The American Soldier Collection 14: Baby Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  Nina felt sick to her stomach. Despite the fact that she’d known this was coming, it still didn’t make it easier. Somewhere along the line, she’d fallen in love with the four soldiers. She thought about their bodies, their scars, their tattoos, all signifying their dedication and commitment to the United States of America and to what being an American stood for. They were hard-core, sometimes mean, combative, opinionated. But they were gentleman, warriors, and they made her feel more beautiful and important than she’d ever felt in her life. In fact, she didn’t think anyone but they could ever make her feel this way.

  That empty, hollow space in her heart, the one from all the loss, betrayal, and abandonment she’d experienced as a child and a teen, had temporarily been filling up. It was because of them. Now, it would be empty again, and she couldn’t help but feel angry and disappointed.

  She wanted to hold on to them, to make them consider trying to work things out and remain a part of her life so she wouldn’t lose that feeling inside. But that would be selfish of her. She couldn’t change their lives, take away their commitments to the military and have them give up their freedoms, their dreams, because she was one messed-up, lonely woman with no one in this world who truly loved her.

  She felt tears fill her eyes, but she put on her strong face and nodded.

  “I’ll pack up as soon as we’re done cleaning up,” she whispered, and Corona nodded.

  She listened as they talked about flight arrangements, going to some storage facility and grabbing their gear, and how long the flight would be to head to the various locations and meet-up points with other soldiers. It put a damper on the fairy tale life they were living out here in Salvation. It ended any possibility of touring the town with them and seeing what else Salvation had to offer. She imagined taking Atlanta’s hand and leaning her head against him as they strolled through town and let everyone know she was with him and the others. That wasn’t going to happen, ever.

  Instead, she thought about life in Chicago and whether or not she wanted to remain a manager at Bailey’s or look elsewhere. She thought about Dominion and wondered how far he lived from here and whether she should ask them to just let her take care of herself. But then they would ask her questions about her life, and about Dominion, a man she didn’t even know and had never met. It was better that they didn’t know about him or about how alone she really was in this world. Plus, there hadn’t been any new news on Zinc and why he’d been killed or who had done it. That dangerous, fearful, and unsettling feeling filled her gut. She was back to being strong again, putting up a wall around her heart and soul, and acting like a soldier herself.

  “You go ahead and get started. We’ll clean up down here,” Atlanta said, dismissing her.

  It was the beginning of feeling as though their lovemaking hadn’t meant as much to them as it had to her. She supposed it was her being so inexperienced and silly. Men as good-looking, older, and charismatic as these guys would have women fighting to get in their beds. She’d known what she was accepting when they started this. It ended here, and there was nothing she could do about it.

  Thirty minutes later, as she finished packing and put out an outfit to wear to the airport the next day, she heard footsteps coming down the hallway.

  She didn’t turn to look. Her heart hammered inside of her chest as she stood by the dresser, looking out the window toward the side of the house.

  Strong arms wrapped around her midsection, and she exhaled.

  Freeman.

  He inhaled against her neck and suckled her skin.

  “Freeman?”

  “Not a word. Please,” he whispered and turned her around then lifted her top up over her head and tossed it down. He reached around her, unclipped her bra, and sent it flying next before he leaned forward and kissed her deeply.

  Nina felt his need to go fast, to take from her one last time, and she wanted to take from him. It was desperation, to feel the power that combusted when their bodies were one.

  She reached for his pants as he kissed her deeper. She shoved them down and held on to his cock, stroking it.

  “Fuck,” he exclaimed after releasing her lips. He lowered to her breasts and began to feast on them.

  He turned her around and stepped awkwardly toward the bed, pushing her down and making her chuckle.

  He gripped her shorts and panties, tearing them down her legs, then stumbled out of his jeans that pooled at his ankles.

  The floor creaked, and she looked to the right to see Atlanta was there, shirtless.

  He held something in his hand as he made his way closer.

  Her attention pulled away from him as Freeman gripped her ankles, pulled her lower toward the edge of the bed, and began to feast on her cunt. She felt so oversensitive. Every touch, every caress from Freeman’s hands as he suckled her clit and stroked his tongue into her passage made her moan and release more cream. She didn’t think she could get more aroused, feel more needy, but every time one of them made love to her and the others were by her watching, the atmosphere got more intense. And her emotions did, as well.

  She cried out and gripped the comforter, feeling it dip on one side and then the other.

  Jessup and Corona were there, too. Atlanta cupped her breast and held her gaze, tilting her chin toward him then covering her mouth and kissing her. She kissed him back, wanting, needing to feel them and hold on to the memory of this last night together for the rest of her life. She felt desperate as she lifted up, turning slightly to lick his nipple.

  Atlanta gripped her hair. “Fuck. Holy shit, Nina.”

  She gasped and fell back as Freeman switched from tongue to fingers and stroked her cunt deeply.

  “Do you trust us?” Corona asked her.

  “Yes,” she replied immediately and felt her pussy spasm.

  “We want to take you together, this last night. If you’re scared or unsure, we understand,” Corona said to her.

  They wanted to make love to her together. They wanted to fill each hole and claim her like no man ever had or ever would again. She would hold on to this bond and connection they’d had, and it would be the one thing that kept them apart from any other man that might come into her life from tomorrow forward.

  “I want to,” she said, and they all looked so serious for a moment, and then they were all undressing and moving around.

  Freeman pulled fingers from her cunt and then lifted her up, kissed her deeply, and squeezed her ass cheeks before turning her around. Corona lay on his back, his legs over the edge of the bed, stroking his cock. He looked so serious, so big and sexy. Her heart pounded inside of her chest as if this was the first time she’d made love to him, but really, it would be their last time. Tears filled her eyes, and she quickly pushed the thoughts away. She wouldn’t ruin this time with tears. She would memorize each sensation and hold on to the love she felt for them, despite the fact that they couldn’t reciprocate it.

  “Ride Corona, baby. Make him never forget you,” Atlanta told her, and he leaned forward to kiss her lips as Freeman caressed her hair and Corona pulled her down lower.

  She eased her pussy down over Corona’s shaft and began to move very slowly atop him. The thick, hard muscle felt as though it wedged against her inner muscles, and she could tell that Corona was fighting for control.

  “I’m sorry,” she whispered, caressing his muscular chest as she eased up and down, not fully taking him into her cunt.

  His large palms smoothed over her lower back and her ass, pressing her more firmly over his cock. He was so big. She felt feminine and petite on top of him.

  “No need to say sorry. You’re perfect. This is perfect,” Corona said. She eased down lower and pressed her palms to his chest to infuse his muscles, his strength, into her body so she could love him without crying.

  Nina saw the intensity in his stare, the emotion that was so unlike Corona, and she had to close her eyes. He reached under her hair and pulled her down to kiss him. That kiss grew deeper, and then she fel
t hands on her back and a finger stroke over her anus. She shivered and pulled back.

  “Oh, God.” Corona suckled her chin and kissed her neck as he remained holding her against his chest.

  “Easy, Nina. Nice and easy. We’re going to lube this ass up so we don’t hurt you. It’s going to feel incredible,” Atlanta told her, and simultaneously, Freeman began to spread something cold and wet back and forth over her anus.

  She lifted up and pressed back down onto Corona.

  “That’s good, Nina. Just like that. You want this. Nice and easy, relax those muscles. You feel so good, Nina. So good,” Freeman cheered her on from behind as he worked his fingers into her ass.

  She gained a bit of confidence as she moved a little faster and rocked her hips back and forth. Tiny vibrations filtered through her inner muscles from anus to cunt and back and forth, eliciting a deep moan from her. She thrust and pushed back against Atlanta’s fingers. Freeman and Jessup caressed her back and stroked her thighs. They were all touching her, caring for her, protecting and watching over her.

  She could feel Corona’s cock grow thicker and harder, and it encouraged her to continue. She was doing this to him. She was making him moan and making his cock swell inside of her.

  “So pretty and sexy. I love this mouth,” Atlanta said to Nina while he held her chin and pecked at her lips. He pressed his tongue into her mouth, and she swirled her tongue around his, knowing he loved that. He chuckled softly. “So eager to please. I want to feel that mouth of yours on my cock. You want to taste me?”

  She felt a rush of excitement and fear. She wanted to taste him and please him. She had never done that before, but once again, they didn’t need to know that.

  He scooted closer, and at the same time, she felt Freeman adding another lubricated finger to her ass. She gasped, and Atlanta pulled her closer, bringing his cock to her lips.

  “Focus on me and on Corona. Rock those hips and suck me down. Soon we’ll be filling every hole, baby, making this night special.”

  She opened her mouth to take a taste of his cock. She licked the tip, and he hissed then pulled back. She widened her eyes, and he bit his lip but brought his cock against her mouth again. She did the same thing and then drew his cock into her mouth and began to suck him up and down.

  Corona thrust his hips upward while he cupped Nina’s breasts and played with her nipples. She gripped his shoulders as she worked Atlanta’s thick, hard cock in her mouth.

  She was lost in trying to thrust her hips over Corona’s cock and suck and bob her head over Atlanta’s. It really didn’t matter, though, once Freeman pulled his fingers from her ass and replaced them with his cock. All control went out the window.

  She was moving and moaning, Corona was thrusting upward, countering her thrusts, while Atlanta gripped her head and hair tighter and stroked slowly into her mouth. Her body erupted in an orgasm just as Freeman pressed the tip of his cock to her anus. She tightened up, but they caressed her body, her back, and shoulders as they began to move in sync and talk to her.

  “You’re so eager to please. Such a sexy, beautiful lover you are, Nina. Damn, baby, you look incredible,” Jessup said to her as he lay on the side of the bed, watching them.

  It turned her on, made her feel special, exquisite, and she wanted to hold on to this feeling forever.

  “Holy shit,” Freeman said as he pressed deeper and finally sank his cock balls-deep into her ass.

  She could hardly breathe as she continued to suck on Atlanta’s cock. Below her, Corona did all the work, thrusting upward and pinching her nipples hard. She was overwhelmed when Freeman began to fuck her ass a little faster.

  “Can’t take it. Holy God, I can’t take it.” He shoved in deep and came, calling out her name.

  “Let me in there. I want to be part of this, too,” Jessup said, and she continued to suck on Atlanta’s cock and Corona moved a little slower. She wanted him to speed it up, but it seemed as if he was on the edge, too.

  She felt Freeman ease out and then kiss her ass cheeks. Cool air collided against her anus and pussy before she felt Jessup’s thighs press against hers behind her. She felt the cool liquid as he used his fingers to stroke into her ass. Then he pulled them out and slowly eased into her ass, replacing them with his cock.

  They all moaned in sync, and then Jessup began to set the pace. Her breasts bobbed and swayed, her lips felt numb, and her jaw ached from sucking on Atlanta as he gripped her hair and shouted out her name. She swallowed quickly as his essence filled her throat. Gasping for breath, she felt Corona grip her hips and thrust upward again and again, and then she cried out her release as Corona came next.

  Behind her, she could feel Jessup’s thighs slap against hers, and then a hand landed on her ass, hard.

  “Jessup!” She cried out, feeling her pussy erupt.

  “Nina,” Corona said her name and reached up and pulled her down for a passionate kiss as his cock remained fully inside of her pussy.

  Behind her, Jessup spread her thighs wider and thrust over and over again into her ass as he grunted and complained about how tight she was and how fast he was coming. Then she felt him shake, and his roar filled the room as he emptied his seed inside of her.

  Easing out of her, both men began to caress her skin. Freeman and Atlanta brought over a warm washcloth and clean towel to clean her up. She felt their kisses and their tender words and compliments as she closed her eyes and relished the feelings of being connected in such a deep way. No matter where they were or what happened in their lives, there would always be this connection and a love so heavy of a burden that they would never, ever forget this.

  Chapter 7

  Jessup was miserable and pissed off as they exited the plane. They had all put up their walls, immediately distancing themselves from Nina by not touching her, kissing her, or sitting next to her on the plane. Instead, Corona read over files and looked at his laptop. Atlanta did the same thing, and he and Freeman went over who else would be involved with this mission, where they’d be meeting up with them, and what weapons they would need. It was all business, but Jessup felt an ache, a guilty, hollow feeling grow larger inside his gut.

  When the plane landed, they helped Nina with her bags and then exited the plane and made their way through security and out to the waiting SUV. Brutas was standing there, and the moment he saw Nina, he opened his arms and she went right to him.

  Jessup was shocked and instantly jealous, but then reminded himself that he had no right to be. They were letting her go, cutting their ties to her, and all they had left were the memories of their lovemaking and a fantasy that had come to an end with the reality of their lives.

  “Damn, Nina, you look good. I’ve been worried about you,” Brutas said, caressing her back. She stepped back and smiled up at him. Brutas looked at each of them and shook their hands and then helped with the luggage as he welcomed them back.

  “So, how was Texas?” Brutas asked her.

  “It was nice, but not really my type of living.”

  Jessup felt a bit angry at her for saying that. He didn’t know why. What had he expected, that she’d been forever changed by their home, by Salvation, and the life they’d shared for the last several weeks? He wasn’t stupid. She was putting up a wall like they were.

  They all climbed into the SUV, and Brutas slowly made his way out of the very busy airport.

  “I can drop you guys off first and then bring Nina to her place. We’ve already looked everything over and even have additional security there, so she’s safe,” Brutas said to them.

  Nina glanced at Corona, who nodded and mumbled an okay. Jessup thought he’d at least get to kiss her good-bye, maybe get to hug her and feel her one more time. He was angry.

  “How is Bailey’s?” Nina asked.

  “It’s been crazy. That witch Mirella has been making changes and pissing everyone off. She’s just so hard to work for.”

  “Well, she has a lot of experience and was taking over the Copper Po
t before I left,” Nina said to him.

  “They hired a new manager, so she’s pretty pissed off. I know for a fact everyone is thrilled that you’re back. Paulie’s been hounding all of us for information,” he said to her, and Nina nodded but didn’t elaborate or comment on what Brutas said to her.

  Jessup wondered who Paulie was. Again, he felt jealous. He stared at Nina and absorbed her beauty. He wanted to remember her, the scent of her perfume, the sweet softness of her voice. He wanted to pull her into his arms right now and kiss her, but one look at his team and their firm, angry expressions and he knew he couldn’t make a move and react like he wanted to. Besides, what the hell did he have to offer Nina? She was young, professional, and had her whole life ahead of her, and they were battered, broken down, and covered with scars and battle wounds. They knew nothing but fighting, infiltrating enemy lines, and facing danger and death head-on. How could they ask her to wait for them? To be more like a kept woman than an equal, a partner in life—hell, a wife? His gut clenched tighter. He cleared his throat and refocused. He had to let her go. It wouldn’t work out.

  * * * *

  “Any new information on who killed Zinc or what he was involved in?” she asked Brutas.

  He didn’t respond right away. “Not really. I can fill you in later on some of the details. It’s not looking too good, though. Storm has some people involved now, too.”

  She didn’t ask more questions. She didn’t want the men to hear about what she’d faced and how what Zinc might’ve done, if he was guilty, was damaging to her own reputation. Instead, she remained still until the SUV slowed to a stop.

  Nina wasn’t going to move from her seat when the SUV stopped at the warehouse, but she couldn’t do that. It would be rude to not say thank you or good-bye.

  So when Brutas helped to carry the bags to the door of some old building the guys said was a supply house, and not where they lived, she stepped out of the SUV.