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  “I’ll meet you at home,” Cole said, then hit the unlock on the sports car and got inside. It smelled like her, like Brazille’s shampoo and her perfume. It was neat inside, too. He started the engine, revved it up, then glanced out the window he opened. J.T. lowered her to her feet, turned her around and slapped her on the ass before opening the door.

  “Get on up, sugar. That’s an order.”

  Brazille climbed up into the truck, looking both shell-shocked and aroused. Cole smiled wide and sped out of the parking lot, letting the tires squeal as he enjoyed being behind the wheel of this at least nine-thousand-dollar sports car. The woman had great taste. Would they be good enough for someone like her? He didn’t know, and he actually started to feel insecure, like maybe he wasn’t good enough. He shook his head, flexed his chest and felt his cock harden from being in her car and inhaling her perfume. The attraction was there, and it was strong. That was his focus as he headed straight to their house on the campground. Tonight was going to be super special, and perhaps the beginning of something great for their team, as well as for Brazille.

  * * * *

  Brazille felt so aroused and turned on right now it was crazy. She couldn’t believe she allowed J.T. and his dominant bossy attitude to make her decision for her. Two long years with no sex, and then these two come along and get her all riled up and horny. Yes, horny. That was why she was here now in this truck. She was going to have sex with two men she hardly knew, but who totally turned her on. Her nipples felt hard and full, her pussy leaked and she couldn’t even imagine how much wilder this could get.

  Then she thought about Luke and Farrow. What if they’re up? What if they want to join in? Holy hell, she was going to do a ménage either way, whether it was two men or four men. She started to panic, really panic, when J.T. snagged her hand and pulled her closer.

  “No. No panicking, no second thoughts. Just let it be. We all want this, and I guarantee you won’t be disappointed. You’re a natural submissive, baby. You need direction, discipline, and experienced men, and you’ll get that tonight,” he said to her, and brought her hand to his crotch. She felt his hard erection.

  “You do that to me. So who is seducing who here?” he said with deep emotion, and almost like it shocked him and he would reprimand her for it. Why did she imagine him spanking her ass and blaming her for wanting to have sex? “Oh God,” she whispered.

  “I feel it, too. We’ll be there soon,” he said, and as he pulled toward the security gates the soldiers let him in, but not before looking at her and then smiling. “Eyes off my woman,” J.T. stated firmly, and the soldiers got straight-faced. “Yes, sir. Have a good evening, sir,” they added, and she leaned against his shoulder and inhaled his cologne as he drove. She felt it. A deep, crazy attraction that she wasn’t going to fight. She kissed his neck and he tightened up. She had that effect on big bad mean J.T., a leader of men of Sons of Justice. Some of the craziest soldiers around from what she heard. They helped to save Lauren with their connections. They were resourceful, and they were killers, as well. She felt her heart racing. She prayed she didn’t make a mistake coming here.

  “Keep kissing me. I love how your lips feel against my skin. I love the scent of you. So sweet and sexy,” he told her, and she could sense his body tighten every time her lips hit his skin. As she kissed him, she looked at his large hand on the steering wheel, and the way the muscles and tendons in his forearm flexed. It was a total turn on. She ran her palm up along his forearm, feeling the muscles there as she kissed his neck and inhaled his cologne. She couldn’t help but to slide her palm down his shirt. The feel of hard muscles burned her fingertips and aroused her pussy.

  “I bet your cream is just as sweet, baby, and I’m going to find out tonight,” he said to her, shocking her, arousing her, and indicating how experienced J.T. really was. Holy shit, she felt almost virginal, like she would be having sex for the first time. She didn’t want to come across that way. Inexperienced, and also she didn’t want to seem easy. Perhaps this was moving too fast and it didn’t matter how strong and instant the attraction was, it could be a detrimental mistake to her existence, and living here in Repose amongst her longtime friends. Shit.

  She pulled back.

  “No, don’t overthink things. We’re here,” he said, and she saw the back taillights of her sports car go out, and Cole got out of the car. J.T. parked directly behind her. There would be no escaping unless they accepted her leaving. She felt nervous, foolish, and a bit untrusting. Had she fallen for their games? Was this just a means to get laid?

  “Don’t,” he stated firmly, and then pulled her onto his lap and kissed her again, sending her into the same thinking his kisses caused. I want him. I want Cole. I want to do this. I’m tired of being alone and feeling like there’ll never be a man, or men, I can trust or get close to or let in. Please don’t let this be a mistake. Please.

  When she felt his large, warm hand slide under her sweater to her breast, and then felt him moan into her mouth, she knew he was pleased with what he felt. The door opened.

  “Are we having another make-out session? Because if so, I’m in,” Cole said, and she felt his palm slide back and forth against her thigh and then to her sweater. A moment later, his lips touched the skin on her belly. “Holy fuck, she has badass abs,” Cole said, and J.T. released her lips and stroked his thumb along her breast.

  “She’s filled with little surprises for us to unwrap tonight. Let’s get her inside where we can explore her fully,” J.T. told him. She eased up to get off of J.T., and he stopped her with a hand between her thighs, her arms around his neck.

  “No, don’t move, I’ve got you,” he stated. She wondered how, but he easily slid from the driver’s side, keeping her in his arms, while using one arm to hold her against him and in the air. He pushed the door closed and walked around the front, hitting the locks and walking with Cole. Her heart was racing.

  “I can hear your heart beating so fast, baby. We won’t hurt you. We’re experienced men, and we know what we want, and it’s you.”

  “And tomorrow?” she asked as Cole unlocked the front door to their large home.

  “We’ll worry about that then,” he said as they entered the house.

  The lights were low and she wondered if Farrow and Luke were there, and then feared they were and how this would go down. They were fierce. Even their looks were fierce with those cold dark eyes, dark hair, and muscles galore. She swallowed hard, and as they got to the living room there sat Farrow and Luke, dressed, ready, and eying her over.

  “So it didn’t suck after all,” Farrow stated.

  J.T. looked at Cole. “They understand the rules?” he asked him, and she didn’t know what he was talking about.

  “They do,” he said, and then J.T. set her down on her feet. She fixed her top as J.T. pulled her close.

  “You both remember, Brazille,” he said.

  “Of course. The woman has the eyes of a goddess and an angel,” Luke said, and walked closer to reach out his hand. She placed hers in his and he brought it to his lips. She was shaking and she didn’t know if they would just ease right into joining her, Cole, and J.T., or at least pretend to have thought of her before or even cared. Then he brought her hand to his lips and kissed the top, and she was shocked as a scowl formed on his face, and he looked truly angry at the bruising as if he really cared. The back and forth emotions were draining her energy.

  “What the fuck is this?” he demanded to know.

  She gasped and tightened, went to pull back, and he instead drew her into an embrace. She grabbed onto him with her free hand.

  “It’s okay. It’s a long story. I’m fine.”

  He stared at it as Farrow approached, and his brother and him exchanged looks. Farrow narrowed his eyes at the bruising and then looked at her.

  “If you’re in any kind of trouble, you tell us right now. We don’t stand for no bullshit nonsense. We aren’t like the other men your girlfriends are involved with,”
Farrow stated firmly, and in a tone that had her shaking.

  “I’m not, Farrow. I handled it myself.”

  He eyed her over like she couldn’t handle shit.

  “She had help, one of her bosses and a couple of security guys,” J.T. said to Farrow.

  Luke caressed her hair from her cheeks and she stared up at him. Farrow placed his hand on her hip, and slid his finger into one of the belt loops and pulled her closer. She gasped and grabbed onto him and Luke, instantly feeling the rock-solid muscles, and that deep, immediate attraction.

  “Easy, Farrow. It took some convincing to get our Brazille to come home with us tonight.”

  “Is that right, Brazille?” he asked, and leaned closer to inhale her shampoo. When she saw him close his eyes and then lick his lips, she was both aroused and intimidated.

  “A dream come true,” Luke said, indicating they had thought about her, and maybe even fantasized about her coming here and being with all of them. Suddenly, she was gaining confidence to follow through with whatever took place.

  “You’ve thought about me before?” she asked them.

  Luke stroked her jaw so she would look at him.

  “You’ve already made me come. In the fucking shower with thoughts of this sexy body, your sweet sensual smile, and what I imagined your gorgeous blue eyes might look like when my team and I make you come.”

  Her lips parted, she felt like she lost her breath, but then Farrow kissed her on the mouth as Luke ran his hand over her ass, squeezing. It went from zero to a hundred miles per hour in record speed.

  Farrow pulled back and grabbed for her sweater. He lifted it up and over her head, tossing it, her breasts coming into view. She heard the long whistle and then Luke cupped her cheeks and drew her closer to him, and kissed her next. Behind her, hands slid to the zipper in her jeans and her pants were shoved down and off of her. There she stood in matching black panties and bra. They were skimpy, sexy, and all lace—a sure pleaser for any man who was lucky enough to see them.

  “Bedroom,” she heard J.T. command, and then Luke was lifting her up into his arms and carrying her through the house to the stairs and into a large bedroom.

  “Holy shit, she’s gorgeous,” Cole said as lights came on nice and low, and then Luke set her feet down. He lowered to his knees and she held onto his shoulders.

  “You are a goddess. Holy fuck, Brazille. Holy fuck,” he said and kissed her belly right above her panties.

  “You work out hard, baby. I can tell,” Farrow said to her and slid his finger along her abs, then flicked her belly ring.

  “Nice tattoo. It looks like it was done with a black pen, it’s so dainty,” Cole told her and then lowered down to kiss it against her hip bone. It was too much. All four of them surrounded her, making comments, giving her compliments, stroking her skin, zeroing in on her body like it was a masterpiece, like it was nothing they ever saw before.

  She was overwhelmed with their examination of her body, and then she locked gazes with J.T. The oldest, their leader, the one in complete command here. He took off his shirt and all those fine muscles and a dusting of dark hair had her licking her lips.

  “Do we need condoms?” he asked her.

  “We should to be safe.”

  “We’re safe, baby,” Farrow told her and kissed her lips.

  “You’re more experienced, that’s pretty damn obvious,” she replied.

  “How so?” Cole asked, sliding his palm along her back to unclip her bra.

  “I went out for a couple of drinks with friends and to watch a football game, now here I am with the four of you, and you damn well know this is going to turn into a situation,” she said to them.

  “I said to focus on the here and now. Tomorrow will eventually come and we’ll handle it,” J.T. said.

  “Cole, the condoms,” J.T. said to him, just as Cole unclipped her bra and she let it fall.

  They were completely quiet and then she saw their satisfied grins and hard expressions.

  “God damn, woman, this is going to be one hell of a fucking night,” Farrow said, and immediately cupped her breast, then kissed her tenderly. Luke slid her panties down, and then they lifted her up and placed her onto the bed.

  She couldn’t believe she was here with them, and how dominating, controlling, and powerful they were. She moaned as Farrow suckled on her nipple hard then tugged upward. She grabbed his hair and lifted her pelvis.

  “This is where you belong, Brazille. With us, with me, here in our bed, letting us claim every fucking inch of you. Not those cowboys at the bar looking to take what’s ours,” Cole stated with venom.

  She locked gazes with him and he looked wild as he stood there with no shirt on, pants undone, and cock pushing to be released from his jeans. She could see the tip.

  “Cole. Oh…” she moaned and came.

  “Damn straight!” J.T. said.

  In a flash they were kissing her, suckling on her breasts and spreading her thighs. Farrow and Luke were kissing along the inside of her groin, and then one tongue licked her cunt and then up over her mound, her belly, and then her breasts. Another tongue, Luke’s, licked her pussy lips, tugged on her clit, then slid up her mound over her belly ring, tickling her, and then to her other breast. It was wild, and they were a lethal, hard force upon her and she loved it. She exhaled and then gasped when J.T. joined in. She turned to the right, feeling the caress to her cheek, her eyes landing on Luke’s as he winked and then licked her breast again, just as J.T. plunged a finger up into her cunt.

  She moaned as Cole walked over toward the dresser. She saw the drawer of condoms and then there were several on the bed. She cringed a moment, her mind thinking that they had that many condoms just sitting in a dresser drawer? How many women have they brought here and screwed? Oh God, could this be a huge mistake or what?

  “Oh.” She gasped as Farrow pinched her nipple hard. She looked at him, trying to catch her breath as she was over stimulated.

  “Thought we were boring you, baby. Need us to bring it up a notch?” he asked, and just then J.T. slid his tongue over her anus and then pressed a finger to her ass. She nearly shot up off the bed.

  “J.T. Oh God, please.”

  “I thought so,” Farrow said and then went back to suckling her breast as he ran his palm back and forth over her abdominal muscles. He seemed truly impressed with her physique.

  J.T. reached for a condom from the pile on the bed and placed it onto the bed closer to them. He lowered down and suckled on her pussy, sending her head back as she moaned. Farrow gently took her bruised wrist and raised it up above her head to remain with her other wrist he pulled up next. He kissed the bruised one. “A woman as beautiful and sexy as you should never be sporting bruises, understand me?” he asked, almost reprimanding her as if it were her fault.

  “Oh God.” She grunted as J.T. did something spectacular with his tongue and teeth, and then fingered her ass a few more times, then pulled his finger out. She was restrained and needed to come, but then they all joined in. Luke suckled on one breast as Farrow suckled on the other breast. J.T. stroked his cock while he thrust his finger into her cunt until his own dick began to throb with need.

  “Fuck, I can’t take it. You’re too fucking hot, woman,” he said and lifted up, pulled the condom into place, and then aligned his cock with her cunt.

  “Hold her arms up there until she can learn to keep them up and on her own, and realize that this body, every fucking inch, is ours,” he said in such a possessive manner, she already felt her pussy creaming. She felt the tip of his cock at her entrance, and then his hands slid to her waist and he held her gaze as he inched his cock deeper.

  “Let me in, baby. Come on and let me the fuck in,” he said.

  She moaned, felt her pussy spasm as he shoved all the way in. She felt a slight ache. He was super thick and long and it had been two years since she had sex. What a hell of a way to get back into the swing of things. She felt emotional, and as she locked gazes with J.T
., he squinted and caught his breath, and then closed his eyes and avoided looking at her, keeping that gaze and she knew he felt it, too. Holy God, she really, really liked him, liked all of them and felt a connection.

  “Let me touch you. Let me go,” she said, and Farrow released her wrists and she immediately grabbed onto J.T. The others moved off the bed and he continued to thrust into her, to rock his hips as she slid her hands over his hard muscles, loving every inch of him. They both moaned and then he stared at her a moment as if shocked.

  “You’re so damn tight. I can hardly move, baby. Fuck, you’re sucking my dick so hard.”

  “Oh God, you’re so big J.T. Oh, Oh!” she moaned and came.

  “Fuck.” He pulled out and slammed back into her. “Harder J.T., Harder,” she demanded.

  “Hot damn,” Luke said, and then J.T. got super wild. His thighs lifted, causing hers to lift higher. He ran his hands up her breasts and cupped them, then squeezed them.

  “You’re super fucking hot and sexy, baby. Fuck, I’m going to come,” he said, and then slid his hand to her throat. She tilted her head back and he held her gaze with such a deep carnal expression, she felt it to her soul. She didn’t look away. She parted her lips, feeling so submissive, controlled and possessed by this man. It almost scared her and she came again. It was his possessive hold, that expression and look in his eyes, and the knowledge that he was a soldier. A superior one and man who killed to stay alive.

  “Oh.” She grunted and he cursed as he came, and he rocked his hips and then slowly lowered over her and kissed her. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, ran his hand along her breast and hip, and then rolled to the side, sliding his palm over her ass.

  “Amazing. We’re doing that again. In fact, I don’t think my men and I are going to let you out of this bed,” he said, and his buddies chuckled. She just stared at him as he caressed her arm and then brought her fingers to his lips and kissed her knuckles.