“We have family all over Texas and Louisiana. My brothers and I traveled a lot with the service but always kept this place. It was our retreat, our go-to spot to get away from it all and regroup,” Bailey explained and looked at Jack. Bailey played with a piece of hay, rolling it between his hands with his head down.
“And you, Jack? Did you grow up here too with the others? What made you go to New York?” she asked, curious about how these men all parted ways if they were so close.
“Myself, Turbo, Covan, and Harley were involved in a special unit in the military. We did crazy shit, but just like Bailey, Brady, and Slogan, we came here to regroup. It’s always been home.”
“So why New York? You’re so close to your cousins’, and it’s been a long time since you visited them, from what Slogan said to me this morning.”
“We just had shit going on in our lives, Donata,” Jack said and stood up. He paced a little, and she could tell he was on edge.
“We all had shit going on, but it was that mission that did it.”
“Don’t, Bailey,” Jack said and ran his fingers through his hair. He looked at Donata, and she knew something had happened. Something had made them all separate and not search for a woman to share and settle down with like they’d told her they always wanted to. It made her have second thoughts. How could seven men share and stay faithful to one woman?
“I think we should go back inside,” she said, standing up, but Bailey wrapped his arm around her waist and easily pulled her back and between his legs. She faced him, placed her hands on his shoulders, and looked down into his eyes. She felt his palms caress her ass and then her lower back. That deep need filled her core, and once again she wanted him, and Jack, too.
“Things happen, baby. People make decisions and move on to what they think are better things or right for them at the time. Then they get stuck in a rut, or just used to what they’re doing, and it seems like it’s where they’re meant to be,” Bailey told her as he reached up with one hand and stroked her cheek.
“Sounds more like you guys had some sort of falling out.” She glanced at Jack.
“You brought it up, Bailey. Why not get it out in the open? Tell her how you chose mission after mission that were risky, that entailed the chance of you, Brady, and Slogan not making it back despite us all asking you not to do it? That it wouldn’t be right to bring a woman into a relationship with us if we were taking such risks? You guys did anyway and nearly died,” Jack said with his hands on his hips.
“You Harley, Covan, and Turbo took risks, too. Don’t sit here and try to blame it all on us.”
“I’m not. We didn’t do suicide missions. We didn’t go looking for trouble or to take on the most dangerous ones. You three could have died out there.’
“Yeah, well, we didn’t,” Bailey said.
“What happened?” she asked.
“Nothing happened, except they were left for dead, and Turbo, me, Jack, Harley, Collin Fiorre, and a few others snuck into Baghdad and got them the fuck out.”
“We were surviving and making plans for escape. No one asked you to come in there.”
“No, Bailey, no one did, and instead of a thank-you, we got attitude. Those attitudes grew fierce, and soon you three headed right back into the shit field that you still remain doing after three years of this shit. When the fuck is it enough? When are you three going to retire?”
“And do what, Jack? Be enforcers for the Russian or Italian fucking mob? That pussy shit,” Bailey said, and Donata gripped his shoulders.
“It isn’t. We deal with a lot of heavy crap that regular men know nothing about or even how to handle it. You aren’t even willing to find out, to take a chance on trying it. There has to be something better, less dangerous than what you do. Your luck is going to run out sooner than later, then what?” Jack asked.
Bailey caressed her ass, slid his hand under her hair, and pulled her closer.
“Right now none of that matters. What matters is having Donata here with us, bringing us together again, and enjoying how complete she makes us feel.” He drew her closer for a kiss, and she couldn’t help but wonder if this conflict from three years ago still put a wedge between them all. Would it get worse? Would they discuss what had happened and forgive one another? She didn’t know, and it wasn’t her place to ask. And by the way Bailey kissed her and began to lift up her shirt, the man had a different agenda than an emotional sit down with his cousin right now.
Bailey pulled off her shirt and kissed her, plunged his tongue deeper, gripped her head and hair tighter in a possessive manner, and devoured her moans. She felt Jack’s hands slide around her waist and undo her pants, then press them down. He used one hand to massage her ass cheek and the other to press her pant leg from her foot. She assisted, feeling totally turned-on here between them.
Bailey released her lips as Jack used his thigh to press her legs apart. His fingers slid into her cunt from behind, and she gasped. She gripped onto Bailey.
“Holy fuck, my dick is so hard,” Bailey said.
“Mine, too,” Jack stated and then pressed her lower, wanting her to suck on Bailey’s cock as Bailey undid his pants, shoved them down, and fisted his cock in his hand. She licked the tip and he gripped her hair.
“Who would have thought getting into an emotional word fight with my cousin was fucking foreplay for our woman?” Bailey said, and Jack chuckled and then smacked her ass.
She jerked, and a moment later she felt the tip of his cock at her entrance.
“Here I come, honey. You keep sucking,” Jack said. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking on Bailey and making him moan as Jack thrust his cock into her pussy from behind. He gripped her hips while Bailey gripped her hair and directed her.
He slid his other palm down her back to her ass, and Jack moaned. “Fuck, she is ours, Bailey. All fucking ours.”
“That she is,” Bailey said and slapped her ass as he thrust his hips slowly upward.
“Look at her skin, how soft and sexy. Her curves, and this ass. Man how I love to fuck this ass,” Jack said. She moaned and felt her pussy cream.
“God damn, I think she likes the sound of that, cous. She’s coming like a faucet.”
“If she’s wet enough, then let’s take her together,” Bailey said. He pulled from her mouth and Jack pulled from her cunt. Bailey lifted her up and lay her down on the bale of hay as Jack undressed. He moved his mouth over her cunt and plunged his tongue deeply into her. He licked and suckled her clit and then her asshole. Back and forth his tongue stroked along both holes, and she cried out another release.
“Ready,” Jack said, and Bailey pulled off her bra so she was completely naked. He lifted her up and sat down on the edge of the bale of hay. “Take me inside of you. Jack wants in, too. You up for it, doll?”
He said in that Texas accent.
“Yes. Oh yes,” she said, and he gave her a smile and a wink then helped her to sink onto his shaft. They both moaned, and then she moved her hips and fucked him as Jack fingered her ass.
“Sopping fucking wet. I’m coming in,” Jack said, and she hugged Bailey tight, kissing him as he held his cock deep in her cunt as Jack slid his cock into her ass. When he was fully inside, the three of them moaned and then remained still a moment.
“Heaven and then some. Fuck,” Jack said, and they started to move. Both men thrust in and out of her ass and pussy as she held on for the ride. She was thrusting back and then down when Bailey licked her breast and caught a nipple with tongue and teeth. “Oh!” she exclaimed and cried out. They were grunting, moaning, and cursing about how tight and good she felt.
“Fuck, baby, you make me wild. I’ll never get enough. Fucking never. Fuck!” Bailey exclaimed.
Jack roared his release. “Grrr.” He came.
Donata cried out her release, and as Jack pulled out, Bailey lifted up, pulled out of her, turned her around, and bent her over the bale of hay. “I need to feel it, too. Fuck,” he said and slid his cock into her ass and began to str
oke into her. She moaned and rocked back against his cock then slid her fingers down over her pussy and fingered herself.
“Holy fuck, it looks as good as it sounds,” Slogan said, joining them in the barn. She looked at him as he watched her with hunger in his eyes. She felt brazen, needy, as she thrust back and rocked her hips, moaning louder and fingering her cunt as they watched.
“I can’t take it. Fuck, I can’t hold back,” Bailey said and growled loudly as he came in her ass. He kissed her neck, her back, and cupped her breasts. “Mine, woman. You’re mine forever,” he said, and she laid her head against her arm, trying to calm her breathing.
As Bailey pulled out, Slogan approached. “Grab her clothes. We’ve got plans.” Slogan lifted her up into his arms and carried her out of the barn, across the yard, and into the house.
“Slogan, someone might see,” she reprimanded.
“No worries. Everyone will know you’re ours and off-limits soon enough.” He brought her inside.
Turbo and Harley already had their shirts off.
“Wild?” Turbo asked.
“All I’m saying is that our little woman was fingering herself as Bailey had her bent over the bale of hay with his cock deep in her ass.”
“God damn. I’m ready for some of that,” Turbo said and slapped his hands together and then rubbed them. By the time they got her to the bedroom and laid her out on the bed, she felt aroused and ready for another round.
Turbo tapped a tube of lube in his palm as Slogan spread her thighs and immediately fell between her legs to feast on her cunt. She gripped his hair and lifted her pelvis. “Oh God, please. Please, Slogan.” She screamed out in a high pitch as he did something to her clit. He chuckled warm breath against her folds, and she shivered as Harley cupped her breasts and licked the tips one after the other.
“Let’s do this,” Harley stated. Slogan stood up, and Harley lifted her into his arms and impaled her right onto his thick, hard shaft.
She gasped, gripped his shoulders, and saw the intense look in his eyes before he gripped her hair and drew her close to kiss her. He plunged his tongue into her mouth deeply as he lay back on the bed, and then she felt the cool liquid hit her anus. A moment later Turbo pressed the tip of his cock to her ass and slid right in. The three of them moaned, and then the bed dipped.
“Me, too, doll,” Slogan said, and she lifted up, panted, and jerked as Harley thrust upward and Turbo stroked hard into her ass. His hands gripped her shoulders, and Harley’s hand gripped her hair and head and brought her lower to suck Slogan’s cock. They had complete control over her body, over what she was doing next, and it aroused her so much she came. She sucked on Slogan’s cock, and Harley and Turbo thrust into her ass and cunt faster and deeper.
“Ours. All ours,” Turbo exclaimed and came in her ass.
“Me,” Slogan said, pulling his cock from her mouth. Harley continued to thrust up into her as Turbo pulled from her ass and Slogan took his place. They were so fast, so wild, and all she could do was hold on to Harley.
“Grip my shoulders. Shove that ass back against his cock and down over mine and fuck us good. Let us in deep. As deep as we can get, baby. You’re so fucking hot and sexy. Fuck, I’m there, Donata. I’m so fucking there,” Harley said through clenched teeth and came.
“Fuck, Harley, why the hell do you have to run your mouth? Damn!” Slogan said and came inside of her ass. Harley and Turbo chuckled.
“It’s her and this body. She’s perfection and she’s all ours, always,” Harley said and kissed her lips as Slogan pulled from her ass.
She couldn’t move. She lay there until Harley pulled her into his arms and carried her to the shower. He washed her up, kissed her tenderly, then Turbo and Slogan dried her off and passed her to Brady, who pulled her into his arms and carried her to the kitchen so they could feed her. Donata smiled and hugged Brady tight. She could do this every day for the rest of her life with these men. Somehow she had fallen in love with them.
Chapter Nine
Kendrick whistled as he came into the kitchen through the back door with Pierce, Frankie, Lou, and Tex on his heels. Donata, a gorgeous brunette their friends had rescued, was bent over emptying the dishwasher in the kitchen.
“No wonder they haven’t called us back in a few days,” Tex said, and Donata turned around, eyes wide, breasts pouring from a blouse she wore.
Jack chuckled and stood up from the table where he had been looking at his laptop screen.
“I’m Kendrick McCann, ma’am, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” Kendrick said, reaching out to shake her hand, his eyes absorbing every inch of the woman.
Jack wrapped his arm around her waist and held her to him.
“He’s harmless, just a horny fuck out to snag any woman he can,” Jack said. Kendrick placed his hand over his chest, pretending to be offended as his brothers laughed behind him.
Donata smiled, and Kendrick thought she was gorgeous.
“Meet our buddies, Kendrick, Pierce, Frankie, Lou, and Tex.” Jack introduced them, and Kendrick’s brothers each shook Donata’s hand and checked her out.
“I thought I heard trouble come into the house,” Brady said, joining them in the kitchen. They shook hands and greeted one another as Frankie looked in the refrigerator and took out some beers, passing them out.
“Beer, Donata?” he asked her, and Donata shook her head. Jack brought her along with him toward the laptop and offered her a seat.
“What’s going on?” Bailey asked, coming in next and kissing Donata’s shoulder then caressing her arm.
“The questions is, what’s going on with all of you and this gorgeous woman? She has to be out of her mind to be sticking around you guys,” Pierce teased then took a slug of beer. The guys smirked.
“Donata’s too smart to fall for your lies. So what’s going on?” Brady asked.
Turbo, Harley, Covan, and Slogan walked into the room and everyone said hello. Kendrick watched how attentive the men were with Donata. Seemed that they had all snagged themselves one gorgeous, classy woman. The lucky bastards.
“Not too much. We haven’t heard from you guys in a while, then got that message from Bailey this morning looking for intel on that location. We thought it better we come over in person and discuss the mission,” Frankie said to them. Kendrick saw his friend’s facial expressions go serious.
“Jack, maybe you and Donata could head out to town for a little bit like you wanted to do later so we can go over some business with the guys?” Bailey suggested.
“What’s going on? What mission?” Donata asked, sounding and looking concerned.
Harley placed his hands on her shoulders.
“Nothing for you to be concerned over,” Harley said to her and kissed her neck.
She turned to look at him and then back at Kendrick and the others. “It sounds concerning. A mission? I thought there weren’t any more. That you guys were done,” She said to Bailey, Slogan, and Brady.
“Donata, it’s business, and they’re going on the mission and we’re helping on intel. It isn’t anything for you to be concerned over. Why don’t you grab a sweater, and Jack will take you into town to check it out?” Harley said to her.
She swallowed hard, and Kendrick could tell that his friends cared a lot for this woman. Hell, they were going to risk their lives, head out to Saudi Arabia, and kill the man who wanted her in his bed. One look at the woman and those striking green eyes and no wonder they were acting so possessive. She was gorgeous, and it appeared they were all into her big time. Kendrick was shocked to learn that they wanted to retire from their military jobs and start changing plans for their futures. Not him and his brothers. No woman, no situation, would make them stop living the life, surviving on danger and chaos as American soldiers knew how to do. They each breathed, slept, and ate the soldier life.
Jack took her hand.
“We’ll head out now. Come on, I’ll go with you.”
“Nice meeting you, Donata
. I’m sure we’ll see you later,” Pierce said to her. She nodded and gave a cordial smile, but she wasn’t stupid. She knew something was going on, and she would figure out it was about her. Kendrick watched her exit the room with Jack.
“We have a set up downstairs in the basement. We can head down there and go over what you have for us,” Bailey said to them.
“You sure you want to risk leaving that woman and the safety of this soil?” Tex asked, arms crossed in front of his chest.
“What choice do we have, Tex? We explained the situation. Admere sent in people to try and find her. We heard from Collin this morning. Some of our other buddies picked up on suspicious individuals following them and their women. They were taken care of, but it won’t stop there. We have no choice. We need to take this fucking asshole out. He won’t stop until he gets his hands on Donata, and that isn’t going to happen,” Harley stated as they all headed down into the basement, closing the door behind them.
“It’s a big risk. Maybe he’ll give up if you and your friends keep taking out the men he sends?” Lou suggested.
“No, he won’t. He’s obsessed with her, and he’s still trying to bring his shit into the States,” Brady stated.
“How about Coleman? Anything on him yet?” Covan asked them.
“Nothing. It’s like the guy disappeared off the face of the planet,” Frankie said.
“Well, maybe he realized he fucked up and in order to stay alive he needs to stay clear of Admere and his dealings as well as Donata. Why don’t we go over what you guys have for us?” Bailey said to them.
“By the way, whichever four are going on this mission, it’s going to be a bitch. You could wind up stranded for several days before you can get another ride out. The window of opportunity is super small. There’s just too many men surrounding the facility at any given time to take them all out. If a few of us came along with you guys, we might have a better shot,” Tex said.
“No. This is our battle and it’s personal. No need to risk your lives for this,” Brady said to them.
“We’re your friends, fellow troops, and we have gone through plenty of shit over the years with the seven of you. This is no different. We know you all want to go, but you can’t. Some need to stay here and watch your woman. We’re offering to go, too,” Pierce said.
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