweetie,” Dusty said then kissed her softly before he grabbed the soap and began to wash her up.

  “Arms up,” Dusty ordered and she did immediately. Chatham watched her as she closed her eyes and let Dusty lather soap along her body. He moved in behind her and massaged her breasts then nipped her shoulder. She looked incredible, like some goddess as the suds dripped from her large breasts and she stood between them. She was petite, feminine, and sexy. He couldn’t resist reaching out to help massage the shampoo into her long blonde hair. Dusty turned her to face the water and to face him. As he helped add conditioner then rinse it, Nalia reached for Dusty’s cock.

  “Nalia, your hands feel so good,” he said to her, leaning back against the wall. Chatham caressed her shoulders then ran his hands along her waist, pulling her back. She knew what he wanted and she immediately lowered down and began to suck on Dusty’s cock.

  The sight of Dusty’s hands gripping her wet hair as the water flowed over her body was erotic and wild. Chatham slid his fingers along the crack of her ass to her pussy and pressed into her.
/>   She moaned softly.

  “Someone is very, very wet,” he said to her and then locked gazes with Dusty.

  “I think she was made for Team 13,” Dusty said then clenched his teeth.

  “This body was made for all of us,” Chatham told her. He spread her thighs, making her bend into a wider stance and he continued to stroke her pussy. He stared at her round ass, and massaged the globes with one hand while fingering her cunt with the other. “I can’t resist, she looks edible,” he said and Chatham lowered down and licked her anus back and forth. She moaned and shook as she came from his ministrations and he used the cream to coat her anus.

  “I need you. I want this ass, Nalia,” he said to her and she continued to suck Dusty faster but gave her response by pushing her ass against his fingers.

  He chuckled.

  “Here I come,” he said and removed his fingers then slowly slid his cock back and forth against her pussy and her rectum. She wiggled her ass and Dusty gave it a slap from above. Chatham looked up to lock gazes with Dusty, who was smiling wide.

  “Together,” he whispered and Chatham nodded.

  He slid his cock into her ass slowly. It took several nudges since she was tight and small but finally he slid all the way in and moaned against her.

  She pushed her ass back and Dusty gripped her hair.

  “I want to be inside of you when I come, slow down, Milaya,” Dusty said, calling her his sweetheart.

  The water continued to fall between them and add to the erotic feel of the moment. Chatham could hardy stroke into her ass it was so tight and his cock so thick and hard. He knew it was only a matter of strokes before he came.

  “Nalia. Oh God, Nalia, your ass feels incredible. Fucking incredible.” He grunted then began to move faster and faster. She pulled from Dusty’s cock and slid her fingers into her cunt as she grabbed on to Dusty.

  “Holy fuck, Chatham, she’s fingering her cunt,” he informed him and Chatham lost it. He thrust into her three more times then came.

  He slid his fingers over her pussy and moved her fingers away. He stroked her cunt and she moaned and begged for more.

  “Oh please. Please, I’m so swollen,” she said to them.

  “Maybe Dusty can help you,” he said to his brother then lipped an apology for not taking her together. Dusty chuckled and as Chatham pulled from her ass Dusty lifted her up, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.

  He pressed her against the wall, aligned his cock with her pussy, and shoved into her.

  “Oh!” she exclaimed and gripped his shoulders then began to kiss Dusty all over his face, his neck, everywhere.

  Chatham watched as Dusty rocked his hips at record speed, talking to her in Russian, telling her she was his everything and the sexiest, most amazing woman he ever fucked. Thank God Nalia didn’t understand Russian or she might take offense to a comparison, but that’s how fucking incredible she was and how wild she made them.

  * * * *

  Dusty couldn’t get enough of her. She was so giving, so strong and passionate he felt unworthy of someone so precious and beautiful inside and out. He was crazed, feeling wild and animalistic as he suddenly wanted in every hole, claiming her his woman. She gripped him tighter and he saw her eyes glaze over then she exploded in orgasm. He licked her lips and eased a finger into her ass. She was slick and wet.

  “I want to fuck this ass, baby. I got to fuck this mouth, this pussy but I need your ass.”

  “Yes, do it, Dusty, take me,” she told him, panting.

  He tilted back, pulling from her pussy and aligned his cock with her anus. The water cascaded over them and he held her gaze as he slid his thumb against her pussy lips. “Sexy, sweet, and all mine,” he said then eased his cock into her ass. She wiggled and lowered, wanting him inside of her, too. He reached out and thumbed her breast, pinched the nipples and tugged hard as he stroked all the way into her ass.

  “Oh God, you’re so big. Oh,” she moaned.

  That was it. Enough taking time and enough games. He began to stroke faster, deeper into her ass and watched her beautiful breasts bounce and sway.

  “You’re perfect, Nalia. So sexy and giving. Your ass is fucking tight as hell. I won’t last long,” he told her and stroked in and out of her. She slid her fingers lower and pressed them to her pussy and that was it.

  “Fuck,” he said aloud then thrust and thrust until he came, shouting her name and filling her ass with his seed. It was carnal and wild but made him feel content in ownership and love. The word popped into Dusty’s head and he was shocked but pleasantly accepting to the fact he loved her. He never loved a woman before. Didn’t think he was capable of it, until now.

  He slid from her ass and held her close then kissed her. She ran her fingers all over him, squeezing, massaging his muscles, and showing her love for him as well.

  “To many other mornings just like this one, Printessa.” He kissed her forehead before he hugged her close and smiled wide.

  Chapter 6

  Boian watched Nalia as she tried to run from Dusty and beat him to the house. They just got back from a run, something they all enjoyed doing with her almost every day. She was pumping her arms and trying to beat him when Dusty snagged her around the waist and hoisted her over his shoulder. Her laughter then scolding could be seen and heard from where he stood watching.

  Boian chuckled and shook his head as he watched Dusty run his hands along her ass and right under her shorts. She reached back and slapped his hand.

  “Oh, there’ll be none of that. I own this ass,” Dusty said and gave it a slap.

  “Have a nice run?” he asked as they approached the stairs. Dusty set her feet down saying yes, they did have a good run, but Nalia said no, then took the bottle of water and took a sip.

  “We did, too,” Dusty stated. She gave him a mean expression.

  “You cheat. I was beating you,” she added.

  Dusty ran his hand along her hip then gave her ass a slap. “Not a chance,” he said.

  She stepped back and placed her one hand on her hip while holding the water bottle.

  “You’re being a chauvinist,” she told him firmly.

  Boian smirked as Dusty looked over her body and the tight tank top that hit mid belly, showing off her sexy abs and the short spandex shorts that were tight and hugged her figure.

  “No, baby, I think it’s cute you trying to beat me, but a man is made differently than a woman. It will never happen,” he said, licking his lips.

  Boian knew that Dusty was teasing her, but she didn’t realize that, and the next thing he knew, she was making her anger known. She stepped closer to Dusty and ran one hand up his chest under his shirt.

  “You’re right, we are made so differently.” She pressed her hand lower then eased over his crotch as she spoke. “Men think with their cocks, women use their heads.” She poured the bottle of water over Dusty’s head.

  “Nalia!” he roared and she ran behind Boian before Dusty could grab her.

  “Let me at her. She’s going to have a nice pink ass in about ten seconds,” he said, trying to get past Boian.

  Boian was laughing.

  “I think you’re even, Dusty.”

  Dusty stopped and stared at Boian. “Even? How the fuck so?”

  “You insulted her. She didn’t know you were teasing.”

  Nalia took off into the house and Boian laughed.

  Dusty ran his fingers through his wet hair and then started chuckling.

  “She is something else. Totally caught me off guard,” Dusty admitted.

  “Looked like she almost beat you,” Boian added.

  “She came pretty fucking close,” he admitted and then shook his head. “What are we going to do? We can’t live out here forever.”

  “I don’t know. I think I could get used to this,” Boian stated.

  Dusty looked at him with a serious expression. “We have businesses to take care of and responsibilities. Decisions are going to have to be made.”


  “I know. Cosivan is in contact with Nicolai. I think we may have to head back to Chicago, or at least a few of us. Perhaps staying there a few weeks at a time for now until Vincent is located and taken care of.”

  “Vincent isn’t our only problem,” Cosivan said, interrupting them. Boian squinted his eyes at him. Cosivan seemed angry.

  “Looks like Scarlapetti is still running his business and has some supporters. Nicolai believes he knows what they’re after and unfortunately it involves all of us and real estate we own with Nicolai. Romeo Lapella has been sneaking in some people to steal shit right under Nicolai’s nose. With us being away the past few months, things appear like we’re giving up control. We have to head back.”

  “But Nalia,” Boian started.

  “I know. She isn’t going to be happy about this, but for the time being we will take turns showing face in Chicago and do our best to maintain control of our investments with Nicolai. He assigned some of our friends but it isn’t like when we show face,” Cosivan said to them.

  “When do we leave and who goes first?” Boian asked.

  “I’ll go and stay as long as needed. If I need help I’ll send for one of you next.”

  “Cosivan, this is a shared responsibility. Nalia is now part of our family and our personal responsibility. If she’s going to be involved with us then she’s involved with this. We need to sit her down and explain,” Boian said.

  Dusty agreed.

  “Tonight. We’ll talk to her about it tonight, and then I’ll leave for Chicago in the morning,” Cosivan told them.

  Boian felt his heartache and heaviness consume him. He was worried to say the least. It was different to be worried about his team members, his brothers, but now they had a woman, they had Nalia and she may not be able to accept this part of their lives. He didn’t want to leave her again. It reminded him of the past and how Karlicov forbade him to ever see her again, and now he was in love with her.

  That was another issue they needed to face. Telling Karlicov and Nicolai that they claimed Nalia as their woman, that they were now her protectors and hopefully, one day, her husbands.