by Lacey Thorn
She glanced back and found him stripping the clothes from his body. Hers, she thought possessively. They were all hers.
She crawled onto the bed and straddled Liam’s feet, slowly inching her way up. Her knees widened at his hips, and she couldn’t resist dropping her hips so her pussy rubbed along his hard shaft. They both moaned. Liam clenched his hands on her ass cheeks before giving her a sharp slap.
“You don’t want to tease me,” he warned. But she liked to tease him. She liked the spanks, the sharp pleasure he gave that rode the edge of pain. She could easily come to crave it.
He kept his hands on her ass, moving her along as she walked her knees up the outside of his chest and widened them further at his shoulders. Showing his impatience, his hunger, he jerked her down to him and thrust his tongue deep in her channel. She could feel her pussy trying desperately to clench around his thrusting appendage as her cream spilled onto his tongue.
He moaned, and the vibration sent ripples of pleasure coursing up her spine. She leaned forward, her hands gripping the top of the headboard as she rode his tongue. He ate her like a man starved, as if she were the sweetest treat he’d ever tasted. He was merciless as he worked her higher and higher until she was screaming with another orgasm.
He jerked his mouth away, nipped the inside of her thigh hard with his teeth and panted. “Get on my cock. Ride me hard and fast.”
She struggled to obey, her body slow with orgasm. Hands reached for her and helped pull her back down Liam’s chest until his cock was just where she needed it to be, nudging her pussy.
“No,” Liam cried out. “Turn her around. I want to watch her ass while she rides me.”
She didn’t think she could manage it and probably wouldn’t have had the coordination at the moment if it wasn’t for Adrian and Rafe. They helped her turn until she was facing away from Liam. Slowly, so slowly, she sank down onto his shaft, feeling her channel expand to accept his width. So good, so fucking good she didn’t ever want to not feel one of them inside her.
When he was all the way in, his hands came up and held her tight against him. She cried out as he sat up behind her, his chest coming up to rub along her back. His grip tightened and his cock flexed inside as his teeth grazed her shoulder.
“My dick feels so good buried in your hot cunt. You ready to fuck me, darling? Ready to make me come?”
“Yes,” she hissed on a slow exhale as he pressed deeper.
“Then fuck me,” he commanded.
She lifted up and slowly lowered back down, bracing her hands on his bunched thighs. Again and again, she slipped up and down his length, gaining momentum with every stroke. She moaned and panted, enjoying the sound of him doing the same behind her. His fingers palmed her ass, and she was just waiting for the first sharp slap to grace the globe.
Rafe and Adrian came to stand at the foot of the bed, their cocks bobbing up just begging for her hands or mouth. She wanted to reach for them, licking her lips greedy for a taste, but there was no way she could reach them in her current position.
The first slap fell across her ass.
“Don’t slow down, darling. Ride my dick.”
Another slap fell as she did her best to slide back into the rhythm she’d had before Rafe and Adrian sidetracked her with thoughts of tasting them, touching them. Liam slapped her ass again and again. She was so close to coming, almost at the top of what promised to be the best orgasm yet, when he stopped.
“No!” she wailed.
His husky laugh sounded behind her as he lifted her up just a bit. “Let me adjust a bit, Kat.” He almost slipped free as he moved, bending his legs to the side until he could brace on his knees, lifting her up with him, so he could turn and come back down to the bed on them. With him on his knees, she sat on his lap, her legs spread wide around his thighs.
“You want to suck those cocks? Hungry?” Liam whispered at her ear.
“Oh, God, yes,” she moaned with anticipation.
With another husky chuckle, he went back up onto his knees, throwing her forward with his motion this time. She threw her hands out automatically to catch herself, and that easily, she found herself on her hands and knees with both cocks exactly where she needed them.
Liam began a fast and furious fucking behind her, and the sound of smacking flesh filled the room. Her hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly as she licked her lips again and opened her mouth wide in invitation.
Rafe and Adrian both stepped forward. Rafe rubbed his cock across her lips, and she was able to flick her tongue across the head once before he moved back. She cried out in disappointment, and Adrian was there, brushing her lips and letting her get a taste of him.
“Feels so good, mi amor,” Rafe crooned. “That sweet little tongue licking over my cock. I’m going to fuck your mouth, watch my cock sink in, watch those cheeks hollow out as you suck me.”
“Fuck, yeah,” Adrian agreed. “She looks hungry, hungry enough to eat both our cocks.”
She moaned, Liam’s intense fucking robbing her of the air needed to speak. She was incoherent with lust and a raging animalistic need that almost had her howling in frustration as they toyed with her, teasing her with brief tastes of their cocks.
The next one who leaned in was Adrian. She caught him off guard, latching on and sucking him deep, her tongue rubbing wantonly along the bottom of his shaft.
“Fuck,” he cried, but she fought him as he tried to pull free. “You want my cock, baby?” He moaned as she sucked harder, swirling her tongue and letting Liam’s hard thrusts move her head back and forth on Adrian’s dick.
Rafe’s hand went to his cock, and he caressed it from root to tip. “She looks gorgeous with a cock in her mouth. Almost as good as she looks with one of our mouths on her cunt, eating that pussy."
“Fuck her mouth,” Liam ordered, his hips jerking behind her. “I’m going to come.” One hand slipped under her and began playing with her clit, rubbing and pressing over it. “Come with me. Let me feel your pussy milk my cock. Fuck!” He swore and tried to pull free.
Kat reached back with one hand sinking her nails into his hip and almost choking herself on Adrian’s cock as she fought to keep Liam buried deep. He wasn’t wearing a condom. In the heat of the moment, they’d forgotten. She was on the pill, so pregnancy was not a worry. And quite frankly, she’d had them bare in her mouth, been all over their mouths. If they had anything, they’d shared it already at this point. Besides, she wanted it, wanted to feel the splash of his seed inside her.
“I’m going to come, darling,” he groaned. “I’m not wearing a condom.”
She jerked her mouth off Adrian long enough to give a guttural reply. “Fucking do it. Fill me up with your cum.”
With a savage roar, he did just that. Thrusting so hard he lifted her knees from the bed, he came inside her, taking her up and over the edge with him. Her cries splintered the air, and she swore she felt the earth shake. Liam collapsed against her back, and she could feel him shuddering.
“Never,” he panted. “I’ve never come like that. Never forgotten to wear a condom.”
She moaned as she lowered her chest to the bed, panting for air.
“Are you okay?” Liam questioned.
“Good,” she slurred the word out.
“I’m sorry, Kat.”
She turned and met his eyes, smiling softly, contentedly. “I’m not. I’ve never had sex without a condom either, Liam. I’m clean. I’m on the pill. I trust you, all of you, with my life. How could I not trust you with this?”
“We’re clean, mi amor,” Rafe whispered. “We get checked for anything and everything every year courtesy of the Army.”
She smiled. “God bless the Army.”
Masculine chuckles filled the air.
She moaned again as Liam shifted, pulling his cock from the tight grip of her pussy.
“Can you handle more, baby?” Adrian asked.
She stretched lazily, like the cat her name implied. “I can handle ever
ything,” she promised.
Adrian reached down and lifted her into his arms before turning to sit on the edge of the bed. He lifted her hips up until her pussy poised over the broad head that crowned his shaft. Then, holding her gaze, he slid her down over him until he was buried deep.
His breath hissed out from between his teeth. “I’ve never felt anything like you, baby. Nothing like skin on skin, that hot little cunt so tight around my dick with nothing separating me from all that heat.”
She slipped her arms around his neck and leaned in. “You feel pretty fucking incredible too.”
She found his lips with hers and together they set a rhythm. Her knees rested outside his hips on the bed, and she used her position to ride him. Each stroke allowed her nipples to rub across the tight black curls on his chest and had her panting and moaning.
“Let me help, baby,” he crooned and slid his hands up her ribcage and in to plump her breasts and hold them up. She pulled back enough for him to duck his head and take one tight point into his mouth. He sucked greedily on the straining bud, and she wrapped her hands around his head, her fingers clenching in his scalp as he fed.
“Yes,” she cried out again and again.
“I want to fuck your ass,” Rafe told her, his eyes begging her to agree. “Can you take me there?”
One nod from her and he was snagging a condom, ripping the package open and sliding it on.
Adrian popped free of her nipple and slowly inched them back on the bed until he had made room for Rafe to join them. Reclining, he took her with him, finding her mouth and kissing her deeply.
She felt Rafe’s hands at her ass, spreading her checks and working lube into her anus. He was quick, but thorough, and soon she felt the broad head of his cock pressing against her.
She arched her back, lifting her ass and letting Adrian’s cock slip out just a bit while Rafe worked his length in. She swore time stopped when they both filled her. There was nothing so pleasurable as having two men filling her, loving her, totally focused on pleasuring her.
“Fuck me,” she begged, and as if they’d just been waiting on her, they did.
Both cocks pounded into her, forcing her body to accept all they had. Hard, fast, deep, they fucked her breathless. Rafe groaned and jerked out of her. Before she had time to voice more than a token complaint, Adrian had her flipped over on her back fucking her. She lifted her legs to wrap around his hips. Her hands clenched his shoulders, holding tightly as he rode.
With a harsh cry, he thrust deep and stayed, his hips giving hard pulses against her as he came inside her pussy. Each spurt of his hot come sent little tremors of pleasure off in her. Perhaps it was the newness of sex without condoms, but whatever it was, it intensified the pleasure, increased the sensations coursing through her body.
Adrian panted above her, his hooded eyes watching her face avidly.
She smiled softly, lifting one hand to caress the side of his face. “I’m real. This is real, and I’m not going anywhere,” she promised.
He softened above her, lowering until their chests met and his mouth could ease against hers. Air was too much in demand for more than a brush of lips, but that was all that was needed to convey how they felt before he pulled out and rolled away.
Rafe stood at the side of the bed, just looking down at her. The condom was gone, and she could smell the subtle hint of soap. She held her hand out to him. She needed him, needed his seed to join Liam’s and Adrian’s inside her. It was as if by taking their cum in her womb, they were claiming her, a part of her she’d shared with no other man. It marked her as theirs, and them as hers. Right or wrong, it was how she felt at that moment.
He moved to join her, slipping between her thighs and easily sliding his cock into her pussy. Slow and easy, he made love to her, crooning to her in his native Spanish. She didn’t know everything he said, but she required no translation to read the love in his eyes. It shone bright and clear.
This was what she’d run from? What she’d been afraid to embrace? Now, she couldn’t imagine running. Hell, she was afraid she might not survive the separations that were inevitable while they were still in the Army. She didn’t want to think about what they faced as Rangers.
“Mi amor,” Rafe crooned, and she met his eyes. “Te amo, mi amor. Para siempre.”
She didn’t hold back the tears glistening in her eyes. He loved her. For always. Wasn’t it funny how the boy who’d always been there turned into the man who would show her a life and love she couldn’t live without? He’d never given up on her. He’d introduced her to Liam, then Adrian, and to the intense pleasure of being with all three of them.
He slipped his hand between them and pressed down on her clit. Rubbing softly, he continued to tell her how much he loved her. His thrusts grew faster, slammed harder as he pulled them both to the brink of orgasm and then sent them flying.
“Rafe!” she cried out his name as she slipped into yet another orgasm. “Adrian! Liam! I love you. I love you.” As the confession slid past her lips, she sank boneless into the mattress letting exhaustion claim her.
This moment, their lovemaking would make it all the harder to do what she had to later. But one way or another, the threat cast by Juliana Marino and the partner she claimed to have had to end.
Chapter Six
Kat ignored the voice in her head telling her not to leave, begging her to stay, warning her she was fucking up royally. This situation would never end if Juliana and her “accomplice” never had a chance to approach Kat without her bodyguards surrounding her.
Kat couldn’t keep living under house arrest. She wanted to get on with her life…with her new life with her three men. And they couldn’t move forward until they dealt with this issue. Kat was an action girl, and she’d reached the end of her patience. She couldn’t sit around waiting anymore, wondering when or even if something would happen. It was time to create an opportunity.
She eased the door shut, knowing everything would be over if she accidently woke up one of the men. Juliana was out again, escaped this time, and they were fairly certain she was headed in this direction. Her last words to Tara had been about Kat. Juliana had sworn someone was watching Kat, preparing to play with her. But no one had attempted anything. No pictures. Nothing. It left Kat with her nerves constantly on edge. It just made no sense.
Everything with Tara had started with pictures being sent to her phone. Then Juliana had tried to kill her. So why was it different with Kat? No photos, no notes, no contact of any nature. It was driving her crazy, sending her thoughts spinning in circles.
What if they were all wrong? What if there was no one watching Kat? What if they were watching River or Tara, just waiting for an unguarded moment to take one of them? What if Kat was the decoy and one of them was the real target? Juliana was crazy as shit, anything she said was suspect.
Kat should call River, call Tara. Check in with them and make sure they were being careful, not making any little mistakes. She should go back to the house, cuddle up with her men, and forget leaving them.
She heaved a weary sigh. But thinking about all of them—her friends, her lovers—only served to remind her of why she was leaving. Juliana Marino and the threat she represented needed to be removed from their lives for good. That way all of them could move on. She really hoped her future included Rafe, Liam, and Adrian.
She slipped quietly into the garage, being careful not to turn on a light and give herself away. She was worried enough about one of them waking at the sound of the garage door opening. They’d be out the door and after her immediately. Part of her even hoped they’d stop her.
She leaned against the car and heaved another sigh. “What am I thinking?” she whispered out loud. Uncertainty filled her. Was she doing the right thing in leaving? Or making the biggest mistake of her life?
Too late, she noticed the shift in shadows. Too late. She was too late as the hand covered her mouth and the pungent, sweet scent of chloroform filled her lungs. One strong a
rm banded around her chest completely locking both her arms at her sides while the other hand kept the doctored cloth securely over her mouth and nose.
“I knew if I was just patient, you’d come to me,” a voice crooned in her ears. “I told Juliana to wait. She was so impatient, so eager for your blood. She wanted me to take you weeks ago.” A chuckle filled Kat’s ear where the voice whispered to her. “I’m betting you’ll be well worth the wait.”
Everything was going fuzzy. Kat could feel herself losing consciousness. Her last thought was a prayer. Please let Rafe, Liam, and Adrian find her before it was too late.
She awoke to the sound of arguing. Her head ached, and she gagged at the acrid taste filling her mouth. She tried to remain as silent as possible and slowly took inventory of her body. She still had her clothes on. Her hands were stretched above her head and secured to the headboard of the bed she was lying on. Her legs were free. Unfortunately, that wouldn’t do her much good if she couldn’t shake of the lingering effects of the chloroform.
It was like a scene in a bad movie, the ones she always scoffed at. What type of woman allows herself to be chloroformed? Apparently, she did. She cracked an eye open and after blinking a bit was able to bring the room into better focus.
It was almost like a closet. Tiny, so tiny, there was no room for much other than the bed and a small table. She could see the gleam of knives on the table and felt what little saliva she’d worked up dry out immediately. Did they plan to use them on her? A slide show of the pictures of the other woman played in her head with the focus set right on their slit throats.
“Be patient, Juliana.”
Kat tried to focus on the argument outside her door. The male voice was the same one that had crooned in her ear while she’d been drugged. There was something odd about it. He spoke so low, so husky, it was almost hard to hear him. The feminine one had to be Juliana’s. She’d made good time getting back here.
