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  “Oh.” She gasped and turned, but the then Woodrow lifted her higher. Frankie pulled his fingers from her cunt and she sunk right down onto Woodrow’s thick, hard, shaft.

  “Oh.” She moaned aloud and adjusted her hips. She held still a moment to catch her breath and then began to rock against his hips. Up, down, in and out, she thrust a little faster, deeper, grinding her pelvis against his cock. Behind her, Frankie moved around, walked away a moment, and she wondered what he was doing. Felt desperate to have him inside of her, close to her, too. “Frankie?” she called to him.

  “He’s coming baby. He didn’t disappear. God damn, I love how you need us close. I fucking love it,” Woodrow said, gripping her hair and head, pulling her down to ravish her mouth. She couldn’t move or rock her hips, as she was chest to chest with Woodrow, but then the cool liquid hit her asshole just as Frankie’s warm, calloused, hard hand held her hip. He slid his fingers in, and her and Woodrow moaned.

  “Oh, sweetie, you are so ready for cock,” Frankie whispered, his warm breath against her neck and shoulder as he stroked fingers into her ass. She couldn’t move. Woodrow’s cock was hard and growing thicker by the second, as Frankie and he restrained her, pressed against Woodrow’s chest as Frankie thrust those thick digits faster into her ass.

  “Frankie, please, oh please I need it,” she begged.

  “What do you need, baby? Tell me what you fucking need,” Frankie said harshly, and nipped her earlobe.

  “Your cock. Stick it in, Frankie. Take me together, please, please,” she begged.

  “Holy Jesus,” Frankie whispered.

  “Get in, I’m fucking there,” Woodrow said, and clenched his eyes closed.

  Frankie pulled those fingers of his out and a moment later she felt the thick bulbous head of his cock begin to push through and into her asshole. He nudged twice and then ‘plop’, he sunk in deep and they all moaned together. She panted for breath. “Oh my, oh my God, oh.” She moaned and exhaled.

  “Now,” Woodrow said.

  Frankie lifted her by her hips and began to thrust into her asshole. Woodrow thrust upward, rocking his hips, stroking into her over and over again. The two of them working their cocks into her body, claiming every inch of her and she cried out her release and came. Both men followed, Woodrow coming first, and then finally Frankie after he thrust a dozen more times, then hollered when he came. He collapsed against her back, ran his palms all over her and kissed her neck. “You’re amazing, Avana, and ours, forever. Just wait until the others get home tonight. Just wait.”

  They washed her up and then Frankie disappeared to get cleaned up. He returned and both men held her between them, caressing her thigh and her hip.

  “How was that, sweetie?” Woodrow asked, caressing her cheek.

  “Hmmm, well, who needs a Big Bob when I have men like you and your team?” she asked.

  Frankie squeezed her ass, making her gasp as Woodrow chuckled.

  “Good answer, baby. Good answer,” Frankie said, and kissed her bare shoulder. She closed her eyes and relished in the feeling of being safe and content. It didn’t even seem like she had a life before meeting Frankie, Woodrow, Cole, Nathan, Spade, and Bronco. Everything felt new and exciting, and she couldn’t wait until the others joined them, too.

  * * * *

  Nathan drove the truck home. It was five o’clock in the morning and they were exhausted from the long day and night hunting, and then finally getting lucky and finding Meredith. He couldn’t believe it. It was a fucking miracle that they found her and that she was alive. He heard her cell go off, glanced at it as the others remained strung tight in the truck, antsy to get back to Avana.

  He glanced at his cell.

  “Who is that?” Bronco asked, sitting in the passenger seat next to him.

  “Falzone, says Meredith is finally resting, and not shaking anymore. They got the shock under control, and he said thank you again.”

  “Damn, it’s a fucking miracle she’s alive, man. What the fuck kind of monster does this shit?” Bronco asked.

  “We’ve encountered some pretty brutal, sadistic fucks in our careers in the service, but this feels different,” Cole added.

  “It’s because sadistic, violent acts like this don’t belong in normal society. We’re used to seeing crazy fucks carve people up to send a message to their enemies. This guy started carving up couples and then went to raping and torturing women for some sadistic personal pleasure. It hits home,” Nathan said.

  “Even more so because we have Avana now,” Spade whispered.

  They were all quiet and obviously feeling the same things. Nathan knew he just couldn’t wait to see Avana, to hold her in his arms, to make love to her and just put this crazy shit behind them.

  When they got home, they each took showers. Before Nathan and Spade headed up, Cole and Bronco did and a few minutes later, Woodrow and Frankie joined them in the kitchen.

  “So you found her? She was alive, Cole said,” Woodrow asked.

  “Yes, thank God, because a little longer and we would have been too late,” Nathan stated.

  “How is Falzone? Did he contact his brother-in-law’s and sister to tell them?” Woodrow asked.

  “Yes, they’re headed by car and should get to the hospital in Dallas in a few hours. How is Avana?” Nathan asked.

  Woodrow smiled and Frankie did, too. Nathan could see how happy they were. They started telling them a story about vibrator shopping and Spade stood up.

  “Big Bob, huh?” he asked, straight-faced, eyes narrowed and licking his lips. He ran his hand through his wet hair. “I think we should join Cole and Bronco,” Spade said, and Nathan smiled, then took a deep breath and released it.

  “Just let me decompress a few more minutes,” he said, and Spade nodded.

  “How fucking bad was the scene in the cabin?” Frankie asked.

  “Bad,” Spade said, and swallowed hard, then got up and got more water from the refrigerator.

  Nathan explained what they found and saw, and about the feds.

  “So do you think they’ll get some prints, DNA, semen, for Christ’s sake?” Woodrow asked.

  “It’s looking that way. It was like he either expected to come back and find her dead so he could get rid of the body, or he was going to just leave her there, but that didn’t make sense to us. Hopefully they find evidence, can connect him to the other murders, and get an identity on him,” Nathan said.

  “I would lose my fucking mind if a woman I knew went missing and this guy took her,” Woodrow said, and then glanced upstairs.

  Spade clenched his teeth.

  “I kept thinking about Avana. About how Talia suffered by the hands of Barishna, and how much time had passed that Talia was a victim. Hell, about how we found her.”

  “I know, Nathan, it was terrible, but she’s alive and she was super strong, and look, she has four bad ass soldiers who love her so much. It worked out. Women need to be protected from monsters like these. We’ll do the same for our woman especially,” Woodrow said to him.

  “I saw Meredith, all those cuts and bruises, the damage to her body from this monster, and I kept thinking about Avana. How petite she is, and so caring and sweet, and fucking of course the way men hit on her. Fuck, I can’t handle it,” Spade said to them.

  “We can handle it together. We protect her together, always,” Frankie said to them.

  “I need her. Right now,” Spade said.

  “Me, too,” Nathan said.

  “Go on, we’ll give you guys some time. Just remember she’s here with us, safe and sound,” Woodrow said.

  Nathan and Spade headed upstairs.

  * * * *

  Bronco climbed onto the bed along with Cole. Their angel was sleeping, her hands under her chin, laying on her side, her breasts too full to be hidden by her arms. Cole pulled the sheets slowly from her body and she wiggled, cuddling into the pillow more until Bronco caressed her thigh. He lowered down and kissed her bare hip-bone, as Cole kissed he
r neck and shoulder.

  She blinked her eyes open, then immediately saw him and reached up to pull him against her. Bronco chuckled and so did Cole.

  “Hey, baby, miss us or something?” Bronco asked, absorbing the feel of her soft, feminine curves against him, her breasts against his bare chest as his cock grew thicker with need.

  “So much,” she said, pulling back.

  “How about me?” Cole asked, and she smiled, adjusted to her back and cupped Cole’s cheek. “A whole bunch.” She tilted up to kiss him. Cole cupped her cheek and kissed her softly.

  When he released her lips, Bronco gave her hip a tap.

  “We need you, honey. So much,” Bronco said to her.

  She squinted.

  “Is everything okay? Where are Spade and Nathan? Are they hurt?” she asked, sitting up.

  “No, sweetie, they’re downstairs talking to Woodrow and Frankie. They’ll join us soon. They missed you and need you like we do,” Cole said to her and she smiled, then nibbled her bottom lip.

  “I need you, too. Crazy, how much I missed you.”

  “Show us then,” Cole said and laid on his side and reached for her.

  She immediately rolled on top of him and they adjusted her to their liking.

  Bronco stood up on the side of the bed as Cole scooted down so her ass and his legs were hanging off the side of the bed.

  But then she was kissing Cole’s neck and then chest, twirling her tongue over his nipple then nipping it. “Whoa, someone is feeling frisky. Damn woman,” Cole said, running his fingers through her hair.

  “Maybe it was thoughts of that Big Bob,” Bronco teased, sliding fingers to her cunt from behind. She gasped, lifted up and looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes hooded as he fingered her cunt.

  “They told you?” she asked, seeming shocked.

  “You’ll need to explain. Frankie and Woodrow said to mention him.”

  She blushed, was totally red-faced as she turned back to face Cole, and was moaning and panting, lowering her mouth back to Cole’s body. Cole tilted his hips as she sucked on his cock and Bronco fingered her ass.

  “Honey, I need to be inside of you, baby. Get up here,” Cole commanded, and she climbed back up as Bronco removed his fingers then reached for the tube of lube that was conveniently left on the nightstand by the bed.

  “Tell me who the fuck Big Bob is,” Cole demanded as she sunk down onto his shaft and they both moaned.

  “Oh God, Cole, please. Please, it’s silly,” she said, panting and then rocking her hips.

  Bronco pressed his palm to her back as Cole thrust his hips upward.

  “Tell us,” Bronco said, and slid lubed fingers into her asshole.

  “Oh God. Oh!” She moaned louder.

  Smack

  “Oh.” She gasped after Cole smacked her ass.

  “Who is he?” he asked.

  “No one, oh God I can’t believe they said something. It’s silly.” She held on, moving her hips up and down then back against Bronco’s fingers.

  “Talk,” Bronco said, and eased his fingers in and out of her ass faster. She was panting as she spoke. “My sister and I went shopping and she was trying to talk me into…oh!” She moaned again.

  “Talk you into what?” Cole asked, and thrust upward.

  “Vibrators.” She cried out and then lifted up a little.

  “Vibrators?” Bronco asked, feeling aroused and interested.

  “It was huge so we called it Big Bob. Please, Bronco, I need you.”

  “And you’ll get me, after you tell me how big this fucking dick was.” He pulled his fingers out and then pressed the tip of his very aroused, thick cock to her asshole.

  “You all are bigger. Way bigger,” she said.

  “Right fucking answer, baby,” Bronco said, then gripped her hips and nudged his cock deeper and deeper into her ass until he was seated fully in her. The three of them moaned.

  “Fuck yeah. Move. We need to move,” Cole said, gripping her hair and head and kissing. He then released her lips as him and Bronco thrust their cocks into her pussy and asshole over and over again. She lifted up and held on, counterthrusting between them. “Oh God, Oh my God!” she exclaimed.

  “Fuck!” Cole exclaimed and came.

  Bronco kept thrusting and staring at her sexy, perfect body and how tiny she looked between them, yet handled them and their big cocks because she was made for them. “Mine. Mine!” Bronco yelled out and came in her ass.

  She fell to Cole’s chest and Bronco tried to catch his breath as Nathan and Spade came into the room.

  Bronco kissed her shoulders and then squeezed her ass as he slid from her body.

  She lifted up as Nathan and Spade came into the room and toward the bed. “Looks even better than it sounded,” Nathan said, and Avana smiled wide as Cole helped her up and she jumped into Nathan’s arms, hugging and kissing him, then reaching out to Spade at the same time.

  “I missed you guys so much.”

  “I can see that, sweetie,” Nathan said, running his palm over her ass. They were both naked and ready to make love to her next.

  Bronco smiled and headed to the bathroom to get washed up.

  * * * *

  Spade watched Nathan press Avana down to the bed and kiss her. She ran her fingers through his hair and her cute, pink manicured nails ran along his shoulders then to his head.

  “Is everything okay?” she asked as Nathan suckled against her neck, his body over hers, crushing her.

  “Good now that you’re in my arms and we can make love to you,” he said, then rolled to his back. He shifted and Avana’s naked ass and back was fully exposed to him as Nathan adjusted so that his legs and her ass hung off the side of the bed.

  Spade reached out and caressed her from shoulders to ass cheeks. She moaned.

  “Here, bro.” Cole tossed him the tube of lube.

  His dick twitched as Avana lifted up and took Nathan’s cock into her cunt. She rocked up and down, her sexy hips moving against him, and Spade spread her ass cheeks, needing, wanting to feel that deep, magical connection they shared when they all made love to her together.

  He glanced to the right as Cole and Bronco took seats in the lounge chairs they had pulled in and got comfortable watching.

  He eased the lube into her asshole, slowly, while caressing her hip and back with his palm as she thrust up and down on Nathan. Nathan was cupping her breasts and licking the mounds as she lifted higher so he could reach them fully with his mouth. She looked incredible, her thighs toned and muscular, her back, too, but she was so petite, so fragile, he felt incredibly protective of her, and needed to claim her. Inside her, making love to her calmed his mind and crazy thoughts, especially after the day and night they had.

  “I need you, baby. You ready for more?” he asked, and she eased back, looked at him over her shoulder.

  “I’m ready, Spade. I need you, too,” she said, and he bent forward, kissed her lips, and when he released them she gripped into Nathan’s shoulders, sunk back down on his cock and then lowered her chest to his as she widened her thighs, accepting Spade’s cock in her ass, too. He was overwhelmed with emotions. Had never, ever felt so connected and so possessive of anyone until Avana. He pressed the tip of his cock to her well-lubricated ass and began to nudge his way in. Inch by inch she took him until he felt that sensation, and her inner muscles grip tight and he moaned along with her and Nathan.

  “Perfection,” Nathan said, and she moaned.

  “Oh my God. Oh God, I feel so full. Please move. Move, Spade.”

  Cole and Bronco chuckled as Woodrow and Frankie joined them.

  In and out, Spade and Nathan stroked into her cunt and asshole. With every stroke, his mind no longer saw the images of that cabin and the poor battered victim, but instead was overpowered by the feel of making love to Avana with his brothers-in-arms, his team and family. He felt like they were all one. All connected, and he thrust and thrust, countering to Nathan’s thrust until he came
hard, and nearly lost focus. He kissed the back of her neck and spine as he eased out, and then Nathan rolled her to her back and finished her off.

  He loved her. There was no doubt in his mind that he loved her, and would protect her forever.

  Nathan thrust into her fast and hard, as she held onto him, her legs up against his ribs, the bed rocking and moaning, and then he grunted and came. He rocked a few more times and she squeezed him tight and kissed his shoulder, she was lost underneath Nathan, and Spade chuckled at the sight. She was more than protected with one of them, but with six of them, she had a full security team of commandoes. Letting her out of their sight for too long was going to be hell.

  Chapter Six

  It had been one hell of a weekend and Monday morning was swiftly approaching, but then the guys got a call about meeting over at the Filling Station so they headed there after she went by her house to change. She was feeling a little uneasy for some reason and couldn’t figure out why. As they all gathered at the bar, she got to meet Falzone, Biani, Vella, and Messina, who were big, tall and muscular like her men were. That thought put a smile on her face.

  “They let you out of bed, huh?” Tiana asked, coming up from behind her and hugging her. She chuckled, blushed and then leaned into her sister’s embrace. She looked at her. Tiana stood two inches taller than her and she had gorgeous green eyes. She hugged her tight and Avana noticed that the men all looked at them.

  “Are you okay? Coming home soon or quitting your job and moving in with them?” She winked and teased.

  “Very funny, wise ass. I’m heading home tonight. I have work tomorrow, and I scheduled new potential clients all day. I won’t be getting out until late every night this week.”

  “Your men are okay with this?” she asked, and glanced toward them, but then she swiftly looked away and turned toward Avana. “Who are those guys talking to your men?” she asked. Tiana looked and then turned back and smiled.

  “Good looking, right?”

  “Duh,” Tiana said.

  Avana chuckled. “Those are the guys everyone was helping with a case they had gotten involved with. I’ll introduce you.”