The American Soldier Collection 10: Compromising Love (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  He headed back inside and Storm looked at him and raised one eyebrow. Winter shook his head, and disappointment filled Storm’s face and then quickly disappeared. It seemed his friend was hoping for the same thing Winter was. For Aspen to know they had been the ones to save her that night, and vowed then to always watch over her so she would never feel pain again.

  * * * *

  “You look a little bit out of it. What’s going on? Have the guys finally made a move on you?” Gia asked.

  Aspen released a sigh. “I guess you can say they did.”

  “Yes!” Gia exclaimed and pumped her fist in the air and then back down.

  Aspen chuckled as they sat at a small high table to the corner of the room. They had danced to a few songs and were in need of something to drink.

  Gia gave her a nudge. “Are you happy about it or what?”

  “Are you kidding me? I’ve lusted over them like some teenager with a crush on the older, mysterious men. It’s just surreal I guess. Being here with them. Sleeping with them,” she whispered, and Gia grabbed her arm and hugged her.

  “You lucky girl.

  She chuckled. “They are incredible, and I’ve never done anything so intense before.”

  “Then what’s the problem?” Gia pushed.

  “Problem?”

  “Yes, problem. You look preoccupied with something.”

  Aspen thought about that a few seconds. Gia was a good friend. Porter had been the one to introduce them to one another.

  “You know how I described to you that feeling I had. Like there was some sort of connection between me and the guys?”

  “Yes. I figured it was the attraction you felt and how destined the six of you were to be together one day.”

  Aspen nodded her head as she played with the glass in front of her.

  “I remembered something from my abduction that I couldn’t remember.”

  Gia placed her hand on Aspen’s arm. “Oh God, what did you remember?”

  “A hand signal. A disguised face with eyes I would recognize anywhere.”

  “I don’t understand. You recognized one of the men who took you and hurt you?”

  Aspen shook her head. She felt the lump in her throat as she looked at Gia. “I remember who saved me.”

  Gia’s jaw dropped and she looked around the room and then back at Aspen, whispering. “Who was it?”

  “It was them.”

  “Come again?”

  “Storm, Winter, York, Weston, and Zin. It was them that rescued me and saved my life. I saw Storm’s eyes, and then the hand signal he used, just like in one of the pictures out front.”

  “Are you sure? I mean that was like ten years ago, Aspen. Maybe you love them so much already and find such security and safety in their arms that you just want it to be them?”

  “No, Gia. I know it was them. I feel it here.” She covered her chest where her heart was. “It’s what that connection has been all this time.”

  Gia sat back and sighed. “My God, they probably have loved you, too, for like forever.”

  “At night, when I’m sleeping with them, I feel so safe. I started remembering more details about my abduction. Things I thought I might never remember and that the doctors said could come back if triggered by something.”

  “You think the men, that hand gesture one of them did, triggered your memory?”

  Aspen shrugged her shoulders. “Apparently from what I’ve read in the past it really doesn’t take much. If you think about it, Salvation, Casper’s has always been like a home to me. It’s the only place I feel comfortable in.”

  “Don’t you feel safe in their arms at night? You should now, considering you know the truth,” Gia told her.

  Aspen thought about that a moment. “I should be feeling safer, but I’m also wondering why they never told me. Why hadn’t they made a move earlier? Are they now because I’m in a tiny bit of trouble?”

  “A little bit of trouble? Girl, you fucked over a Russian mob boss making him lose millions of dollars against a competitor. I would say that you’re in a little more than a tiny bit of trouble,” Gia whispered, and Aspen let out a small chuckle.

  “You know, now that we’re talking about this. How exactly is Gunner really taking this situation? I mean, he knows or has known that Storm, Zin, York, Winter, and Weston have ‘connections,’” she said, making the finger signal by her head to emphasize the word. “Does it cause a conflict of interest, him being a Texas Ranger and all?” Aspen asked as she often wondered how the men had friends that were involved in law enforcement and other agencies that busted people who engaged in illegal activities. Not that the men were involved in anything that could hurt someone or take their life. At least that she knew of. That made her chest tighten. As long as she had known the team, it seemed she still didn’t really know who they were and what they had done in their lives.

  “Gunner doesn’t really say. He’s not the only friend of your men that are involved in some sort of law enforcement or government agency. I think that Storm and them have helped Gunner and their other friends a few times in the past to help them solve crimes or track bad guys down. I think it all evens out or something,” Gia told her, and Aspen smiled. She looked around Casper’s, recognizing a few regulars and even some men and women she knew or recognized. Everything about the place, about Salvation, made sense to her. It was where she felt more like herself and able to let go. She wondered if all this crap with Andrei blew over, whether or not she should stay here in Texas. Then came thoughts of what would happen between her and the men. Could this really last forever? She wondered if they would get tired of her. Or maybe annoyed that she still had to sleep with the light on and that she still had nightmares. They were such amazing men and her feelings for them ran so deeply.

  She looked up in time to see Garrett and Weston walking toward them.

  “There ya are, darling,” Garrett said as he leaned down and kissed Gia and then squeezed her shoulder from behind her.

  “You enjoy some dancing, baby?” Weston asked Aspen as he turned her stool toward him then leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  He winked. “Ready for bed? I mean to call it a night,” he said and cleared his throat. Garrett and Gia chuckled.

  “We’ll get together this week? Maybe hit the dojo?” Gia asked Aspen as she got up with Garrett.

  “Sure. Give me a call and I’ll see if one of my bosses will give me some time off,” Aspen teased, and Gia winked.

  Weston pulled her up from the stool as Gia and Garrett walked away.

  “Your bosses, huh? I think I like the sound of that. I can give you some orders and you can serve me,” he leaned forward and nibbled against her neck and shoulder.

  She weakened in his embrace, rolled her head to the side to give him better access to her body. He ran his hand along her ass cheek and began to rock against her with the sound of the slow music in the background.

  He whispered into her air, taking her lobe between his teeth.

  “I want you, baby. I love that I don’t have to hide my feelings for you any longer. I can touch you, kiss you, whisper my naughty, wild intentions in your ear without a care as to who’s watching.”

  His words aroused her as well as his hands. She felt him dance her toward the side of the wall in a part of the room that was a bit darker than the rest. When he had her where he wanted her, Weston kissed her deeply.

  Her back hit the wall and immediately his hand moved between them, under her skirt, and against her mound. She gasped and looked around them, pulling from his lips. There was no one watching. At least not that she could tell. But then came the thought that she really didn’t care if anyone saw them. She felt possessive, and then that deep feeling of connection filled her heart.

  She leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed Weston’s chin and then the corner of his lips.

  “I want you, too. Every day, every moment. I’ve lusted for you, Weston. For far too l
ong.”

  She saw his eyes widen and then darken. He pressed his finger up into her cunt and she pressed her body tighter trying to hide what he was doing from any possible prying eyes. He stroked her deeply, and she parted her lips and laid her head against his chest.

  “I’ve lusted for you, too, baby. For many years I dreamed, fantasized about touching you, kissing you, and making you mine. I love that you’re so fucking wet right now. If it were darker in here, and I was sure no one would see us, I’d lift you up, wrap your legs around my waist and I’d shove my dick as far into as I could get. Inside you is heaven, baby. You have no fucking idea,” he told her, and she moaned as he thrust his fingers faster. Combined with his erotic words, she felt her body tighten and she gasped. He covered her mouth as she came, moaning into his mouth and rocking her hips.

  He removed his fingers and caressed her back and ass then squeezed her tight.

  “It’s time to go home, Aspen. The others are waiting.” He kissed her forehead then leaned down and grabbed her hand taking her along with them. As they turned to leave, there stood Storm and Winter looking almost angry. Her belly tightened, and as they got closer, she saw what was really in their eyes. Hunger. Had they seen what Weston did to her against the wall? Had they watched her come, or worse, heard her moan?

  As soon as she was in reach, Winter grabbed her and pulled her against his chest. He kissed her deeply until she swayed.

  “Get her to the truck. We need to get home now,” Storm ordered, and boy did her pussy clench with desire. They were feeling as aroused and needy as she was. Tonight, after they made love, she would tell them what she knew, and maybe even ask them why they never told her and when did they first realize they were in love with her.

  * * * *

  They said good-bye and then headed toward the truck. Zin grabbed Aspen’s hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed her fingertips. “You are very naughty.”

  Weston got into the backseat of the truck as Zin lifted Aspen up and into the truck next.

  Weston took the opportunity to pull her onto his lap, shoving her skirt to her hips in the process.

  He gripped her skirt and her hip bones, barely feeling the thin material of her thong.

  “Storm, take the long way home,” he said and kissed her deeply. Aspen immediately moved her hands from Weston’s shoulders to his hair and ran her fingers through it.

  “Fuck that. We’re taking a short cut,” Winter said, and they all chuckled.

  Zin moved in next to them on the right and York on Weston’s left.

  The truck began to move and Weston stroked Aspen’s thighs. “Lift up, darling, I need to get this pussy nice and ready for tonight,” he told her, and she slowly lifted up. Weston gripped her panties and ripped them away from her body.

  “Weston,” she scolded, sticking her ass out behind her.

  York ran his hands along her ass cheek as Zin reached over and caressed her chin.

  “Don’t get angry. They were in the way,” Zin said.

  “You’re going to owe me a bunch of new pairs,”

  “Why? You don’t need panties around us. Ever,” Weston informed her then pressed his fingers over her clit and began to massage her pussy lips in a circular motion.

  Aspen moaned as Zin pulled her closer and kissed her.

  Weston felt his heart begin to race a little faster. He absorbed the moment. The feel of fingering Aspen, her pussy muscles gripping his finger as she creamed more and more. He heard her moaning into Zin’s mouth and could see York’s hand massaging her ass cheek, maybe even playing with her ass.

  The fact that Storm and Winter were in the front seat watching brought him joy as well. They had waited for this moment. In fact, they even thought it wasn’t going to happen and gave up on making Aspen theirs. But no matter how hard they tried to keep her out of their head and not worry about her and want her, they just couldn’t. Now here she was, kissing Zin, letting him finger her pussy while York played with her ass. It was heaven. Nothing else mattered. Not the businesses, not work, not living in the city and traveling to Chicago, to Europe, to wherever. All that mattered was being here in Salvation with Aspen and loving her.

  He jerked the moment her fingers began to undo the button on his pants. She rode his finger and then pulled from Zin’s mouth as she pushed back and came.

  “York.” She moaned and Weston lifted his ass so she could push his pants down. She gripped his cock quickly and he hissed.

  “Easy, baby. Damn, your hands feel incredible.”

  She stroked his cock, worked it between her hands as he thrust his fingers into her cunt. She moaned and began rocking her hips against his fingers then back against York’s fingers.

  “Our naughty little Aspen. I can’t wait to get you home so I can fuck this ass with my cock instead of my fingers,” York said.

  “Holy fuck, she’s riding both of them. Damn, Storm, get in the driveway,” Winter ordered.

  “I can’t take it. I need you, Weston. I need both of you.”

  She gripped Weston’s hands, pulled them from her pussy, and aligned his cock with her cunt.

  Weston gave her control, leaned back and moaned as she thrust downward on his shaft crying out.

  “Yes! Oh God, yes,” she said and rocked her hips.

  He grabbed her thighs and counterthrust as the truck stopped. But he couldn’t focus on anything but Aspen. She pressed forward and ravaged his mouth then bit into his shoulder while thrusting on top of him. He spanned his hands over her back to her ass and squeezed her upward.

  “Fuck, I can’t wait,” York proclaimed, and he lowered down off the seat.

  The doors to the truck opened, light from the ceiling of the truck illuminated them and Weston watched as York lowered his mouth to Aspen’s ass.

  She cried out and thrust backward pushing against Weston.

  “Oh God, York. Oh God, what are you doing?” she cried out and thrust then widened her thighs.

  “Getting this ass wet for my cock,” York said and pressed against Aspen’s back.

  “Widen your legs, Weston. Give me some room. I’m joining in.”

  “In the backseat of the truck? How the fuck are you going to fit?” Zin asked, sounding shocked. But Weston didn’t really care. His own cock was so fucking hard and Aspen’s pussy was milking it, working it with her inner muscles.

  Weston grabbed her face and kissed her as he widened his thighs, spreading Aspen’s while holding her to his chest with his cock buried deep within her cunt. He heard the creaking and moaning of the seats. Then Aspen pulled from Weston’s mouth just as Weston felt York’s knees hit his legs as he thrust into Aspen’s ass.

  “Holy shit, that is hot,” Storm said, and Weston glanced to the right to see Storm leaning on the door frame watching the scene.

  To the right Winter stood with his arm on the doorframe appearing pleasantly surprised. It was all so erotic and natural for them to be watching one another and taking Aspen like this.

  He wasn’t exactly comfortable, but his cock felt about ready to burst with every stroke from York. “I can’t take it. I’m going to come,” Aspen said.

  The sound of the truck rocking and moaning from their thrusts fed their egos. It was like something out of a teenager’s wet dream to fuck a girl in the backseat of a vehicle making the entire vehicle rock. Here he was nearly forty and he finally had a youthful fantasy come true with the woman of his dreams and his team, his best friends and family watching and participating.

  It made him wild with lust and desire as he began to move faster with York as Aspen rocked in between them. Her pussy was so wet and slick he felt it everywhere.

  Weston used some inner thigh and hip muscles he never knew he had to counterthrust against Aspen and York. It only took about three strokes when he felt his cock explode and come.

  “Holy shit!” he cried out.

  “Oh!” Aspen screamed until her voice was horse as she came. York followed, pumping his hips so hard and fast that
the truck continued to rock and shake.

  “We’re going to need new fucking shocks,” Zin teased.

  The three of them panted and York kissed Aspen’s shoulder then pulled from her ass.

  “Oh God, York,” she whispered.

  He caressed her hair and Weston hugged Aspen to him. “You definitely can fill every fantasy a guy has ever had,” he told her then kissed her.

  “Well now it’s time she fills ours,” Storm said and reached for her.

  Weston released her to Storm. His cock ached as he pulled from her pussy. But he caressed her ass under her skirt that fell into place as Storm lifted her up and out of the truck.

  “That was so fucking incredible,” York stated as he zipped up his pants.

  “How the hell did you think of that, never mind actually fit in that space to do that?” Weston asked.

  York ran his hands through his brown hair. His hazel eyes sparkled and he smiled.

  “Aspen does it to me. I love her, Weston. I love her more than anything in this world.”

  Weston smiled. “Well hell, York, join the fucking club. I love her, too.” York chuckled and they took their time getting out of the truck knowing that now Aspen was with Storm, Winter, and Zin.

  * * * *

  Zin undressed and then helped Storm and Winter take off Aspen’s clothes. Winter looked for the lube as Zin pulled Aspen forward and suckled her breasts. She held his head and ran her delicate fingers through his hair.

  “I love your breasts, baby. Every time we saw you out in one of your fancy gowns or at an event glamorous it drove me wild. Knowing that I couldn’t touch you. That I couldn’t cup your breast like this and take a taste.” He cupped her breasts, squeezed the mound, then licked the tip.

  “Oh, Zin, I wish you would have made a move,” she told him as she softly ran her fingers through his hair.

  He suckled harder, knowing how difficult it had been to ignore the desire.

  She pushed him backward and onto the bed, causing him to release her breast.

  She straddled him and took his cock in her hand and aligned it with her cunt.