Hard Charger

by Meghan March

  The concern that had been plaguing Cam dissipated. “He wants to stay?”

  “Yes. Now that he’s officially a … deserter, it’s not safe for him out there either. And I can’t lose him again.”

  She blinked, and Cam’s gut twisted at the thought of her crying again. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. If Jack wants to stay, I’ll make sure G lets him stay. We were thinking the same damn thing. Family’s too important—and scarce—to let it walk away these days.”

  “Good,” Lia whispered. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

  Travis stood. “Graham’s busy with Ro and Zach and the baby, but I’ll see about finding Jack a place to stay.”

  “Beau’s got an empty bedroom in his cabin,” Cam offered. He looked to Jack. “It’s a king bed or the bunkroom and a single.”

  Jack smiled broadly. “I’m no fool. I’ll take the king if he’s cool with a roommate.”

  “Good deal.” Cam stood and held out his hand. “It’s good to see you again, Richardson.” A thought struck him, and he looked from Lia to Jack. “Why don’t you have the same last name?”

  “Half-siblings. My mom didn’t change my name after she remarried. She wanted me to have a piece of my dad, I think. He passed away when I was two.”

  “Sorry, man.”

  Jack shrugged. “Just makes it more and more clear why family is so important.”

  “That’s the truth. I’ll go check with Beau and see about getting you set up. Lia, sweetheart, want to get your brother some of that venison chili? You kicked ass with that.”

  Jack’s eyebrows went up. “She cooks now too? Damn, things really have changed.”

  Cam smiled and headed for the door, a smile tugging at his lips, because shit was going to work out just fine.

  Saying goodnight to her brother and then walking back to the cabin she shared with Cam and Travis was a touch surreal, and Lia didn’t question the happiness that thrummed through her.

  “I still can’t believe he’s alive, and that he’s here,” she said. “It’s … amazing.”

  Cam’s arm tightened around her shoulders, and Travis’s hand gripped hers tighter.

  “Believe it, babe,” Travis said.

  “I feel like … everything is exactly the way it should be.”

  “It is,” Cam replied. “And if there’s anything you want to change, you just let us know.”

  Travis held open the door, and Lia stepped inside. Her earlier thoughts and plans resurfaced as soon as the bed came into view.

  She was done waiting.

  Turning, she pressed a hand to each of their chests as they entered the bedroom. They both followed her as she circled them and pushed them backward to the bed. When the mattress hit the backs of their legs, she shoved, and they both sat.

  “There is one thing.”

  She reached for the hem of her shirt, tugged it up over her head, and tossed it on the floor at their feet.

  “Whatever the one thing is, consider me on board,” Travis replied, hunger edging his tone. Lia met his eyes to see the same hunger reflected there.

  “Good.” She shifted her gaze to Cam as she reached for the button of her jeans. “You feel the same way?”

  “Anything that keeps you stripping works for me.”

  A rush of feminine power filled Lia.

  She flicked the button open and slid the zipper down before shimmying her hips and kicking off her jeans.

  She’d taken to going commando on a regular basis, and both men groaned when she rid herself of that last piece of clothing.

  “Come here, sweetheart,” Cam ordered.

  “Only if you promise to give me what I want.”

  Brows furrowed, Travis asked, “What?”

  “I think you know.”

  Lia thought of the ways they’d taken her, and the one way they hadn’t.

  She strutted forward, confident in her movements, and sat on the bed between them. Her words were just as bold as her movements. “I want you in my ass.”

  Her words hung in the air as she pushed herself back on the bed. Cam and Travis turned in unison to stare at her.

  Cam crawled up onto his knees beside her, his hand skimming from her ankle to her breast. His rough palm cupped her as he lowered his lips to her ear.

  “You sure you’re ready for this, sweetheart? Me in your ass and Trav in your pussy? Filling you fuller than you’ve ever been? Are you ready for how hard we’re going to make you come?”

  She was sure he could feel her whole body tremble and vibrate along his lips.

  “Yes,” she breathed.

  “Good girl,” he said before closing his teeth over her earlobe. The move ignited more shivers. Another hand landed on her thigh and parted her legs.

  Pulling her eyes from Cam, she saw Travis lowering his face to her pussy. He spread her open with two fingers before his lips and tongue made contact.

  Good Lord, she loved their foreplay.

  Lia knew she’d be begging within minutes. Begging for what only the two of them could give her. Cam slid his lips down to her right nipple and added to the sensations already gathering low and tight in her belly.

  “More. Please. More.” She didn’t care that she was begging.

  Travis lifted his head. “She’s ready, man. So fucking ready.”

  Cam nodded and reached for the nightstand drawer.

  He pulled out a bottle of lube and tossed a condom to Travis. He tore another open with his teeth and rolled it on.

  Travis lay on the bed, flat on his back beside her. He pressed a kiss to her lips—a kiss where she tasted herself on his tongue—and told her, “On your knees, baby. I want my cock inside that sweet pussy before Cam takes your ass.”

  She didn’t hesitate to follow orders. Lia had waited what seemed like forever for this final step. She sat up, threw her leg over his waist, and gripped his cock. Positioning him at her entrance, she sank down, moaning as he filled every inch.

  He was so big that Lia wondered for the hundredth time how her body would accommodate them both, but she had to believe it was possible.

  “This ass is so fucking perfect. I’ve been dying to get inside you.” Cam’s fingers trailed along her spine until one rested over the pucker of her ass. A cool drizzle of what she assumed was the lube followed, and Cam began to play.

  The added sensation from Cam made her want to buck against Travis and ride him until they both came, but a light slap landed on her ass.

  “Stay still, sweetheart. We’re going to take this slow.”

  The pressure on her ass increased until Cam pushed one finger inside her. Then another. He pumped them in and out and she reveled in the slight burn and edge of pleasure-pain that accompanied it. More lube and slow, steady movements had her hips rocking. Travis lifted a hand to skim along her hip and press a thumb down over her clit.

  “Oh God. I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” she breathed.

  “That’s kind of the point,” he replied.

  Finally, the pressure on her ass faded away, until she felt the blunt head of Cam’s cock press against it.

  “Breathe, baby. Don’t forget to breathe,” Travis ordered.

  Lia breathed, and the hand on her lower back pressed her down toward Travis’s chest.

  Pressure. A twinge of pain. And then…

  “Omigod. You’re … Omigod.”

  Shivers were no longer shivers. They were electrically charged bolts of lightning ripping through her body. Her nipples hardened, and every nerve ending in her body tightened to the breaking point.

  Lia had never felt so fully possessed in her life.

  “You good, sweetheart?” Cam asked, his hand stroking her back and side. “You ready for us to move?”

  She nodded. Words were almost beyond her reach, but she managed a shaky, “Please.”

  “Good girl.”

  Travis gripped her hips as Cam pulled back, lifting her up and off his cock as Cam slid back inside.

  In-out-in-out. The r
hythm of the two men, taking her together, emptied every thought from her head except mindless pleasure.

  “Touch yourself, sweetheart,” Cam ordered. “Play with that sweet little clit. I want you to fall apart when you come. We’ll be here to pick up the pieces.”

  Lia obeyed, because … just because.

  Her fingers found her clit, and she pressed and teased and circled as the men dragged her to the brink.

  Over and over they took turns filling her, fucking her. Until every single thread of her control pulled tight—and snapped.

  Lia screamed as an orgasm unlike any other tore through her.

  Falling forward onto Travis, she clutched at his shoulders, burying her face in his neck. Her teeth dug into the muscle of his shoulder as she splintered into smaller and smaller pieces. She was barely conscious of the two groans that came within moments.

  Limp, sated, and completely destroyed, Lia closed her eyes and passed out.

  Travis curled around Lia as her head rested on Cam’s chest. She’d been totally out after they’d finished, only waking as they’d cleaned her up and tucked her in.

  She’d mumbled ‘I love yous’ and promptly passed out again.

  It wasn’t hard on their egos; that was for damn sure.

  He let his mind wander to what was next.

  A new life had been born on Castle Creek land today. A new era was beginning.

  Life before the grid went down was fading to a distant memory as they all adapted to this new reality.

  The future was uncertain, and nothing was guaranteed but the fact that they’d do whatever it took to keep this ranch and the people on it safe.

  The family was growing, and he wondered if he and Cam and Lia would add to it themselves one of these days. The thought of bringing a child into this crazy, dangerous world was terrifying, but the idea of Lia growing round with their baby filled him with a sense of possessive rightness.

  They’d let fate take its course.

  Closing his eyes, he slid into sleep. The last thought in his head before he drifted off was: I wouldn’t change a goddamn thing.

  “It’s my turn to hold the baby,” Erica declared.

  “Oh, hell no. You had Mira for at least a half hour earlier. It’s totally my turn,” Lia said. Her eyes rested on the infant sleeping in Ro’s arms.

  “I never realized I’d have to fight to hold my own kid,” Ro replied, settling Mira in Lia’s arms.

  “It’s not our fault you make such adorable ones,” Erica remarked, her voice quieting as she sat beside Lia and trailed a finger down the little girl’s soft cheek. “There’s so much Graham in her. I guess you’ll have to let Zach’s swimmers win next time.”

  Ro raised her eyebrows. “One at a time. I’m not thinking about anything beyond Mira for now.” Ro looked to Lia. “What about you? I see the way those two watch you when you have her.” Lia’s eyes landed on the men coming in the door of the mess hall, and warmth settled over her at the idea.

  Blessed didn’t even begin to cover how she felt.

  Cam’s eyes were soft as he stopped next to her and sank into a crouch.

  “You look beautiful holding her. But then again, you always look beautiful,” he whispered.

  “Thank you. And she’s the beautiful one.”

  Jack stopped behind Cam. “Always figured you’d have a whole brood of your own, all the babysitting you did as a kid.”

  Lia smiled at Cam and Travis. “I guess we’ll see what happens. Here you go, Daddy.” She handed Mira off to Zach as he came close with that look in his eyes. The one that said he needed to hold his daughter.

  The thought of Cam or Travis coming to her with that look made her want to tell them to skip the condoms forever.

  Lia stood, and each man held out a hand. She gripped them both and let them lead her out of the mess hall toward their cabin.

  Lifting her face to the sky, she soaked up the light and said goodbye to the darkness forever.

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