The Battlefield Series 3: Trusting Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  She lost all control and so did Jack and Milton as they came together. The sound of their combined cries of pleasure echoed around the large room. They panted and as Milton and Nevin released her breasts, she fell against Jack’s chest, closed her eyes, and felt herself drifting off to sleep. She shifted in and out of consciousness, feeling them taking care of her, washing her up and then cradling her in a light blanket. She felt like she was moving and then the softness of a bed surrounded her back and the smell of fabric softener combined with men’s cologne, Milton’s cologne, filled her senses.

  She blinked her eyes open.

  “Rest, baby, we’ve got you,” Milton said and kissed her forehead. She saw the others, they wore boxers and nothing else and smiled at her as Milton pulled her into his arms and held her against his front. She closed her eyes and exhaled. Safety, security, warmth, heaven. This must be heaven.

  Chapter 6

  Milton got off the phone with Nevin a short time ago. He was feeling pretty upset at the news and the evidence Nevin got about the women who had been murdered in Kilt County. The medical examiner’s reports indicated sexual assault and so many types of bruising caused by restraints and other items that could not be identified by shapes and sizes of bruises, gashes, and markings.

  He thought about Carina and how she fit into all of this and he was desperate to see her. So when she arrived for the self-defense training class along with Antonia, he was set in his mind in training her.

  Ledger’s brother Kye, a new state trooper who recently retired from the military, was there helping with the class.

  Milton kissed Carina hello and then took her hand and brought her over to the side.

  “I want to work alone with you on a few things,” he said.

  She looked surprised. “Why? I came here to take the class with Antonia.”

  She glanced at Antonia, who squinted with concern and Milton copped an attitude.

  “Fine, let’s begin,” he said. As the class started and they went over basic things he saw that Carina was remembering some of the moves but not following through with each strike. She held back and all he kept thinking about were those women who were assaulted and how possibly that could have been Carina.

  “You’re not following through. Now do it this time. All the way, strike hard,” he said to her and he kept pushing her, raising his voice at her.

  “Milton,” Kye said his name and gave him a look. Milton ran his fingers through his hair and looked at Carina.

  She reached out and placed her hand on his arm.

  “What’s wrong?” she asked him.

  “Nothing,” he snapped at her and then took a deep breath and released it.

  “Let’s finish up with some stretching,” he said and walked away from her.

  * * * *

  “Something is wrong. He’s acting so strange,” Carina said to Antonia.

  “I can tell. Maybe it has something to do with the meetings they’ve been having with Cesar, Leif, Mateo, and my men?”

  “Meetings?” Carina asked, now worried.

  “Yes, I think they’ve been looking into that town you came from.”

  “No. Oh, God, they shouldn’t be. I asked Cesar not to. Steven and Collin will find out and then they’ll come here.”

  “Talk to him about it and find out,” Antonia said.

  Carina got up and walked over to Milton’s office. She knocked on the door and went inside. He was facing the wall with his hands on his hips. He turned toward her.

  “What’s going on? Why are you angry with me?” she asked him.

  He exhaled. “I’m not angry with you.”

  She raised both of her eyebrows up at him and then gave him a sideways look.

  He squinted at her, looked her over, then crossed his arms in front of his chest.

  “You need to focus more. You should know at least several more moves by now. You’re not taking this seriously and it concerns me.”

  She was shocked.

  “I’m not taking this seriously? I’m sweating right now, my muscles are sore and you pushed me way harder today than ever before. What is really the problem here? Does it have something to do with these secret meetings you and your brothers are having with Antonia’s men and their other friends?” she asked.

  He appeared as if he were biting the inside of his cheek.

  She heard the knock on the door and she saw Antonia there.

  “Do you need a ride?” she asked.

  Carina looked at Milton, who stared at her but didn’t respond.

  “I guess I do.” She turned to leave.

  “No, she doesn’t. I’ll take her. I’m done here for the day,” Milton said.

  She looked at Antonia, who gave her a look as if asking if she were okay with this and Carina nodded.

  Carina watched Milton grab his things then speak to Leif and Mateo who were conducting the other classes for the evening. On their way out, Kye said something to Milton and gave his shoulder a squeeze. “I know. Thanks,” Milton said and then met Carina at the door, placed a hand at her lower back to guide her from the dojo.

  When they got to his truck he unlocked the doors and helped her get up into the high seat. He was being awfully quiet, but when he held her gaze and caressed a large palm along her thigh she didn’t seem to care about anything else but wanting him inside of her.

  She watched him as he drove the truck, still being the silent, brooding type. She didn’t know what to say, what to ask him, so she took the time to really absorb his features and the man she knew him to be.

  Milton was big. That was the first thing she noticed about him—his muscles, his height of over six feet and that dark, serious expression that made him look sort of crazy. Not crazy like a loony bin candidate, but crazy like ready, on alert, on the defensive, prepared for something bad and negative to happen. She sort of felt badly for him. It was obvious that he tended to focus on the negative possibilities more than the positive. She wanted to change that. Wanted to make him smile, hear him laugh, and look relaxed and content. She didn’t want to change who he was, because it truly turned her on to know how he was a soldier, capable of hand to hand combat moves, and could probably eliminate an enemy with his bare hands.

  She swallowed hard as her nipples hardened and her pussy ached.

  Holy shit, she was completely turned on by that.

  His jaw was set and firm as he headed out of town and not toward her cottage but his. He would have had to turn left and he turned right. Her belly quivered. His gruff along his chin and cheeks was sexy and rugged, the dark expression in his eyes made her think of a fighter, a man in combat ready to destroy his opponent. She didn’t fear for her safety though.

  “Milton,” she whispered to him. “I thought you were taking me home.”

  He was silent a few seconds.

  “Change of plans,” he said and then pulled up into the long dirt, stone driveway that led to their private property and ranch. When he pulled along the side of the house and parked the car she went to open the door. “Wait for me,” he barked at her. She tightened up. He came along the side and opened the door the rest of the way. When he pulled her down into his arms he let her slide down his body. Her lips parted, their gazes locked.

  “Come,” he said and took her hand and led her from the truck, hitting the lock button on his key chain before he went to the house, unlocked the door, and brought them inside.

  She inhaled, loving the smell of some manly scented candles, a musky wood and amber scent she noticed the last several times she was here this week.

  He was moving swiftly through the house and she was trying to keep up with his long strides.

  “Milton,” she said as she nearly tripped coming down the hallway.

  He pressed her up against the wall and raised her arms above her head.

  “Shower first,” he said and covered her mouth and kissed her. She could feel his cock, hard, long, and thick press against the light pants he wore as an instructor. She
hadn’t found those pants to be sexy until now. Until Milton.

  He released her lips and then lifted her shirt up and over her head. He tossed it down and went for her shorts. She in turn lifted up his shirt and he helped her remove it. She was completely naked and felt her pussy clench with need.

  He stepped from his pants and underwear and took her hand and led her into the bathroom. He didn’t let her go even as he reached into the large custom shower and turned on the multiple showerheads.

  When the water was ready he pulled her closer and kissed her again. He had his hand along her ass and squeezed one ass cheek, parting them and stroked a finger down her anus. She shivered and her pussy leaked more cream. She wanted him. “Milton.”

  “No talking,” he scolded and she felt nervous but in a totally aroused way. It was a first for her.

  He got her into the shower and began to lather up the soap. His hands shook. His cock pressed against her belly and she watched him as water sprayed all over them. It was a special custom shower that encased them full with gentle sprays of water.

  When she lifted her arms up to move her wet hair from her cheeks he gripped her hips and lifted her up into his arms.

  “Fuck,” he exclaimed and pressed her back against the wall. She gripped his shoulders and ran her fingers through his hair. He eased back and then she felt his cock at her pussy. She wiggled her body to let him get in at the right angle. He moved and hit the wrong spot then pulled back. They were both desperate for the connection and when he finally aligned his cock with her cunt and shoved in deep, they both moaned and continued to kiss and then parted lips to breathe.

  “Milton, oh, God, Milton.”

  He suckled against her neck and she tilted her head back as he pounded into her pussy. His large, hard hips thrust against her hip bones, making her ass press hard against the marble wall behind her. She ran her fingers through his hair, breaking the band that kept the wild locks together and she gripped his hair and rocked her hips downward.

  He grunted and roared and stroked a finger into her ass with no preamble and her body accepted it, desired it.

  “Harder, Milton. Harder,” she exclaimed.

  “Damn, baby, I need this. I fucking need this so bad. To fuck you so deeply and know that you’re mine and you’re safe.”

  So he was desperate to make her feel safe. He thought she wasn’t safe, that’s why he acted like he did at the dojo? She couldn’t focus on that right now. Not with him so hard and inside of her like this, taking her in such a carnal way. Her trust that he wouldn’t hurt her was solidified in this moment as she countered his thrusts, yanked on his hair, and nipped his chin and lips to taste him.

  They kissed deeply as he fingered her ass and fucked her pussy. She pulled from his mouth to breathe and he suckled her neck hard, hitting that special cord that made her come undone.

  Carina screamed her release and Milton continued to thrust into her relentlessly. Her breath caught in her throat. She felt almost panicked at how intense he was and then she felt his cock harden and then he came with a roar against her neck.

  He pulled his finger slowly from her ass and then pulled back, taking her into his arms and hugged her to him.

  The feel of his large, thick arms encased around her much smaller frame made her feel protected and loved. Like a shield of armor he held her, covered her, and continued to lick her skin and then kiss her mouth. In between they calmed their breathing and he just held her against the wall.

  Carina ran her fingernails softly along the skin on his shoulders. She lifted up as he pulled his cock from her pussy and now his mouth was level with her breasts. He held her gaze, licked her nipple, and then tugged on it.

  “I’ll never get enough of you,” he said and swirled his tongue around her areola before sucking her nipple and some of her breast into his mouth.

  She ran her fingers through his hair then spread the locks along his shoulders.

  “I like your hair down like this when we’re making love. It makes you look sexy and wild,” she told him.

  He licked his lower lip after releasing her breast.

  “You seem to like things a little wild, Carina,” he said and winked.

  She felt his finger trace down the crack of her ass.

  Her face felt flush.

  “It seems that you and your brothers bring it out in me.”

  He gave her a wicked smile.

  “Let’s wash up and eat something. I have the feeling we’re going to need the fuel for energy with you in bed tonight.”

  He kissed her quickly as his words sank in and her heart leaped with excitement. She looked forward to making love with all of her men tonight, and letting them take her together, like they seemed to enjoy just about every time.

  * * * *

  Jack walked into the kitchen, following the smell of something delicious cooking. He was pleasantly surprised to not only find Carina by the stove with Milton, but also the sight of her wearing only a military T-shirt in black. One of Milton’s special operations shirts.

  “What do we have here?” he asked and Carina turned around and her eyes widened as she froze in place.

  For a moment he thought she might turn away at the sight of his uniform, but she smiled wide.

  “I didn’t even hear you come in,” she said and Milton gave him a nod then took the tongs from Carina and slid his hand under her shirt to her ass.

  “Go welcome Jack home,” he said to her, giving her ass a spank.

  God damn, what a sight to see. It instantly made his cock hard and all he seemed to want to do was bend Carina over the kitchen table and fuck her.

  Before she walked away from Milton, she lifted up on tiptoes, placing her hands on his shoulders and kissed him deeply. Milton turned her back toward Jack as he slid his hand along her ass and lower back, lifting her shirt and showing Jack she was completely naked.

  Jack watched and then saw Carina push down her shirt in the back and give Milton a smack to his shoulder as she pulled back.

  Milton didn’t let her go. He kept a large hand over her ass. “You sassing me, girl?” he asked her. “Good.”

  He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her again before he released her and continued cooking.

  Jack reached out and ran his hand under her hair and neck and pulled her close. She lifted up to reach his lips. “I missed you,” he said.

  “I missed you, too.” She kissed him and he lifted her up and placed her ass on the table so she wouldn’t get hurt straddling his waist with all his gear on.

  As he kissed her he undid the utility belt and placed it down onto the table.

  Carina shocked him when she began to undo his dress shirt then pull it, and the undershirt he wore, up and over his head.

  Their lips separated and she reached down to undo his pants.

  He gripped her hands to stop her.

  “Let me,” he said and then lifted her shirt up over her head and dropped it onto the floor. He saw her luscious body and a nice light red love bite on her neck.

  He reached over and caressed it with his thumb.

  “Nice job, Milton,” he said.

  “Thank you,” Milton replied and had turned off the stove and stood there watching.

  Carina let Jack lay her down on the table. He moved over her and began to kiss her and explore her body. He started at her lips then over her neck. He suckled on the opposite side of the love bite Milton left and she wiggled and squirmed then giggled. “You’re tickling me,” she scolded.

  “Just wait,” he countered and then went lower, taking his time, suckling her one nipple and breast before moving to the other one.

  He tongued her belly ring and then he began to tease her pussy. He stroked his tongue over her flesh, tasting soap and that feminine scent that was all Carina.

  “You know what I thought about all day today at work?” he asked her then stroked his tongue along her pussy lips and lower.

  “Oh, God, no, what? What, Jack?” she asked and
began to rock her hips. Her pussy glistened with cream and he shoved his pants down to the floor and stepped from one leg.

  He spread her thighs and then lifted her legs, placing her feet on the table, too. Now she was wide open to him.

  He gripped her ass cheeks and stroked his tongue down her pussy and anus.

  “This ass, and fucking it,” he said to her and she moaned. He blew warm breath over her glistening cunt and then licked her anus back and forth.

  “Oh, God, Jack.”

  “Baby, I need to fuck this ass.”

  “Do it,” she replied and then moaned and lifted her pelvis up.

  He chuckled and then pressed a finger to her anus and slid right in. She moaned and so did he. “Oh, yeah, so tight and wet for me.” He licked her cunt and thrust his tongue in and out of it.

  “Jack, please. Oh, please,” she said and reached for his head. Milton joined in.

  “He’s in control. Remember that. You submit to him and you be a good girl and he’ll make you come really hard,” Milton teased her then brought her arms above her head.

  “Oh, God!” she cried out and Jack saw the cream drip from her cunt down over her anus. He pulled his finger out and slid the cream over her anus again and again.

  “I need you. You’re ready for me, aren’t you?” he asked.

  She thrust her hips up.

  “She’s more than ready, bro,” Milton cheered him on.

  Jack pulled out his finger and replaced it with his cock.

  He started to slide into her ass. He grabbed one ankle and foot, keeping her spread open and then under her hip and ass on the right side as he stroked all the way into her ass.

  “Holy fuck,” he grunted and she moaned aloud.

  He was on fire with desire for her. He had thought about her body all day long and all the ways he would explore it tonight. He felt especially in need of marking her, claiming her his woman in any way as if that alone could protect her from harm. Apparently Milton’s brain was thinking the same thing if the love mark was any indication.