Dare to Love

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “My turn,” Taylor whispered as Warner pulled out of her, making her moan and then exhale.

  Taylor pressed between her thighs and immediately stroked a finger up into her cunt.

  “Taylor,” she gasped and he thrust his fingers in and out.

  “Just making sure that you’re nice and wet so we don’t hurt you,” he said and then pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. He pressed the tip to her entrance and then held her gaze.

  “You want me, like I want you,” he asked.

  “Yes,” she said, holding his gaze. His blue eyes sparkled with desire and mischief. She almost chuckled.

  She ran her hands up and down his chest as he eased his cock deeper. He went slowly. Too slowly as she wiggled, wanting, needing the deep sensation she felt with Warner.

  “Please, Taylor. I need it,” she said to him.

  He looked a little shocked at her confession but then he eased deeper and deeper and then pulled out and thrust back into her cunt. From there on out she held on tight and gasped for breath, for every stroke from Taylor’s cock collided against the internal muscles and he felt so hard, it made her come and scream out his name.

  She shook her head side to side and then cried out as he pinched her nipple. When she felt his finger go over her anus and press against the puckered hole she lost it. Mercedes cried out as she came.

  “So fucking hot. She needs a cock in her ass. She wants it,” Taylor said to his brothers but held her gaze as he lifted her thighs higher and pounded into her pussy until he shook and came inside of her.

  Taylor hugged her to him and kissed her tenderly. He eased out of her and Kurt was there to pull her into his arms and lift her up onto his body. She straddled him and held his gaze, her eyes locked onto his muscular chest and the smoothness of his skin. She couldn’t resist caressing him and apparently her doing so made his cock grow bigger and harder. She felt it underneath her ass.

  * * * *

  Kurt’s heart was pounding inside of his chest. He waited for this moment, had fought getting here for foolish reasons, and now it was time to let go and give Mercedes all of him as she gave all of her.

  He lifted her up by her hips.

  “Take my cock, baby. Slide down on it with this sexy, wet pussy and ride me. Things are going to get crazy,” he told her.

  She swallowed hard as she did what he said and then she sat on top of him, his cock in her cunt and her palms against his chest. She looked scared, unsure, and he cupped her cheeks. She was delicate, precious, and he would never allow any harm to come to her. That protective feeling filled his gut.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “I don’t know what to do,” she said and shyly looked down as she lifted up and then sunk back down.

  “You’re doing it. Just like that. Get used to my cock being inside of you and then just follow the sensations. Rock those hips. Fuck me hard, Mercedes, like you own me,” he said to her.

  That seemed to do the trick because she began to set a nice steady pace and as she mastered the general technique she went faster.

  He could feel his cock harden and knew it wouldn’t be long before he came.

  “Watching my brothers fuck you for the first time was incredible, baby.”

  “I’m glad I waited,” she gasped as he thrust upward when she thrust down.

  “That it was the three of you,” she said and he thrust upward again. Then he felt her tense so he pulled her down for a kiss, knowing that Taylor was behind her with the tube of lube.

  In and out she rode him faster as Taylor whispered to her and Warner washed up in the bathroom. He returned, cock in hand and ready for her mouth.

  “We’re going to take you together, Mercedes. Just relax those muscles and you’ll be just fine. We don’t want to hurt you, so you tell us if it hurts and if you need us to stop,” Taylor told her and then he must have applied some of the lube to her anus because she gasped and then thrust back.

  “That’s it. You like my fingers in your ass you’re going to love my cock,” Taylor said. His words made Mercedes moan. They also made Kurt’s cock grow thicker.

  “Ease her up. I’ve got something for her,” Warner said and he appeared by her side, his cock in hand.

  “You ready to taste me?” he asked her and she nodded her head.

  Warner gently pulled her face toward his cock and then she opened for him and began to lick and suck him.

  Kurt thrust upward as Taylor pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his cock.

  Mercedes moaned and grunted as she sucked on Warner’s cock. Kurt thrust upward faster and Taylor pushed his cock all the way inside of her. It was wild and so intense he felt himself begin to come no matter how hard he tried holding back.

  Kurt came first and then Warner. Mercedes licked Warner clean and then Warner kissed her. But he had to release his hold on her as Taylor gripped Mercedes’s hips and thrust into her ass four more times as he came. He shook and then gasped for breath before kissing her spine and then easing out of her ass.

  Kurt felt Mercedes collapse against his chest. He pulled from her pussy, caressed along her back, and then held her tight until she felt limp and motionless in his arms.

  Warner caressed her hair from her cheeks.

  “Is she sleeping?” Kurt asked as Taylor washed his cock with the washcloth and then stepped into his boxers.

  He had another one for Mercedes.

  “Sleeping I think.”

  Kurt ran his hands up and down her curves. He thought about this moment, these sensations for so long, they almost seemed unreal.

  “She’s finally ours,” he whispered, placing a possessive hand over her bare ass.

  “She sure is,” Taylor said and caressed her hair.

  Warner stared at her as he sat on the side of the bed next to them.

  “She’s in danger, and it’s our job to ensure they never find her or try to take her again.”

  Kurt scrunched his eyes together.

  “What have you learned? You know something?” Taylor asked and Kurt felt his chest tighten and his gut clench with worry. He thought about the bidding war and the pictures online. Warner explained to Taylor.

  “Are you fucking kidding me? Over a million dollars? There’ll be fucking psychos looking for her. What do we do? How do we protect her?” Taylor asked.

  “We do what we do best. Protect what’s ours. Get everyone on board and on guard. She’s our woman. No one is going to lay a hand on her or hurt her ever again,” Warner stated firmly.

  Chapter 7

  “What do you have, Pinto? Please tell me something that will make our buddies Taylor, Warner, and Kurt a little happier,” Gemini asked as he looked toward Pinto. Pinto had been typing away on the computer after getting a hit with a contact to special order a woman of his choice for the right place in South Carolina.

  “Bingo! I think I have a name and a company,” Pinto said aloud.

  “Fantastic. Slick, Breaker, you ready to start snooping?”

  “We’re ready, Gemini. I’m going to love when we get our hands on these assholes. It’s going to be fun,” Breaker said.

  “Okay, here we go. The company is listed as R.J. S. National. The name associated with this company as far as I could find out is a Randall Syvretson. I am sending Breaker the pages now,” Slick said and hit send.

  Breaker sat forward in his seat and started typing away.

  “Well?” Gemini pushed.

  “Not such a low level operation. Security is high around a seven. I’ll need a little time.”

  “Pinto, look up this guy Randall Syvretson. Find out everything you can on him,” Gemini said.

  “You got it,” Pinto replied and began to work as well.

  Gemini looked at his phone and saw it was Warner texting. He called him back.

  “Hey, buddy, how did last night go?” he asked, knowing that Mercedes was with them and they hadn’t planned on letting her out of their sight. He thought that was the best
idea.

  “It went well.”

  “You breaking down those walls she’s got up so you can gain her trust?” he asked as they had talked about Warner leaving the job and no longer taking on private missions.

  “I believe that is no longer a problem.”

  Gemini smiled. He felt that twinge of envy. He wished he and his brothers could be as close as they used to be.

  “I’m happy for you and your brothers. We’ll do our best to keep her safe. I have part of an update but we’re still working on things.”

  “What do you have?” Warner asked.

  “The name of the company setting up these bidding sites and the name of someone involved in the company. Not sure if he’s an owner or not but his first name starts with the initials of the company name. R.J.S. International. His name is Randall Syvretson.”

  “Don’t know the name or the company. Where is it located?”

  “That’s the thing—there are addresses for both Virginia and North Carolina. We’re working on it.”

  “Wonderful. Keep me updated. I’ll probably be over there in a while.”

  Gemini chuckled.

  “Don’t leave your woman, Warner. We’ve got this and we’ll let you know right away if there’s an update.”

  “Thanks.”

  * * * *

  Warner rubbed his whiskers as he leaned against the bathroom counter. He was worried. Having Mercedes, taking her virginity and making love to her was amazing last night. He wanted her out of harm’s way, but his gut said the danger was still prevalent.

  “Warner?”

  He heard her voice and looked toward the doorway. She stood there holding a shirt against the front of her.

  “I can’t find my clothes,” she whispered.

  He smirked. Taylor had hid them knowing she would probably want to get up and get ready for work, but he wanted the morning with her still.

  Warner stepped closer, pulled her toward him by the shirt she held, and then pulled the shirt away. He grabbed her hips and looked her body over.

  “You don’t need any clothes. Not with this sexy body.”

  “I’ll need them for work, silly,” she said to him and then ran the palms of her hands up his chest.

  She was so sweet, sexy, feminine, and precious that he felt protective of her. He didn’t want to expose her to any more pain or fear. He wanted to keep her surrounded and that possessive feeling had him pulling her closer.

  “Worry about it later. Right now, you and I are going to take a nice long shower.”

  He kissed her softly on the lips and then turned her around and slapped her ass.

  “Warner,” she scolded, reaching back to caress where he spanked her.

  “With an ass like yours it’s too tempting,” he told her as she started the water up.

  Warner let his eyes roam over Mercedes’s backside as she stepped under the spray. When she raised her arms up to wet her hair, he could see the outline of her large breasts. He watched the water trickle down her spine then over the curve of her ass that stuck out just so. He grabbed a hold of her hips and pressed his cock against the crack of her ass.

  He ran a palm along her hips then across one cheek. She was small compared to him that his one hand looked so large against her body.

  “I love this ass. I can’t wait to shove my dick in deep and make you come, calling my name,” he said, using his palm to slide over her waist then to her mound. He cupped it and she moaned.

  She went to lower her arms but he scolded her.

  “Keep those hands on the wall. Palms down.”

  She did as he told her. She shivered and he kissed her shoulder.

  “Good girl,” he whispered then kissed her shoulder again.

  “Now open for me. Widen that stance and let me feel that pussy.”

  He slowly stroked a finger up into her cunt and then used his other hand to pull her hips back toward him so her ass would stick out.

  She rocked her hips in rhythm to his finger thrusts and then he pulled his fingers from her cunt and used the cream to press over her anus.

  “Oh God, Warner, you’re wild. You know just how to touch me,” she said to him, feeding his ego, making his cock grow harder.

  He licked her skin by her neck then put some pressure on a sensitive spot there. She lowered more and widened her stance.

  “I’ve got something for you.”

  “Mmm…I wonder what it is?” she asked and he pressed the tip of his cock to her pussy from behind. She tilted forward and he pressed into her.

  He tried to go slow but he couldn’t. The way her ass stuck out just waiting for one of their cocks to sink into her turned him on. Then there was this part of him so set on claiming her, marking her his woman and his brothers’ in hope that it would keep those men at bay. It was such a primal thought. It made no sense yet every part of him needed to do it. To release his seed into her body and to have every part of her so no one but him, Taylor, and Kurt would ever have her.

  He pulled back and thrust into her pussy. He repeated the strokes slowly, penetrating deeply. She kept her hands on the wall and he could see her breasts bouncing with every deep thrust.

  “You feel so fucking good, baby. So good,” he said.

  “More, Warner. More,” she begged and he lost it. He reached up and gripped her shoulders and thrust up into her. Easing his hands along her arms and then to her hips, he pulled back on them and began to stroke faster and faster into her pussy. He lowered down a little and began to rock and thrust, trying to ease the itch, the need to mark her, claim her, until he heard her cry out his name. Then he let go. He gave her all of him. His cock, his seed, his fucking heart. All of him, and he knew he would never be the same man again. He thrust a few more times, coming inside her as the anxiety and worry turned to contentedness. Mercedes was safe, right here in his arms, where she belonged.

  * * * *

  “You need to stop teasing him. He’s not always grumpy,” Mercedes said to Taylor, giving him a look as Taylor joked about Warner’s attitude. She thought he was a hard man. Intimidation oozed from him but it didn’t frighten her like it had before.

  She touched Warner’s shoulder and gave him a sympathetic look. That earned Taylor a shake of Warner’s head and a dirty look.

  “He’s got a piss-poor attitude and thinks he’s the boss of the house.”

  “Me? Look at fucking Kurt,” Warner replied. It was obvious that Warner wanted the attention to go away from him.

  “Why are you bringing me into this? I don’t say shit,” Kurt said and gave a firm expression toward his brothers.

  Mercedes chuckled.

  Kurt was pretty damn tough. He didn’t say much but he sure was big and strong. He barked words more than spoke them, but she didn’t think he meant to.

  Kurt’s expression was straight faced. She swallowed hard. Maybe he did have a mean streak after all. Perhaps she really needed to push for answers about what Warner and Kurt do for a living.

  “Let’s sit and eat before it gets cold,” Taylor said, placing the dish of scrambled eggs onto the table. Kurt held out a chair for her and she sat down between him and Warner. Taylor took the seat across from her.

  Taylor looked at his brothers and then at her as they served her eggs and bacon before serving themselves.

  “Next time I get to sit next to my woman.” He pouted and then winked at her. She felt her belly tighten and she got all giddy inside. These men were so incredible. She was seeing sides of them she didn’t know existed.

  She took a bite of eggs and everyone was quiet. She couldn’t help but to wonder about Kurt and Warner’s jobs so she asked.

  “What exactly do the two of you do for a living?”

  She looked at Kurt who glanced at Warner and then at Taylor. Warner kept chewing and then Kurt put his fork down.

  “It’s not a job we can discuss with you,” he said and she felt the rush of insult, sadness, maybe a bit of negativity about herself and how they saw her. Wh
y couldn’t they tell her? Was she not important enough? Did they not think of her the way she thought of them?

  “We’re not at liberty to discuss our jobs, what we’ve been involved in, and continue to be involved in, with anyone. Don’t take offense to it, Mercedes,” Warner said in that tone he had that was all commanding and in charge.

  She lowered her eyes. “I’m not offended,” she whispered and then picked her fork up and pretended like the comment didn’t bother her.

  Warner placed his arm over the back of her chair and caressed her hair.

  “Don’t be insulted or upset. Our jobs are with the government, honey. We do things that no one can know about.”

  “Dangerous things?” she asked, looking at Warner.

  “Yes,” he whispered.

  She glanced at his chest and he followed her line of sight. He lifted her hand and placed her palm over the more recent scar he had.

  “You have nothing to worry about. I’m not going to continue that job. My focus is on you and my brothers. All the things I’ve done in the past, the missions, the fighting, the surviving, are behind me. You’re my number one priority.” He pressed her closer by the back of her shoulder and neck and he kissed her.

  She felt so connected to these men. She worried, and her mind wondered how dangerous their jobs were and whether they killed anyone or came close to death themselves. But she didn’t ask them. It would be rude and it wasn’t right to ask such a question. She glanced at Kurt who stared at her.

  “You still look like you have questions.”

  “No I don’t,” she said to Kurt and then took a bite of her forkful of eggs.

  Kurt touched her chin and gave her that superior expression. He then raised one of his eyebrows up at her.

  “What? I’m not lying.”

  “Honey, I can read you like a book. You’re too sweet, too honest and real to hide your emotions,” Kurt said to her and brushed his thumb along her chin.

  “You can read me.”

  “I sure can. I know when you’re happy and having a good day and when something excites you. I know when you’re worried, and even when you’re afraid.”