Raging Hard: A Stepbrother SEAL Romance (With bonus novel Based!) (23 page)

I knew the smarter play was to wait. So long as Claire was with me, she was safe. They clearly wanted her above all other things, and frankly I didn’t give a shit about her dad’s business one way or the other.

And so I slept, maybe just a few hours, but I did sleep. I woke up with the sunrise, got out of bed, and got dressed.

“Where are you going?” Claire asked, groggy.

“I’m going for a run.”

“Okay. Have fun.” She rolled back over.

“Claire, don’t leave the house until I get back. Understand?”

She grunted at me, clearly annoyed that I was still talking to her. I smiled to myself and then turned and left. I knew the other guys her dad had hired to watch over him and Lucille would keep the house safe at least.

I hit the sand, running hard, my mind a mess of conflicting emotions. The night before had been intense, a wild and passionate fuck fest rivaling anything I’d ever experienced, but made even better by the fact of it being with Claire. On top of that, now I had a name, an adversary. I knew what my mission was and who my target was going to be. It was only a matter of time before her father got in touch with us and I got enough information to hunt the bastard down.

The real problem was what exactly I wanted from Claire. She was my stepsister, and she was a virgin, but she was fucking incredible in bed, and her body got me hard even while I was exercising. She’d somehow lodged herself into my brain, and I was beginning to realize that there was no turning back.

Still, there was the matter of her being my stepsister that we had to deal with. Personally, I couldn’t have cared less about all that shit. What mistakes our parents made shouldn’t have anything to do with us, and if they wanted to make each other miserable, then fine by me. But I wasn’t going to live my life based on what stupid shit my pill-popping, drunk mother did.

As I began to head back toward the house, I realized that I needed to deal with one issue at a time. The most pressing thing was the danger from the Broken Hearts. My never-ending need to fuck my stepsister until she could barely walk would just have to wait.

As I walked into the house, sweating and slightly out of breath, I saw Jonathan sitting at the kitchen counter drinking a cup of coffee.

“Good morning, Nathan,” he said.

“I thought you were back in the city.”

“I was.” He paused, looking concerned. “Claire messaged me late last night, said I needed to come home urgently.”

I smiled to myself. That girl knew what she was doing sometimes.

“And you drove all night?”

“Damn right. What’s happening?”

I poured myself a cup of coffee, letting the suspense sink in.

“Well, I think we’ve figured out who exactly is behind all this.”

He looked at me hard. “Go on.”

“I told you about the Broken Hearts.”

He nodded. “My private detective hasn’t been able to verify any of that, by the way.”

I snorted, not surprised. I was sure he wasn’t going to go as far as I did to get information, but he needed to if he wanted the truth.

“I wouldn’t worry about that,” I said.

“I worry. I’m not sure what’s happening around me.”

“They made another attempt on Claire. Did she tell you that?”

He shook his head. “No. She didn’t mention it.”

“At your club.”

He paused. “Bastards.”

“I agree. But fortunately, I was there to stop them.”

“And nobody at my club helped?”

“It was back in the alley. They weren’t around.”

“They have cameras. They should have seen.”

I raised an eyebrow. “They didn’t.”

“I’m going to get that evidence.”

“No,” I said quickly, not wanting him to find a tape of me trying to finger fuck his daughter. “Don’t bother. They wore masks. And besides, we know who’s after you.”

“What game are you playing at here, Nathan?”

“No games, sir. Do you think your daughter would make any of this up?”

He thought for a second. “No. I have to admit that it’s very unlike her.”

“Then believe her if you don’t believe me.”

“Fine. Go on then.”

“Do you remember a man named Joshua?”

He barked a short laugh. “Joshua Rhodes is the man I’m working with here.”

“How much do you know about him?”

“Young. Made his money in real estate, primarily in this area. Seems to have a lot of local connections.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Notice anything about that?”

Realization slowly dawned on him. “No. You’re kidding. Joshua?”

“The men in the gang each have a tattoo on their wrist. Claire says Joshua has that tattoo. It only makes sense that he’s the one behind all of this.”

Jonathan said back, thoughtful. “This is very disturbing news, Nathan. I’m engaged in a serious land deal around here, and Joshua is a primary investor.”

“Well I suspect that he’s trying to kidnap your daughter for leverage against you.”

“Piece of shit,” Jonathan whispered. “I’ll kill him.”

“No,” I said, “you won’t. But I can.”

“Nonsense. You’re protecting Claire. I can hire people to take care of this from here on out.”

“No,” I said forcefully. “I’m dealing with this. You can hire all the amateurs you want, but if you want this done right, I’ll be the one taking care of it.”

“Why do you want to get so involved?”

“I’m already involved. Now I want to finish it.”

He grunted, nodding. “I understand your feelings, son, but you’re a soldier. This is a matter better handled by the police or someone more discreet.”

“First of all, the police in this town are likely either controlled by this gang or at least in their pocket. You don’t want to go to them.”

“You’re right. I also want to avoid the bad publicity.”

“Second of all, I know them already. I got the intel you need. I’m the one that should finish this.”

He sighed, looking at me intensely. “Can you handle this?”

“Sir, I’ve handled much, much worse, believe me.”

We looked at each other for a long, tense moment before he finally nodded. “Very well. You’ll have my resources at your disposal. Whatever you need, just ask.”

“Tell me everything you know about this Joshua guy, for starters.”

“Sadly, I don’t know much. He comes with stellar references, but he doesn’t have much of a past. As far as I know, he’s staying in a hotel nearby.”

“Which hotel?”

He frowned. “You know, I’ve never asked.”

Typical. He didn’t even know where the guy was staying. That was a problem.

“What else can you tell me?”

“Not a whole lot that would be useful. He’s popular in the business world, something of a young prodigy. I don’t typically go digging into the personal lives of everyone I do business with, so I don’t have much else to offer. He came with stellar references.”

“Maybe you should check people out in the future.” I took a sip of coffee. “I’ll take care of this.”

“Update me as soon as you make a move.”

“Okay.” I turned and walked out of the kitchen.

That took care of Jonathan for the time being, but I didn’t have too much more to go on. I could use Jonathan to get me close to Joshua, but it would be difficult to do so in a casual setting, especially now after I’ve revealed myself to his men. The guy that got away was sure to tell them all about the Navy SEAL that kicked their fucking asses.

I was lost in thought as I walked into my bedroom. The sight of Claire stretched out on my bed wearing only a smile knocked me back into the world. I shut the door behind me.

“Good morning, stranger. How was your run?”

“Not bad.” I grinned at her. “Keeping yourself busy while I was away?”

She got up onto all fours and crawled to the edge of the bed, a smile on her face. “Come here.”

I walked over to her, my cock already stirring in my pants. “Your father is downstairs.”

She shrugged, pouting. “Does that matter?”

“No, it doesn’t.”

She grabbed me by my waistband and pulled me closer, yanking it down to reveal my hard cock.

“Look at you,” I said. “Already starving for it.”

“I can’t help myself.”

“I know you can’t. You’re aching for me, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Your little pussy is practically overflowing right now, isn’t it?”

“Yes. I’m soaked.”

I took her by the back of the head and pressed my cock into her mouth. “Then suck on my big cock.”

She began to slowly work my tip, sending pleasure flowing through my body. I took her hair in my fist, gently guiding her as she sucked my cock, working my length with her lips and tongue.

I looked down the length of her body, her hair spilling out around her spine. I loved the curve of her ass as she sucked my fat cock, working it like she was starving. That was what I loved about Claire: she seemed like she couldn’t get enough of my cock and cum.

Of course, I didn’t blame her. There was something animalistic and intense between us, and we fucked like there wasn’t going to be a morning. It was almost overwhelming, but I lived on the edge, my entire life one long string of potential destructions.

As she sucked me, I could feel my pulse pounding. I wondered if her father was going to walk upstairs and find his precious daughter’s lips wrapped around her military stepbrother’s cock, and that only made me fucking harder.

“Suck my cock,” I whispered. “Suck every last drop from me, you dirty girl.”

She worked my length, hand jerking my shaft as her lips sucked, and I groaned. Fire spilled from my lips and body, and I felt like I was glowing.

“That’s right, suck my big dick. Working that cock with your tongue. Take it all

into your throat. I want to see you take it.”

I watched as she tried to take as much of my cock into her throat as possible. She pulled back, gasping.

“I can’t fit it all,” she said.

“You just need practice,” I replied.

She got back to work, and I suddenly needed her pussy. I needed to fuck her raw and deep until she screamed my name and came hard. As I moved to pull away, she looked at me.

“No. I want to taste you.”

I stared at her. “I want that pussy,” I grunted.

“Later. Now, you come in my mouth.”

I grinned. “Can’t disappoint a lady, can I?”

She went back at it with a renewed intensity, and I kept my hands on the back of her head, fucking her mouth. If she wanted my come, then I’d give it to her. I’d shoot my hot load deep into the back of her throat. I was losing myself in her mouth and her body, her sweet ass bare as she worked my cock.

I could feel it building in my balls, growing in the tenseness of my cock, ready to explode. If she wanted it, I’d give it to her. I’d let her swallow all my cum.

It flew through me as I grabbed her head and held her there, coming deep into her mouth. She took it all and didn’t bat an eye as I exploded, grunting loudly, not able to control myself. She was so fucking incredible, and I wanted to savor the moment as my cum shot into her mouth and she swallowed every last drop. 

Finally, I collapsed onto the bed, sighing.

“What was that for?” I asked.

“Felt like sucking you off,” she said matter-of-factly.

“Fuck, girl,” I growled at her. “You’re too much.”

“You can handle it.”

“Damn right.”

I grabbed her and kissed her deeply, not caring if my taste was still on her tongue. I kissed her deep and good, breaking off after a second.

“Talked to your dad down there,” I said, our bodies intertwined on the bed. She didn’t seem to mind that I was still sweaty from my run, and neither did I.

“I don’t want to hear about my dad right now,” she said, laughing.

“Sorry, but you’ll have to.” I paused to kiss her neck. “He says he knows exactly who Joshua is.”

“That’s good. He can call the police.”

“Actually, no. Local cops won’t be much help, and he doesn’t want the bad press.” I paused, sighing. “No. I’m dealing with it.”

She sat up, propped on one elbow.

“No, Nathan. You don’t need to do that.”

“Yes, I do. I need to finish these fucks. They’ve annoyed me one too many times.”

“This doesn’t have anything to do with that.”

I took her fiercely by the chin and kissed her hard again. “Actually, it does.”

“What do you want?” she whispered, her eyes wide.

“I want that pussy,” I said, putting my hand between her legs. She gasped. “I want those lips. I want to make you fucking come. And I want to murder the men that hurt you.”

“Nathan, I can’t let you,” she said.

I began to stroke her slowly. “You can’t stop me, princess.”

“Maybe,” she said, trying to keep herself composed but beginning to squirm as I worked her wet pussy. “But I can withhold sex.”

I laughed out loud at that one. “You’re threatening not to fuck me as I stroke this nice pussy of yours?”

“Yes,” she said, biting her lip. “I realize it isn’t an effective threat.”

“No, it’s really not.” I reached under her panties and found her soaked spot, rubbing her. She moaned softly, burying her face in my chest. “These people aren’t to be taken lightly. I need to get close to this guy, but I’m not sure how. I’ll work it out.”

She suddenly moved back, wriggling free from my fingers. “Wait, wait,” she said.

I grabbed her hips, pulling her back. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

“I have an idea!”

I began to kiss down her stomach. “Talk fast.”

“Well, he seemed to like me. When we met, ah, fuck, on the boat.”

I began to softly lick her soaked clit, looking up at her. “Go on.”

“You can use that,” she said. “Use me, ah, as bait. Fuck, Nathan. Oh shit.”

I stopped. “Absolutely not.”

“It’s perfect,” she said quickly. “He’s not the guy doing the dirty work. He’ll definitely bite. You’ll be there to keep me safe.”

I frowned at her. “I’m not risking you.”

“It’s not a risk. They don’t want me dead or hurt. They just want to threaten my dad, right? We’ll keep it public so they can’t try anything.”

I began to eat her again, mulling it over. It was hard to think straight, though, as she began to pant and moan, her hands gripping the sheets. I figured I’d get her off and ask her again as my fingers began to fuck her little pussy, my mouth nibbling at her clit.