Crossroads 6: Love Undercover (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read online

  “You feel so fucking good. You’re so tight, baby. I won’t last. Not with this sexy body and your tits rocking and swaying.”

  He eased his hands under her, over her belly, and up to her breasts. He cupped them with those masculine, large, warm hands of his, and she shivered as she came again.

  She looked at Toro and Elwood. Elwood was washing his cock with a wet towel, and Toro was watching her and stroking his cock. Did he want to take her again, so soon?

  “Here I come, baby. Here I come.”

  Damien held his cock in her cunt as he came. He shook and held her tight, and she closed her eyes and relished the sensation of being fucked by three men. He slowly pulled out of her, and she went to move, but Toro had other plans.

  “Not yet. I need more.” He took Damien’s place, came in behind her, and eased his cock against her pussy. He ran the tip back and forth over her pussy then her anus. She shivered with anticipation.

  “Such a nice tight ass. I can’t wait to fuck it while Damien fucks that pussy and Elwood fucks your mouth.”

  He eased his hand over her shoulder and tilted her head to the side as he stroked into her pussy from behind. She felt stretched, awkward in this position, yet entirely turned on by his control. He brought his face closer to hers.

  “Would you like to suck Elwood’s cock?” he asked and then licked her lower lip.

  “Yes,” she said, and he kissed her, plunging his tongue in deeply as he increased the depths of his strokes into her pussy from behind.

  Elwood crawled up onto the bed. She looked down at his cock, long, thick, with pre cum dripping from the tip.

  “Suck him,” Toro ordered.

  She opened her mouth and took him in. He stroked her hair and held her head as she sucked up and down, bobbing her head. Behind her, Toro fucked her pussy faster, and then she felt his finger ease into her ass. It didn’t burn so much this time, and as he thrust and fucked her while she fucked Elwood’s cock, Toro stretched her anus, scissored his fingers, and added a second digit as he stroked. She couldn’t take it and was losing focus.

  “Fuck I’m there. I’m fucking there,” Elwood said and shot his seed down her throat.

  “Fuck,” Toro cried out and pulled his finger from her ass and began to stroke deeper, faster into her cunt. She cried out and panted as Toro came inside of her pussy.

  As he eased out of her pussy, she fell to the bed and tried catching her breath. Hands massaged her back and her ass, and then she felt the kisses.

  “Shower, you and me, now,” Damien said.

  She blinked her eyes open at him and saw that fierce, controlled expression. Like a good soldier, she eased up, and before she could try to climb off the bed, Damien lifted her up into his arms. He kissed her mouth and then carried her to the bathroom. He set her feet down.

  “You’re incredible, Sacha. So fucking perfect.”

  He started the shower, and she stood there taking in the sight of Damien. He had a bit of scruff along his cheeks and upper lip. It added to his sex appeal and the macho roughness of his demeanor. His dark-blue eyes held hers as he eased his arm around her waist and hoisted her close against his muscled, chiseled chest. She gasped when his palm landed over her ass.

  “When we make love to you together, it’s going to be incredible. You’ll be ours fully and in every way, and we’ll be yours. This is just the beginning.”

  He was so serious, and his words, the meaning behind them, assaulted her senses. She wanted that, craved that, but it also scared her. She didn’t know if she could open her heart and soul to them. The fear of what they did for a living, just like what she did, could stand in the way of letting herself go. But she didn’t have time to process that as Damien lifted her up and brought her into the shower. He pressed her against the wall as she straddled his waist and the water fell upon them. Tilting her head back, he suckled her chin and kissed her lips then suckled her chin again. She felt his cock tap against her folds, and somehow she wanted him inside of her again. It was where life was perfect, and it didn’t involve thinking or being scared. It was freedom. She rocked her hips against him, and he lifted her higher so he could suckle her breast. She reached between them and stroked his cock. He let go of her nipple as he tugged.

  “Fuck, you got me so hard.” He lowered her down over his shaft and began to sink into her depths. She pressed down, wanting, needing, that connection. It was overwhelming, and as they locked gazes, it all became so raw and real.

  “Mine. All fucking mine.” He practically growled as he covered her mouth and thrust into her deeply.

  She kissed him, and it was wild. It became a challenge of control and power, but she gave in as he thrust so hard, so deeply into her cunt that she lost her breath and cried out her release. He continued to assault her senses and fuck her so hard, so fast that she didn’t know where his desire and stamina came from, and then he grunted as he came, spreading her ass cheeks and pressing his cock to her womb as he shoved her hard against the wall and grunted. She hugged him tight, loving the feeling of being one with Damien, just like she had been with Elwood and Toro. It was crazy, and as he eased his cock from her pussy, she instantly thought of Elwood and Toro and making love to them again.

  * * * *

  It was proving to be difficult to keep their hands off of Sacha. Even now, after they’d all showered after making love all morning, Damien noticed that none of them seemed to be able to stay too far from her. After they grabbed some lunch, they headed to the office in the basement. Elwood held her hand as she held the envelope containing the only possible evidence and clue as to who had set her team up and killed them. It hadn’t sat right with him before making love to Sacha, and it certainly felt worse now. He was instantly protective and possessive of her. Making love to her together with his brothers was magical and not something to take lightly. None of them were, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that, once they were out of bed, she was a different person and back to business. Back to being tough and trying to prepare herself for what they would find on the thumb drives. He just hoped that was all holding her back and that she wasn’t unable to commit to them on an intimate level.

  Elwood sat down in front of the computer. He checked and rechecked the wires and all the software they had installed specially. It was safe and secure. No one could trace anything they did or looked at, and even if there was a tracking device on the thumb drives or microchips, it shouldn’t matter. They had a scrambler that would redirect the signal elsewhere. But Damien was still a little nervous because technology changed on a daily basis, and anything was possible.

  Damien took the other seat, and Toro held Sacha around the waist as he leaned against the other desk. His hand was splayed over her belly and hip and the low-rise light pants she wore. The midriff, long-sleeved shirt accentuated her toned belly and showed bits of the bruising on her ribs that he didn’t like seeing on her. He hoped they healed quickly.

  They looked at her, and she glanced at Toro, his expression firm as he released her and crossed his arms in front of his chest. She stepped between Elwood and Damien and opened up the envelope. She slid the contents onto the table.

  “Okay, let’s see what we have.” Elwood lifted up the first gray and silver thumb drive. “It’s not labeled.”

  “Either is the other one or the microchips, which we’ll need a reader for,” she said to him.

  “We have that, too. It slides right into one of these,” Damien told her as he showed her the small device.

  Elwood went to put the thumb drive into the computer to read it.

  She touched his arm. “Before we look at this, I need to ask you one more time. Are you guys sure you want in? Are you certain you want to be part of this? Because I can’t guarantee your safety. Anything could happen. You know that?” she asked them.

  Damien took her hand and brought it to his lips. “Trust us. We’re doing this for you, for Charro, and for the good of what’s right and for every soldier out there who has lost thei
r life because of these people.”

  She nodded.

  Elwood gave her a wink. “We’re in this together. Let’s see what we find.”

  Damien didn’t understand any of the things he saw on the computer screen, but Sacha did. She started to decode the information, translating the language to English and then filtering through the contents.

  “Sounds like they’re planning an attack or a hit,” Toro said to them.

  Sacha continued to read what it said, and then she stopped. She covered her mouth with her hand. “This is a hit all right. It’s for one in the States.”

  “What?” Damien asked, sitting forward in his seat. “Scroll down, Elwood. See what it lists there. Those numbers are a code. My team and I were able to track these codes and numbers and come up with a system Black Out used to communicate with one another. These numbers and letters are for the U.S. government. There’s some sort of hit on U.S. soil.”

  “Shit. How the fuck do we figure out who, when, and where?” Toro asked, standing behind her. Sacha took the seat between Elwood and Damien.

  “There’s nothing else on this thumb drive,” Elwood said.

  “Put in the other one,” Toro said from over her shoulder.

  Damien handed it to Elwood, and the second the information pulled up onto the screen they were shocked.

  It gave the date, who was going to be taken out, and a list of names of individuals doing the hit.

  “Holy shit. We have our work cut out for us. We need to find out who these people are and what they look like,” Elwood said as he started to type on the keyboard.

  “We need to check out where these two senators and the congressman plan on being on that date.” Toro moved along to another desk and computer.

  “Wait. Are all these computers safe and guarded?” she asked.

  “Yes,” the three of them said at once, and they started to work.

  Damien pulled out the microchip reader. As the info came up on the screen, he felt disappointed. “It’’ a dud. There’s nothing on there.”

  “Wait.” She looked at the screen, and he didn’t know what she was thinking. Then she typed some words onto the keyboard, and a password label came up. She pulled her lower lip between her teeth. “Damn, Anya, please tell me our guy coded this with the password we all know.”

  “Who is Anya?” he asked.

  “Another agent who went missing the same day our mission turned to shit. Spence, our team leader, had a suspicion that she was taken out and her identity compromised. It was why I had to go in.”

  “What does she have to do with this password?” he asked.

  “Well, our intel, the one who worked undercover in Black Out, was able to copy these thumb drives and file and then place them into this safe. But then we believe his identity was revealed and they killed him. At least that is what Spence felt happened. He said something about others interested in the thumb drives, but nothing more. As we caught wind of his death, we were trying to pull off this last part of the plan. He was to disappear for the night, and his cover would be fine. We would go in, open the safe, and take the thumb drives he copied. Except Anya never made it. She was killed, and I was forced to meet up with Charro and help him. But Charro never showed. I got worried, and I knew time was limited because Black Out’s soldiers were closing in. I got into the office, got the thumb drives, and was about to leave when these guys came in with Charro and were beating the crap out of him. It was an intense moment.”

  “You killed them?” Toro asked her.

  “Two out of three. Charro broke the third guy’s neck. You know the rest.”

  “Well, put in the password so we can get the names and you can see if this Anya and the agent were legit.”

  She typed it in, and nothing happened. She typed it in again, and an alert popped up onto the screen.

  “Fuck, it’s protected,” Damien told her.

  “Protected? From whom? These were meant to be taken by us so we could close in on Black Out and take them down. It has to work.” She typed in the password again and again. Damien covered her hand.

  “Sacha, it isn’t working. It was bullshit. This Anya and the agent working for you were probably double agents.”

  “No. No. Over ten people died that day on my team. We were not set up by Anya and the agent. No, it can’t be true. That would mean it was all bullshit, a show, and that they killed us all for—”

  She stood up, shoving the chair back as she turned around and stared at the wall with her fists by her side. She was fuming and trying to catch her breath. He felt terribly for her and angry as well. They were far greater casualties than what she had been told.

  “Sacha?” Elwood said her name as She heard Toro stand up. She turned around and faced them.

  “They’re not getting away with this. They killed Charro and my entire team, for what? A decoy? A game of power to show that they knew there were undercover agents? No. No fucking way am I letting them get away with this. No way.” She stared at the screen and the words indicating her password didn’t work.

  Damien pulled her onto his lap and hugged her. “We’ll figure it out Sacha. We’ll get them.”

  * * * *

  “We got a hit. The tracking mechanism worked. Someone just opened up the microchip,” Falcon called to his commander as they sat in the control room at headquarters. They had a secret base containing everything they needed to run their team’s investigation. As Special Operatives, they worked privately on investigations involving terrorists and other crimes against the U.S. government. They had been hunting Black Out and its leader for months now. Charro was working as a double agent, but unfortunately his cover was blown. He was unable to make it out alive. They got there too late to help him.

  “Jesus, who the fuck is it? Is it someone from Black Out? Mahem maybe?” Commander Chordero asked.

  “No, sir, this isn’t coming from the Middle East. It’s coming from New York.”

  “What?” Chordero asked and rushed over to take a look at the monitor and the tracking mechanism.

  “The signal was a flash hit. The computer automatically records the findings but doesn’t quite pinpoint the exact location,” Falcon told him.

  “What the hell is going on? Does this mean these fuckers are here, in the States, and getting ready for something?” Axel asked as he joined them.

  “I don’t know what it means. The only reason we even got wind of there being a copy of the thumb drive and microchip was that brief chatter our intelligence on the inside picked up on,” Chordero said to them.

  “Don’t remind me about that. We were thirty minutes late to the party and don’t have a soul to interrogate for answers,” Falcon said.

  “Yeah, just a bunch of dead bodies. Where’s that list you uncovered while breaking into those government files, Falcon? The female Marine that wasn’t accounted for, where did she come from? Where does she live? I want everything you’ve got on her.”

  “Chordero, you seriously think she’s the one who took out all those men from Black Out, then escaped from Kabul by herself, then got into the United States and is in New York with those thumb drives?”

  “I’ve seen stranger things, Falcon. Our double agent placed those thumb drives in that safe for either us or those government operatives to find. Charro knew what needed to be done, and I’m still wondering how he didn’t get those thumb drives himself and get them to the drop-off location to meet you and Axel there,” Chordero said to them.

  “Unless he handed them off to this Marine for some reason and she got out alive,” Falcon said.

  “No, something went terribly wrong. Someone was working against them and against us. This double layer of protection, having our team ensure delivery of those thumb drives, was intervened by someone inside. There’s no other explanation. Commander Maddox thinks so, too. We need to find out where those thumb drives are so we can get those codes and you, Falcon, can unscramble them, decode them, or whatever needs to be done before Black Out succ
eeds in whatever the fuck they are planning. Find them for us. Now.”

  Falcon nodded and continued to work on the computer while the rest of them found out more about the one female Marine unaccounted for.

  Chapter 4

  “I want to know what the fuck is going on?” Senator Dupree spoke into his cell phone as he stood by the window in his office. He had a bad feeling in his gut. Too much was riding on these fucking rogue Marines. He was getting too old for this shit. It was going to be his last stint as a senator if he could ensure that asshole Senator Jay Roland didn’t get elected in the upcoming election. Eliminating his cohorts, Congressman R.R. Lewis and Senator Lilly Campbell, would be an added security as well. What the fuck was Mayhem and his team doing?

  “We have everything under control. The plan is in motion, and we should be in the States within the next few weeks as planned,” Mahem told him.

  “What about those thumb drives, the Marine that’s unaccounted for? What’s going on?” he asked.

  “We’re working on it now. We believe she may have escaped to the States.”

  “To the United States? What the fuck? Who is this woman? What’s the name?”

  “We’re taking care of it, Dupree. Don’t you worry, I’m going to personally make sure she pays for the aggravation she’s caused me.”

  “The name?” he pushed, raising his voice.

  “Sacha Smith.”

  It took a moment for Dupree to process her name. Then it hit him. It couldn’t be. There was no way that Sacha was Devan Smith’s daughter. How fucking crazy would that be? Her Marine father was one of the main reasons why Dupree almost got busted in connection to some arms deals in Africa. He even tried to get some of their people to eliminate Devan Smith when he and his team of soldiers overtook a military camp and confiscated all the guns and ammo. It was a fucking mess and had cost Dupree millions.

  “Are you still there?” Mahem asked.