Cadence of Love (13 page)

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Lunch came and went in a tornado. The group managed to sit, eat, and leave in less than ten minutes. She had eaten a whole three bites of her sandwich and four spoons of soup when looking around, it dawned on her that she was the last remaining person sitting. Michael had opted for his lunch in his room, leaving her virtually alone in the huge house.
How can they inhale their food that fast? I need to learn to speed it up if I ever plan
to finish
a meal with any of them. Do they eat that fast in a restaurant?
I bet a trip through the drive
-
thru and they still have time to throw their garbage away as they pass the trashcan going out the driveway!
Twenty minutes later, Alaina started on the dishes and clean up. Lost so deep in thought, she turned to run smack dab into Wesley’s chest. “Shit!”

“Whoa. You okay?”

“Yeah, you scared the hell out of me though! Why are you creeping around like a ninja, Wes?”

His brows furrowed together in confusion. “I wasn’t. I asked you where the duct tape was, and you didn’t answer.”

Alaina thought for a second and sighed. “Sorry. It’s been a long day. I must have been spacing off… Check the junk drawer. Why?”

“We need it for Dom. Kodiak and Joker took him down horse playing and want to tape him up to the desk chair.” His casual, not-a-big-deal attitude confused her more.

“What?”

“Don’t worry. No one will get hurt too bad. We do it all the time.”

“Uh, okay…because that clears it up perfectly and makes me feel so much better.” Her twisted face made him laugh.

“Glad I could help. Sorry, gotta run!” With tape in hand, he bolted toward the door.

“Just don’t be late for dinner!” she called after him.

The team had successfully constructed the needed buildings and necessary obstacles to whip them back into sublime shape. There was an underground bunker that had been built to house their weapons and other high dollar equipment. Jeremy, who had specialized in military intelligence, among many other things, had landed a few good leads. He had a location, and someone on the inside that was scouting the situation and area. The man they had been forced to release was now holding up in another region. Jeremy had voiced that it appeared to be a bigger step up the scum lord ladder, and they needed to deploy by Monday morning. Given it was already Thursday, Alaina wanted to vomit and hide at the short, not good, notice. That night, they all sat around the dinner table, with Michael planted at one end and Leland at the other, and prayed. This time it was Nick, their big ol’ teddy bear, who led the prayer. He asked for the food to be blessed, them all to be protected, and thanked God for all of the things they had. A special part that brought tears to Alaina’s closed eyes still stuck in her head, even after the dinner had been cleared and she stood under the hot spray of the shower.

Nick had added, “Thank you, Lord, for Alaina and Elizabeth. They have taught us love and understanding, and been our glue that has kept us strong. Keep the little momma safe while we are away, and help with our baby Lizzy.” The simple words didn’t sound like much, but the meaning and love that lay beneath them was overpowering. She realized right then, that with her sensitivity, love, and understanding, she had helped and became a part of the true family they now were. Each one had finally started opening up, and had given her the honor of helping them talk out each issue as it came to the surface. Sometimes, she would just listen. Other times, she did most of the talking and let them agree or disagree, still allowing them to get some of the trauma out and off their chest. There was so much they carried inside, she was amazed they had all went this long without either self-destructing or winding up in a mental institute.

After a final rinse, she shut the water off, wiping the tears that dripped down her wet cheeks.
Suck it up and march on. Isn’
t that the army’s catch phrase
? I guess I need to too.
She dried and ran a brush through her hair, plastering on her best smile to meet the two men that had stolen her heart…and were leaving in four days. It was now or never, and Alaina had decided finally to come clean about her feelings for them both. There was no way she could wait however long this deployment took. Her heart was in her stomach, and her throat felt like it was being choked by a giant hand. This was her moment of truth, and she knew the time had come for her to face her fears.

When the bathroom door swung open, Alaina gasped. She had expected to find two hot cowboys sprawled out on the bed, but instead of them waiting with arms wide open, a beautiful black silk robe and a matching fuzzy slipper set had been laid out with a note. She couldn’t resist running her hand along the smooth material before grabbing the folded paper.

Alaina, my love. Put these on and come out to the barn.

Love, Leland

Squealing in excitement, she dropped her towel and slipped on the delicious satin garment then slid her toes in the fuzzy slippers. They felt so soft and comforting, her toes curled and wiggled in them, basking in their softness. With the note neatly tucked in her top drawer, Alaina headed out to the barn, feeling like a naughty school girl sneaking under the bleachers at the football game.

The unseasonably warm wind whipped against her cheeks, fluttering her eyelashes, making it hard to see. The clouds above were rolling in a dark, thick blanket above her. Electricity in the air was so thick the hairs on her arms and the back of her neck stood up. A storm was brewing, and by the looks of it, it was going to be a big one. With that in mind, she hustled in a jog toward the barn door and bolted inside. Two huge arms reached out and grabbed her from within the darkness, scaring the shit out of her. Her scream was instantly quieted by the press of sensual, hot, masculine lips crashing down on hers in a possessive claim. Heat licked violently in her core, unleashing a wildness she had never felt.

A dim light flipped on, illuminating her two soldiers that stood butt naked wearing only their BDU cap. Her head swooned at the sexy as hell sight before her. Alaina darted out her tongue subconsciously, delving at the deliciousness each man held. A saddle sat in the middle of the room, with a horse blanket beside it on the wooden barn floor spread out neatly. Her thoughts ran wild at the possibilities, skyrocketing her desire. Brody crooked his finger at her, instructing her to move closer. She could feel the heat from Leland against her back as she walked, easing into the lion’s den. Whatever these two held in store for her, she was fair game. Tonight was a night they would never forget. The moment she reached Brody, instead of waiting for him to speak she dropped straight to her knees. Unable to contain her excitement, she licked her lips again, reaching out to grip his dick. Without hesitation, her mouth covered the bulbous head in one suck. She traced the sensitive ring in taunting laps with the tip of her tongue until he groaned. “Alaina, this is not what I had in mind, but damn if I can stop you right now. Keep tormenting me and you may end up getting that pretty face fucked.”

Shooting him a devious grin with her mouth full of cock, she hummed and took him all the way in her mouth. When she felt him hit the back of her throat, she opened and forced him farther until the silky texture of his balls hit her chin.

“Oh shit, Maverick. That is fucking hot. She has you deep-throated all the way to your balls.” Unable to resist, he stroked his dick a few hard pumps, watching the scene unfold.

Lightning flashed through the wallboards, strobing around them. The hard clap of thunder pulsated. Its natural energy boosted hers like a triple shot of espresso. Unable to breathe, Alaina backed off and did it again, repeating the process until he grabbed her hair and stopped her mid stroke.

“Fuck! Stop now!” With watery eyes, she looked up at him, seeing the animalistic beast in his big brown gaze.

Alaina narrowed her eyes in a wicked smile and shoved it back down her throat again, sucking fast and hard. Saliva coated his shaft, dripping down the sides and onto his inner thighs and sack. With each pull off his cock, she hollowed her cheeks, suctioning her mouth in a loud audible ‘pop’. His moans grew louder and less controlled and his head rolled back, lost in her oral presentation. Brody’s hands tangled in her hair, holding her firm with each stroke. She sped up and choked down harder, taking him rougher than she had ever attempted before.

Finally, she broke his restraints. He fisted her head with both hands and stopped her, looking down with a ferociousness that set her blood on fire and sent a rush of cream dripping from her folds. He gave her no warning, but began thrusting in and out of her mouth with an urgency so great each stinging stab his rod made against the back of her throat sent her higher and higher. Faster and harder he probed, leaving her at his mercy. The powerful consummation ignited a new hunger—one raw and dark in her center. Growling like a bear, he stopped and petted the top of her head, reaching down to wipe her tear stained cheeks. She smiled hazily, floating into the abyss of pure lust.

As the storm outside boomed louder in reverberating rumbles, so did the heated tension in the room. “Leland, get her saddled up. I want her ass in the air. You are in so much trouble, little girl.” The ferocity of each word both shocked and heated her at the same time. Before she had a chance to finish out her premeditated plan of giving them both a lick, Leland bent down and hoisted her into the air, tugging the sash loose on her robe and slipping it off in a puddle on the floor. He walked over and laid her belly side down across the saddle. Her face was almost even with one of the stirrups, leaving her bare bottom literally up in the air.
I guess he wasn’t joking.
She couldn’t get her arms up to cover her exposed derrière even if she wanted to. Leland knelt beside her head, grinning, with a leather strap in one hand.

“Hold still, sweetheart.” He dropped a kiss against her cheek and grabbed both wrists, lacing them together before securing them to the stirrup.

She knew that Brody had a dominate side, and wanted more than anything to show him she could take it. She wanted him to see her love in every way possible. Testing the waters, she spoke. “What are you guys going to do?”

“Let us worry about that. From this point on, I don’t want you to speak unless we ask you a direct question. When you answer, it will be followed by ‘Sir’. Leland and I will be asking you what color you are, a lot tonight. You are to answer green, yellow, or red. Green means you are good. Yellow—slow down, unsure, or not enjoying what we are doing. Red means stop. Whether you are scared, hurt, or just freaked out, say the word ‘red’ and we will drop everything. Tonight is about enlightening you to a new kind of pleasure. This gives you a freedom you have never felt before. We will watch and listen to see what works, and what doesn’t. Both of us are going to push you past your limits and off into the distance. If something is wrong, we will discuss it before starting again. Trust us, baby, and we will shoot you to the moon. If you don’t want to do this, say the word now and we will go back in the house and forget it all. Now, Alaina, do you understand?” Brody’s voice had dropped and sounded so different she almost didn’t know who was speaking. It took her a full minute to comprehend the question.

“I said, do you understand, Alaina.” This time, it was more of a condemning order.

Shaken and stirred like a dry martini by the comment, Alaina wanted to push a little to see what he would do. She grinned mischievously to herself and stammered a solitary, “Yes.”

Both men groaned simultaneously. “I think our girl is toying with us. Are you pushing boundaries, baby? Do you have any idea what you are getting yourself into?” Leland moved over to the wall and took something down. From her position, she couldn’t see what he carried back in his hand, but trembled with anticipation.

Feeling a bit cocky, she answered again, “Yes.”

Brody walked over to her hanging head and knelt down next to her ear. “Oh, pet. You have no idea what doors you just opened. I am going to ask one more time, my bratty little sub. Do you understand everything I said?” As if Mother Nature agreed, the skies opened up and unleashed sheets of rain to pound melodically against the tin roof. It’s pelting added a dramatic ambiance to the dark night air. Bolt after bolt struck around them, tearing the sky apart with the most magical lightshow ever created. Giant roars violently rolled in signaling the boom of thunder with the shake of the ground at their feet.

She craned her neck around to meet his gaze, and whispered, “Yes…Sir.” Her eyes danced with tongues of fire, begging for more. A groan vibrated from him as he took her mouth in a hard demand. Those two words slipping from Alaina’s sexy as hell, cock sucked swollen lips were the most erotic thing he had ever heard. His heart almost swelled out of his chest with happiness. She was the woman of his dreams, and tonight she would become his forever.

Alaina melted into him like hot butter, swimming in a new ocean of sensations. She had never given up total control to anyone. The idea of being able to not think, or have to worry about pleasing someone blew her mind. She had always fantasized of someone stripping her of all reserves and thinking for her for once. She wanted to experience the utopia she read about in her dirty romance books. It may be fiction, but the idea of being sent into another dimension where her mind stopped running, thinking, and analyzing everything. A place where she could truly just—feel. This was her chance, and she was determined to let go and get the most of it. Whether it was a onetime thing, or would be repeated, she had no idea. It didn’t matter. She was here now, and didn’t want to see past this single moment in time.

Brody added gasoline onto the building orgasm in her womb. Never had Alaina been so turned on and horny without ever being touched. These two men,
her
two men, were teaching her about her own needs and wants. The deeper Brody plunged them with their kiss, the more she wanted to jump up and ride them both until she came over and over. Her imagination went buck wild with the possibilities. Visions of each man perched on the saddle with her straddling, bouncing and grinding in a full cowgirl ride floated through her mind. Soft mewls escaped around their ravenous lips. Her breaths came in panting gasps. The sharp sting of leather across her ass made her jump. The stripe warmed a trail straight to her clit. She wiggled around, trying to find a way to press the bursting bundle of nerves on the saddle to no avail. She released a throaty grunt of frustration, arching her back to stick her ass up for more. Leland didn’t oblige her. Instead, he tickled his fingers over her the sensitive flesh, while mockingly, he said, “No, no, no. Your first lesson is giving your pleasure over to us, baby. I am afraid you have been naughty.” He continued his torturous escapades, with Brody silencing any protests with his mouth.

Alaina wanted to cry. The duo had managed to work her into a huge pile of goo. If Brody gave her a chance to speak, she would beg. Fuck the ‘no talk’ rule. This was just too much. She wanted them, they wanted her, so what the hell was the hold up? Not many men needed convincing when it came to just shoving it in, but her soldiers seemed to have had a different agenda.

The coldness of something wet slid up from her clit to the top of her crack, leaving a wet, slickness behind. Leland’s fingers ran its length again, circling each of the three honey spots carefully. No amount of wiggling worked in getting his fingers where she needed them most. Brody stole her train of thought with the working of his majestic tongue, making the slap against her right cheek almost send her over the cliff of orgasm.

“Alaina, what color are you?” The warmth of Leland’s breath glided across her back, followed up with moist kisses along her backbone.

“Green, Sir.”

The tip of his tongue traced circles, searing a trail in its path. “Good, girl.”

Instead of stopping, the sharp lashes from the thin leather strips repeated over and over, peppering every inch of her ass. The last one was the money shot. Her clit throbbed, clenching her sopping cunt tight in a orgasmic spasm so strong she lost all reality. Her mind slipped into a foggy cloud, where nothing existed but a gentle peace and the hot sensations her body endured. No sounds could be heard, no thoughts processed. She was soaring higher than any drug or alcohol could induce. It was the most intoxicating feeling she had ever felt.

Something vibrated against her clit, rocking aftershocks through her womb in blissful wakes. Before she finished, a cold rubber object pressed into her hot box, sliding all the way in until it hit bottom. The flip of a button was heard before the same pulsating vibrations filled her cave, shaking and mounting another explosion. One of the men, she couldn’t see who, worked it in and out of her while the magical vibrator on her clit remained. She spread her legs wide, welcoming the much needed penetration only to get a hand across her ass. “Hold still.” The harsh command sent her arousal even farther. After she had been worked up into another desperation, everything stopped.

“What color are you, baby?” Brody’s question didn’t register.

“Mmm.” The soft moan was all she could muster. It took him repeating it twice for her to understand what he was asking. “Oh, g-g-green, Sir-r-r,” she finally managed.

“Good, girl. Let’s see how far you can soar. You will not come until I tell you to. Do you understand?” His dominating tone raked goose bumps over her body.

Anticipation budded in her tummy. “Yes, Sir,” she said in the sexiest voice she could.

He laughed, loving the sudden cocky enthusiasm. “Mmm. Now that is an answer, my sexy little vixen. Be a good girl and I will make sure when I let you orgasm, it will be harder than you have ever fantasized, baby.”

Leland moved in front of her, fisting one hand in her hair to tilt her up enough, allowing him to use his throbbing cock as a gag. Instead of easing in gently, he went to straight on fucking her mouth. Brody matched his pace, pounding her cunt hard and fast, and oh so right. “Fuck, Alaina. That feels so good. Suck my dick deep, baby.”

She moaned around the girth of his shaft, catapulting a mix of branching vibes straight to his ball sack. “Brody, get this little girl ready. At the rate I am going our night will be over before it gets exciting.”

“Roger that. Let’s get her outside, shall we?”

“Fuck yes. Alaina, we are going to fuck you outside, for the world to see. What do you think about that?” Leland asked after he pulled his dick out of her mouth.

Her face drained of color. She had never adventured into voyeurism, but the idea sent another episode of spasms to her slick, swollen folds. The cracking of thunder and pelting of the warm rain only added to her reaction. She had always fantasized about making love in the pouring down rain like they showed on the juicy romance movies, but never thought it could become a reality. It was late, and all of the others should be retired for the night…besides, who would be crazy enough to be out in the storm? Her heart sped up, racing for her men, but also the tiny ‘what ifs’ that poked the back of her thoughts. When her mouth opened to answer, a little more truth poured out than she realized existed. “I want them to.” Brody slung an ‘I told you so’ smirk over her head to Leland, who grinned. So far, their plan was working like clockwork. If everything kept on track, this would be a night she would never forget.