by Becca Van
“We won’t let him get you, Roxy.”
She nodded and met his gaze while licking her lower lip nervously. “I just don’t want any of you to get hurt.”
Her voice was barely a whisper but he heard her. He could see guilt in her eyes and he didn’t want that. None of this was her doing, her fault, and it was up to him and his brothers to put her at ease. He took the book from her hand and placed it on the coffee table before he lifted her to his lap.
“Don’t go blaming yourself for any of this, sweetness. You have no control over any of it.”
“I know.” She sighed and stroked the tips of her fingers down his face. Tracing his features as if trying to memorize him. “I love you, Stefan. I need you.”
Stefan couldn’t deny her. He wanted her just as much. He cupped her face and brought her lips to his and then he was kissing her wildly, hungrily. She was everything to him. His whole world was wrapped up in her and he needed to be inside her. Without breaking the kiss he undid the buttons on her blouse and pushed it off. Next he unhooked and removed her bra before flinging it aside. He reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands, molding her soft flesh, and then he pinched her nipples between his thumbs and fingers. She moaned and wiggled on his lap and he groaned when her hot denim-covered pussy rubbed against his hard cock. She rocked and wriggled until he was worried he’d come in his pants, but there was no way he was letting that happen.
He put his Glock on the cushion next to him and then tugged at the button on her jeans and lowered the zipper. Roxy pushed her hands beneath his shirt and pushed the material up. She leaned over and started licking and sucking on his nipple. Having her mouth on his flesh was better than he could have imagined, but the image of having her lips wrapped around his cock flitted across his mind setting his body on fire. She must have been thinking the same thing because she scooted back and went to her knees on the floor between his spread thighs.
Her little fingers fumbled with the button on his jeans and since he couldn’t wait to feel her mouth on him he took over the task. When his pants were undone he lifted his ass from the sofa and pushed his pants down.
Roxy shimmied back on her knees, tugged his jeans down to his ankles, and then she moved forward again. Her hand enclosed his hard cock and it pulsed, leaking pre-cum from the top. She was so feminine and petite her fingers didn’t even meet, but then all thought flew right out of his mind when she squeezed and pumped up and down him a few times.
“Please, sweetness.” Stefan didn’t care that he was begging. All that mattered was feeling her mouth and tongue on his dick. He held his breath as she lowered her head and her tongue swiped across the top.
“Fuck yeah, Roxy. More!” He removed the elastic around her hair and then fisted her tresses in his hand, close to the back of her neck. He didn’t push her onto him, he would never force her, but he needed to be touching her, too.
He groaned when she opened her mouth wide and sucked him in. His eyes rolled into the back of his head when her tongue swirled and twirled around the crown and when she swiped over the sensitive spot where his shaft and head met underneath his cock jerked. Roxy must have felt his reaction because she bent down and started sucking right there.
His chest heaved as he tried to fill his lungs, his muscles tensed, and his body jerked. Roxy’s mouth was fucking heaven and as much as he wanted to let her continue to suck him off, he wanted to be buried deep inside her when he came. He needed the tight wetness of her cunt squeezing his dick and milking the cum from his balls.
He reached down, placed his hands under her armpits, and lifted her up. “I need inside you now, sweetness. Take off your clothes.”
Roxy undid and pushed her jeans and panties down her hips and legs, before kicking them aside. He clasped her waist and then lifted her up until her pussy was hovering over his dick.
Stefan stared into her eyes as he lowered her down and they both moaned as he began to penetrate her. Roxy shifted until her knees were beneath her and then she pushed down and didn’t stop until he was embedded in her all the way.
“You feel so good, Stefan.”
“So do you, sweetness.” He clasped her hips, lifted her up slightly, and then began to fuck her. He didn’t let her move, but held her still as he fucked his cock up into her hot wet, cunt. With each pump of his hips and stroke of his dick, he increased the pace until their bodies were slapping together. Stefan couldn’t take his eyes off of her, not that he wanted to.
She was a sex goddess with her head thrown back, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed, and her hard little nipples poking out. He bent forward and sucked first one nipple into his mouth and then the other, all the while surging in and out of her sheath. He fucked her hard and fast and deep, needing to be intimately connected to her, to know she was safe and under their protection, but also because he loved her and needed to show her just how much. Plus he loved being inside her body, seeing her expressions as she let go and passion consumed her. The only thing better was seeing her come.
When she started to move with him he let her. She slammed her hips down as he shoved up and the tingling at the base of his spine began. He lifted one hand from her hip and reached down between them and started rubbing her clit. She gasped and sobbed, and her pussy walls twitched and rippled. Her moans grew louder and she gripped his shoulders harder.
Roxy screamed softly, her juices covering his cock just before her pussy clenched down around him. He continued moving inside her and caressing her clit as she came hard. Her walls quaked and quivered and then he growled as he followed her to nirvana. Fire covered his balls and cock, and raced up the length of his shaft as he shot load after load of cum deep inside the love of his life. She slumped down onto him and he held her tight while they caught their breath and tried to recover. He felt her mouth kissing his chest and then her tongue licked over his skin. Stefan couldn’t believe that his deflating cock twitched inside her as if trying to perk up for another round. He groaned when her pussy clenched with an aftershock.
“That was fucking sexy as hell.”
Stefan looked up over his shoulder to see Book standing against the doorframe to the kitchen. He crooked his finger at Roxy when she lifted her head. “Come here, darlin’.”
Stefan lifted her off of him and helped her to her feet. Book moved further into the room and Stefan rose to his feet and started to get dressed. When Roxy bent for her clothes, Book’s voice stopped her.
“You won’t be needing those, Roxy. I want to make love to you, too, darlin’.”
* * * *
When Book had heard Roxy moaning he’d known that Stefan was loving her. He’d wanted to join in but he’d let his brother have his moment with her. There would be time in the near future for them all to love her together but for now they had to keep watch.
He was glad when Stefan dressed and went into the kitchen to take over his watch so he could have time with Roxy, too. His cock was so hard it felt like it was going to bust through his zipper.
As she walked toward him, he moved toward her and then they were kissing. Their tongues rubbed and glided, twirled and dueled, and he ran his hands over her sexy naked body. He shaped and kneaded, cupped and stroked until she was hanging onto him as if she couldn’t hold herself up. Book swept her up into his arms and stalked over to the rug in front of the sofa, pushing the coffee table back with his foot. He then took her to the floor. He barely took the time to rip his shirt buttons open and pull his cock free before he was entering her.
“More,” Roxy moaned her demand and Booker complied.
He pushed in until his balls connected with her ass and then he was devouring her mouth. She tasted so fucking good, and felt like heaven with her sweet hot cunt gripping his dick.
Book thrust in and out, going deep every time he pressed forward and only withdrawing to the top of his cock. Her muscles undulated and contracted and she bathed him with her cream. He surrounded her with his body and love as he thrust in and out of her and was pl
eased that she was pushing up to envelop him every time he shoved down. He’d never craved a woman like he craved her. He’d never loved a woman like he loved Roxy. Love had never even entered in the equation when he’d had sex with other women. Not so with her. She was entrenched in his heart and now that he knew he was entrenched in hers he wasn’t ever letting her go.
She was his moon and stars, the very air he breathed, and he wouldn’t and didn’t want to survive without her. She was everything to him and he was going to protect her from whoever was out to kill her even if he had to stand between her and a bullet. He would give his life in an instant if it meant that she got to live. He was going to do everything within his power to make sure that not one hair on her head was harmed.
Book pounded into Roxy, faster, harder, and deeper. They were both breathing heavily but they kept right on kissing. Their tongues twirling and entangling. One of her hands fisted in his hair while the other gripped his ass, pulling him tighter against her groin. And her neck arched, her head tilting back, and she screamed her release.
Book surged through her contracting pussy muscles and then froze as he groaned. His cock jerked and heat so intense raced up his shaft and he wondered if he would survive. The euphoria was so powerful his vision darkened until he couldn’t see a thing. His balls ached from the force of his ejaculation and each time his cock twitched inside her, her walls clamped down around his rod as if trying to suck every bit of seed from his body.
When the last blast erupted, he slumped down on top of her and gasped for air. He was still blown away every time they made love because she left him feeling weak. Satisfied, content, and happy but still weak. No one else had ever done that to him before and no one else ever would.
He braced his weight on his elbows and lifted his chest from hers. Her lids fluttered open and she smiled at him. Book knew she had no idea how gorgeously sexy she was but hopefully one day soon she would believe and see what they saw and believed in herself. He kissed her lightly, reverently, and then rolled them to their sides. She whimpered when his deflating cock slipped from her body and he hugged her. Relaxed and exultant that she loved him back.
He looked at Dusty when his brother appeared from the hallway and smiled at him. Dusty grinned back and then looked at Roxy. His brother’s expression changed from pleased to possessive and then he was reaching for their woman and carrying her toward the bedroom.
Book chuckled as he redressed and after he grabbed his weapon he went back to his watch post.
* * * *
Dusty carried Roxy into the bathroom with every intention of helping her into the shower but he was too eager to have her and instead set her ass on the counter before he placed his pistol on the floor and started stripping. Her eyes ran over his body as he removed his clothes and when he was naked he made a space for himself between her sexy toned legs.
He took her breasts into the palm of his hands, weighing their weight before he thrummed his thumbs over the burgeoning peaks. One of her hands landed on his belly and then slid down to grip his cock. He let her explore him for a couple of moments but when he couldn’t take her pleasurable torture anymore, he clasped her wrist, brought her hand up to his mouth, and kissed the tips of her fingers.
“I want you, baby.”
“Me, too.” Roxy lifted her legs to his hips, wrapped them around him, and then used the muscles in her legs to bring him closer, until the tip of his cock kissed her pussy.
He took a moment to make sure she was ready for him and when he found her dripping wet entrance, he curved an arm around her waist and pulled her ass to the edge of the vanity before he penetrated her cunt.
She mewled and he groaned as he pressed forward until he was in as far as he could go. Her pussy muscles gripped and he groaned again. “Every time is like the first with you, Roxy, and just keeps getting better and better.”
“Yes.” Her heels dug into his ass and Dusty began to glide his cock in and out of her tight cunt. The wet friction was amazing and he wanted to stay like this with her forever, but he had a job to do. Protecting her was paramount and although he wanted to take his time loving her, there was urgency niggling in his gut.
Dusty withdrew again and pushed back in. Her fingernails dug into his pecs and he threw his head back as that small bite of pain shot straight down to his dick. He increased the pace of his pumping hips and fucked her like there was no tomorrow.
Making love with Roxy was the highlight of his life and he intended to have many more highlights with her. Once the danger was over he and his brothers were going to love on her together and then they were going to marry her. He wasn’t taking no for an answer. She was his world and not having her in his life was unacceptable.
Roxy moaned and pulled his head down to hers. She was the aggressive one this time. Her mouth opened over his and she pushed her tongue into his mouth to tangle with his. She kissed him over and over, their breath mixing as if they were breathing for each other and she started rocking her hips. She did this little wriggle at the end of each thrust and somehow managed to push her ass down more into the vanity. The pressure on his dick was incredible and his blood began to boil in his veins. She was pushing him to the peak way too fast. There was no fucking way he was shooting off before she came.
If he didn’t get control of the situation it would be all over.
Dusty lifted her from the counter and gripped her ass cheeks in his hands. At least now she had to cling to him and hopefully couldn’t send him over.
“Dusty,” she moaned his name as he lifted and lowered her on his cock.
She was so small and barely weighed anything. He loved being able to move her around where he wanted. If he had his way she would be in his arms forever. He surged up into her cunt and he tugged her down. His cock went deep and she whimpered with pleasure when the tip met her cervix. He lifted and lowered her faster, harder, sweat forming over his skin and dewing on hers and they raced toward the finish line.
Her arms tightened around his neck and her mouth sucked at his skin. Her small white teeth nipped and bit and then she sucked on his earlobe.
Dusty was lost. He growled as he drove into her again and again. Her muscles shivered around his cock and then she was screaming against his neck. Her cunt sucked and clenched on his dick and he stroked into her one last time with a shout.
His legs shook and quivered as he shot his wad deep inside his love. His balls emptying until they were tender and he had nothing left. Both of them moaned as aftershocks rippled through their genitals until finally the last convulsion waned.
How long he stood with her in his arms still intimately connected he had no idea and he would have gone right on holding her if his cell hadn’t pealed, breaking the silence.
Roxy released her legs from around his hips and he gently eased his cock from her pussy before lowering her feet to the floor. Dusty snagged his phone from his jeans pocket and answered before the caller could.
“Give me a minute.” He put the phone on mute, grabbed his clothes, and pulled them on. He quickly kissed Roxy, stroked a finger down her face, and headed toward the kitchen. Drew was on the other end of the line and he didn’t want Roxy hearing the conversation. She was already scared enough and he didn’t want her so terrified she ended up freezing with fear or going into a panic attack.
Her welfare, mental and physical, was important to him so he was going to try and make sure to take care of her. He wanted to hear what Drew had before passing any information onto Roxy. He would pick and choose what he told her, even if she got angry with him later for withholding information.
“Drew, what’s new?” Dusty asked after unmuting the call.
“I’m coming to see, Roxy. I need to make sure she’s okay.”
“Do you think that’s safe? Whoever is after you, could follow you here.”
“Shit, Dusty, I’m not a new recruit.”
“I know.” Dusty sighed.
“I’m bringing my boss and we’re coming in his c
ar. No one will be watching him. He hardly ever goes out on a mission. Rich spends most of his time organizing and directing all the teams.”
“Okay. What model is his car and when do we expect you?”
“We’re already on our way. Expect us in half an hour.”
Dusty ended the call and then explained what was happening to his brothers.
Chapter Thirteen
Roxy crept back down the hall to the bathroom. She’d seen Dusty’s cell screen and knew it was her brother calling. After he’d left the bathroom, she wrapped a towel around her body and followed. She’d been worried about her brother and didn’t feel guilty for listening in on Dusty’s conversation. Since they’d taken her cell away from her she had no way to contact Drew and was eager to know he was okay.
She dropped the towel and got into the shower. She didn’t bother with her hair and quickly washed her body. She wanted to be on hand when her brother arrived.
She’d never met Drew’s boss before but she didn’t care about him. All she wanted to do was hug her brother and tell him she loved him. If the asshole after them managed to get to them she may never get another chance. Roxy dried off, hurried to the bedroom for some fresh underwear, and then dressed. She went back to the bathroom, brushed her hair and teeth, and walked back to the living room.
Ten minutes later the doorbell rang and Roxy hurried to fling it open. Drew stood on the verandah scowling at her and then he picked her up and stepped inside.
“What the fuck are you doing answering the door? Did you even look before you opened it? Shit, Roxy, I should smack your ass for doing that.” Drew sighed with exasperation and carried her to the living room before letting her go.
“You are in deep shit, baby,” Dusty said in a firm voice as he glared at her and then he turned his glare to her brother. “You won’t be the one spanking her ass, that’s my job.”
