Love

by Jaxon, Andi

  “What have I done to deserve this?”

  “You’re off saving the world, the least we could do is give you some good spank bank material.”

  “Well, get fucking to it,” his voice has dropped to a growl sending a zip up my spine.

  Wrapping my hair around her hand, Avery pulls my lips to hers, ravaging my mouth.

  “Stand up, Sweets,” Charlie demands, Avery chuckling.

  “You heard the man, stand up, show him what he’s missing.”

  Avery moves to stand behind me, the rubber cock of the strap-on, teasing me.

  With her fingers on my clit, my legs start trembling.

  “Please let me cum.”

  “Should we let her cum?”

  “Yes,” Charlie commands.

  With that one word, I let go and ride Avery’s fingers. One arm wraps around her neck, my knees threatening to give out.

  “Oh fuck, oh god.”

  “On your knees,” Avery growls in my ear.

  Dropping to my knees, I suck on her cock.

  She thrusts into my mouth, Charlie groans as if he can feel it.

  “Sugar, that is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. We’ll definitely be playing with that when I get home.”

  Lifting my eyes to her, I see her smirk. We’ve missed this, the two of us together.

  Pulling the dildo from my lips, Avery pulls me up by my hair. She attacks my mouth, sucking my bottom lip and biting it, her tongue commanding mine.

  “Fuck,” Charlie snarls from the screen.

  Turning to face him, we can see him stroking himself. Licking my lips, I can’t take my eyes off of it.

  A hard slap on my ass reminds me that we aren’t done with our show. Placing my chest on the table, putting my face directly in front of the computer. Avery drags a hand down one cheek before using her foot to widen my stance.

  I see Avery in the video, watching her prepare to fuck me has juices dripping down my legs. Charlie has stopped stroking himself, too wrapped up in the show.

  Feeling the tip of the cock, my breathing hitches.

  “Look at me, Sweets,” Charlie’s voice snaps my head up.

  Keeping my eyes open as Avery slams into me, I want to close my eyes, but Charlie needs to see me.

  My walls stretch, my fingers grip the table turning my knuckles white. Staring at Charlie, I can see he’s hanging on by a thread.

  “Fuck her, Sugar. Fuck her hard.”

  “As you wish…”

  Gripping my hips Avery forces my body to take just a little more before pulling out and slamming back in. Over and over, she hammers away at my pussy, giving Charlie the show he so desperately wants.

  “Touch yourself, baby. You have to cum with us,” Avery says to me.

  Watching the screen intently, Charlie wraps his hand around his cock and starts pumping at a furious pace.

  “Sweets, lift up, I want to see those tits swing.”

  Up on my hands, I brace myself on the table as Avery continues to hammer away at my pussy.

  Avery’s moans change to a higher pitch, she’s close.

  “You want to cum, baby? You wait for all of us.”

  I don’t know which one of us he’s talking too, but I can’t wait much longer.

  “Cum, cum right now!”

  All three of us cry out, tensing and trembling as orgasms claim us.

  Avery pulls out, making me wince as the rubber rubs against my sensitive skin.

  “Fuck, I love you two so much.”

  Avery bends over the table, giving Charlie an eyeful of her tits.

  “We love you too, Cocktapus.”

  A knock on the door on Charlie’s end tells us that our time together has ended. We all press our hands to the screen, wishing that we could touch for real.

  “See you soon,” we all say in unison before the call ends.

  22

  Amber

  It’s been a few days, but we arrive bright and early ready to collect Emma for her birthday festivities. Jimmy grumbles as he lets us in.

  “You can’t turn twenty-one and not start the day off with mimosas!” Katie squeals as we push her out of bed.

  “Put some clothes on and let's go, I need coffee before I kill someone. You can’t say I don’t love you.” I grumble.

  “Don’t mind the she-beast, she’s only had one cup of coffee.” Avery places a sloppy kiss on my cheek before prancing out of the room.

  “Does that bitch wake up with sparkles and sunshine?” Emma grumbles.

  “No, it must be the red bull she brewed her coffee with this morning,” I tell her.

  “It’s easier if you just go with it, trust me,” Katie tells Emma.

  Emma pulls on some clothes before turning toward the kitchen.

  “Oh, no bitch! If I don’t get any, neither do you. Besides, we have reservations for breakfast and mani’s,” I say as I push her toward the front door.

  “Shouldn’t I tell Jimmy bye or something?” Emma says.

  “Bitch, please. That’s what cell phones are for. Get your cute ass out the door.”

  Hanging her head, she follows us out the door.

  * * *

  The Duck Dive is one of our favorite spots, the food is amazing, the atmosphere fun, and they put whiskey in my coffee.

  “Happy Birthday! Your first mimosa is on the house!” the waitress tells Emma.

  We order and discuss our plans for the day.

  “Next, we have mani appointment, then it’s back to Katie’s to change. Then we do some bar hopping, dancing, maybe get some dinner if we remember, before ending up at The Mission,” Avery says.

  “That sounds like a long ass day,” Katie says. “My feet are going to be huge.”

  “Sorry, not sorry, prego.” Avery gives her a wink.

  I shovel food into my mouth as soon as it arrives, I need carbs to absorb the liquor I’m about to dump into my system. Talk is at a minimum as we all eat, this food is amazing, seriously, so damn good.

  “Okay, let's get a move on,”Katie demands.,

  “Alright ladies, let's get dressed to impress!” Katie leads toward the car, and we chuckle as we follow behind her.

  * * *

  Standing in Katie’s spare room, we get dressed; small touches and soft caresses slowing us down. When we finally leave the room, Katie is dressed, glowing in her cocktail dress and round belly, but Emma is nowhere to be found.

  Avery heads down the hall and bangs on the bathroom door.

  “Are you done or do we need to come in there?” Avery yells.

  “Shut up! Not everyone is born gorgeous!” Emma yells through the door.

  “Hurry up, Hooker! We gotta pre-game!” Avery yells on her way to the kitchen.

  A few minutes later, Emma appears in the doorway and she looks stunning. There’s no way Jimmy will be able to say ‘no’ to those long bare legs and pouty lips.

  “So, what’s the plan? Get our drink on here, then head over to The Mission?” Emma asks hopefully.

  “Oh, no. We have drinks, dancing, more drinks, maybe dinner, then The Mission. Take this shot and let's get going,” I tell her as Avery hands her a shot glass.

  AVERY

  Corrupting Emma is too much fun, we’ve had plenty of shots and dancing to last a lifetime. I can’t help but laugh at Katie’s swaying belly as she attempts to dance. Since she’s having twins, her belly is huge even though she is only six months along. Emma is dancing behind Katie both laughing, obviously having a good time. This is exactly what we all needed, let loose and have some fun.

  Shots continue to get passed around until we can’t remember why we're here, where we are, or how long we’ve been there.

  After a while, Katie rounds us up to head to The Mission, got to get Emma home after all. I’m pretty sure herding drunk people is like herding cats, a lot of work and not much cooperation.

  Once we get to The Mission, I find us some young studs to dance with and turn on some skanky songs, mostly to make Jimmy jealous.
He doesn’t want to admit it, but it works; steam is basically shooting out of his ears.

  Emma disappears outside for a few minutes with her dance partner while Amber and I start sobering up by switching to water. Jimmy has locked himself in the storeroom when Emma yanks the door open, obviously upset and starts yelling for Jimmy.

  The poor girl is having a panic attack, but before we can really do anything, Jimmy is scooping her up and heading upstairs. Once a hero, always a hero. He’s a lot more attached to her than he wants to admit.

  Since the bar isn’t busy, it's not difficult to keep it running smoothly while Jimmy tends to Emma.

  “Last call!” Amber hollers as she wipes down the bar top.

  A few people come for fresh drinks, but it's nothing we can’t handle. Katie starts collecting empties and glasses and passing them to Amber.

  Jimmy comes down the stairs, looking a little ragged.

  “She okay?” Amber asks.

  “Yeah, she’s resting now. Do you mind sticking around for a few more minutes? I want to talk to Katie.”

  “No problem,” we say in unison.

  Katie and Jimmy disappear into the stock room while we get ready for closing. Just a few stragglers are hanging around, so we get everything wrapped up quickly.

  The tables are wiped down, the floor is swept, dishes loaded and trash is by the back door when Jimmy and Katie come back. Jimmy boots the last of the customers and closes up for the night.

  “Night Jimmy, let us know how she is tomorrow,” Amber says as the three of us head to the car.

  “Will do.”

  The door locks behind us and my phone starts ringing. Who the hell is calling me at 2:30 am?

  Pulling my phone up, I see an international number, and my heart stops.

  “Hello?”

  “Avery? This is Logan, I have some bad news…”

  “What?!? AMBER!” I scream. Suddenly Amber and Katie are beside me, Katie takes the phone and puts it on speaker.

  “Hello? Avery are you still there?” Logan says.

  “Logan? What is it? What’s wrong?” Katie says. Amber wraps me in her arms while we both try to keep our panic at bay.

  “There was an accident during a mission, Charlie was shot.”

  23

  Charlie

  “Hard-on, you need to do a better job of watching your six,” Cowboy yells from the end of the line.

  I know I‘ve been distracted since the last call with the girls, but I miss them. The thought of having a family, white picket fence, the whole nine yards with the girls is more than I could have ever imagined. I’m startled by my thoughts as shots begin to buzz past my face.

  “Shit, I thought this was supposed to be an easy patrol!” LT yells from the back. “Take cover and keep your asses alive.”

  I take off running toward the closest rock formation when I suddenly feel like I’ve been hit by a freight train, four shots to my vest mean bruised ribs and massive bruising, but I’ll live. I’m almost to formation when a buzz comes in by my ear and my neck burns. I dive behind a boulder, and that’s when I see the trail of blood.

  “Damn, that’s gonna leave a mark,” the world starts spinning as I look at my teammates.

  Bullets are flying as we trade gunfire with our enemies. I turn to my right to see where I’m bleeding from, but am met with nothing but blood. Fuck.

  “Cowboy!” I yell while almost choking on my own blood. I spit it out on the ground as I gasp for air.

  “Don’t you dare die on me fucker,” Cowboy is by my side, ready to work, I catch the worry in his eyes.

  “Damn it, Amber told me not to get shot.” I try to chuckle, but only manage to convulse from blood loss.

  “Logan…”

  “Don’t you fucking dare! I’m not doing this shit again. I WILL NOT LET YOU DIE!” Logan yells out into the world.

  “Take care of… girls for me… Promise me.” I look him dead in the eye as my teeth chatter, fear taking hold of me.

  “Charlie, if you don’t shut the fuck up.” I can feel the pain in Logan’s eyes down to my bones.

  The last thing I hear before closing my eyes is Logan screaming my name.

  * * *

  I awake with a start, and everything hurts.

  “FUUUUUCCCCK,” I groan.

  “Well, look who’s finally decided to join the land of the living,” someone says to my right.

  “I would turn my head, but the thought of moving makes me want to puke.”

  I hear a tinkle of laughter. “Well, you were through one hell of an ordeal. It’s no wonder you’re in so much pain.”

  I crack open my eyes to see a slip of a girl in a blue nurse’s uniform, I’m obviously not dead because I wouldn’t hurt this badly. Maybe if I lay on the old charm, she can hook me up with some pain medication. I open my mouth to ask where I am when I suddenly hear yelling coming from the hall.

  “The only thing I told this motherfucker to do was not get shot!”

  “What the hell, Dr. Feel Good? You were told to do one thing! One Thing! If you don’t get away from me, I’m going to drop kick the family jewels!”

  Oh shit, Logan’s in trouble. Fuck, wait, that means I’m in trouble…

  “Shit! Any chance you have anything over there that will knock me back out?”

  “Sorry, Tiger. You’re on your own with this one.” The nurse gives me a wink before heading out of the room. She isn’t even able to make it out the door before Avery and Amber come storming in.

  “What the hell is your problem, Soldier Boy? Did you forget how to duck?” Avery saunters in, eyes ablaze.

  “I guess I missed that class during training,” I barely have time to wink before Amber jumps on me full force.

  “God damn it!” I yell that hurts something fierce.

  “Amber, you need to be careful! He has bruised ribs from bullets hitting his vest as well as the neck wound,” Logan says leaning on the door frame.

  “You called us in the middle of the night, scared the shit out of us, for a damn flesh wound?” Amber turns in my lap, glaring at Logan.

  “It was a little more than a flesh wound, Sugar.” I lay a kiss on her head.

  “He damn near bled to death in the field, a bullet nicked his artery, even a centimeter to the left and I wouldn’t have been able to stop him from bleeding out.”

  “Uh huh, and you neglected to tell us that he was still breathing, that’s an important piece of information,” Amber mumbles from her position buried in my chest. This hurts like a son of a bitch, but I wouldn’t have her sitting anywhere else.

  “You didn’t give me a chance! I got out that Charlie was shot and you hung up. I figured it was more important to get him here and patched up than worry about calling you back.”

  “Dr. Feel good, your lucky Kit Kat loves you, or I would kill you right now,” Avery says as tears begin to trickle down her cheeks.

  “Come here, Sugar.” I open my other arm and watch her make her way toward the other side of the bed. Both girls are now cuddled into my side, right where they belong.

  “Next time you decide to be all heroic, don’t. If anything happens to you, I’ll bring you back so I can kill you myself,” Avery says, looking directly into my eyes.

  “Sugar, I’m not going anywhere. At least not on purpose.”

  AMBER

  “As much as I love having both of you close, this shit hurts! Logan get me some drugs!” Avery and I quickly climb out of Logan’s lap but remain seated on the edge of his bed.

  Logan takes off in search of a nurse and some pain medication. It doesn’t take long for a nurse to come back with a syringe of medication for Charlie.

  “Now that that is taken care of tell me about the nicknames, Sugar.” Charlie tries to get comfortable in the bed.

  Knowing that this is going to be hard on her, I reach for Avery’s hand and give it a squeeze.

  Avery lets out a sigh, starts picking at the blanket.

  “It was a thing that I
did with my dad. He disappeared when I was fifteen.”

  Reaching for her, Charlie puts his hand on her knee.

  “I’m so sorry, babe. What happened?”

  Letting out a humorless laugh to cover a sob, she looks up with tears in her eyes.

  “I wish I knew.”

  “Fuck. Come here.” Pulling her toward him, she settles against his side being careful not to put any pressure on his ribs.

  Seeing them like this, Charlie’s body broken and bruised, Avery’s heart scared, it heals the crack in my soul that I got when Logan called.

  I don’t think I have ever been more scared in my entire life than I was when we got that phone call. Just hearing Avery scream my name across the parking lot had me believing the worst. Katie immediately jumped into action, got us to the airport and on a plane within two hours.

  I spent the entire plane ride going over every worse case scenario. Charlie missing a limb, in a coma, any number of things, all of which lead to us losing Charlie. I don’t think either of us could handle that.

  Logan’s chuckle brings me back to the present, I know it's not his fault, but I want to hurt him. Damn, Logan is lucky that Katie loves him so much or I would sick Avery on him. Charlie must sense Avery and my murderous intent.

  “You two behave, for all I know this asshole saved my life.”

  “No, Newb saved your life actually,” Logan chimes in.

  “He did what?!” we all shout in unison.

  “Damn it, I was really counting on hating that fucker for the rest of his life,” I mumble under my breath

  “His life?” Charlie asks.

  “Yeah, I’m too pretty to hold on to all that hate. In your line of work, I figure there is a pretty good chance I’ll outlive him. So, for the rest of his life…”

  “That’s fucked up,” Logan says to me before continuing on with the story.

  “Yup, when the gunfire started he had your six. Made sure you and he only had some minor bruising, although he wasn’t able to stop you from taking a bullet, it would have been a hell of a lot worse if not for him.” Logan nods his head toward Charlie’s neck all bandaged up, with a little blood seeping through. Probably from the cuddle session with us.