by Tl Reeve
Scotty glided his fingertips over the back of her hand, drawing her attention. Hey.
She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest. Since the surgery to relieve the pressure on the hematoma, the bruised patch on his ribs began to heal and now, instead of the angry purple-black spot, more of it had become a shade of green and yellow. Even the through and through on his leg was healing better, too. Hey yourself, she signed. Sleep good?
Feels like all I do is sleep. He tipped her chin up and placed a kiss on the seam of her mouth.
Sleep is good for healing.
Scotty nodded. What about you?
I’m good. Better now that we’re home.
He snorted. Hotel isn’t home.
No, it wasn’t, which brought her to crux of the situation. We should talk.
Scotty grunted. Yes.
I had sex with Thomas.
I thought you might. He ran his thumb along her cheek when she dipped her face away from him. I knew it would happen.
Her eyes widened in surprise. Huh?
So oblivious. Scotty grinned. Seeing you with Thomas is hot. Jerked off to the thought.
“Scotty, I...”
Like Thomas? He cocked a brow. Love him?
She did. Both of them. Yes. Can’t choose.
Who says you have to?
She stared up at him. Had he really said that? When his expression didn’t change, she let out a shuddered breath. Are you sure?
He bobbed his fist. Yes.
“Are you two talking behind my back?” Thomas wrapped an arm around her middle and tucked her against his chest. The thick length of his cock pressed to the crack of her ass and she shivered.
“A little.” She swallowed hard. “I told Scotty I didn’t want to choose.”
“Good.” Thomas kissed the side of her neck while staring at Scotty. “You want some? Feel up to it now?”
Scotty licked his lips. Yes.
“Join us.” Thomas lifted AJ’s leg and placed it over his leg, opening her up to both of them. “Two weeks is a long time, baby girl.”
It had been a lifetime for her. However, between debriefs and caring for Scotty, they didn’t have time to do much else but eat and sleep. Now, as heat bloomed low in her belly, she wanted both men which such a desperation, it stole her ability to think. “It has.” She pushed the words past her lips.
“Look at Scotty staring at you,” Thomas whispered against the shell of her ear, before nipping it.
She sucked in a breath. Arousal burned in Scotty’s beautiful blue eyes. It transformed his features into that of a wild beast, stalking his prey. She licked her lips and held her hand out to him. He took it without hesitation and fit himself between her legs. His dick sought her entrance, however instead of filling her, he teased her, running the tip of his erection along her slit. She rocked her hips against him, desperate to have him inside her.
Scotty, it seemed, had other plans.
He gripped her hips holding her still while he continued to torment her. Behind her, Thomas groaned. She glanced down and found out why. Scotty as he slid his cock along her slick slit, he also rubbed Thomas’ cock, too. Her heart lodged in her throat and the most delectable thread of pleasure spread through her body. She tingled from head to toe while she watched them. It was hot. Sexy as fuck. Debauched. She reached down and ran her palm along both of their lengths before gripping them in her palm.
Thomas hissed, flexing his hips into her hand. Scotty whimpered increasing his pace until he snarled and pushed her hand out of the way. In one thrust, he filled her so completely, she arched to him on a silent cry of bliss. Scotty rutted within her. His pace had an uneven hitch to it. She couldn’t keep up with him, nor did she try.
Then, he pulled out, surprising her once more. Your turn, pops.
A chuckle vibrated in Thomas’ chest as he entered her from behind. If Scotty had been out of control, Thomas was the epitome of it. His thrusts were measured, meant to give the maximum amount of pleasure for both of them. AJ sank into it, allowing her eyes to flutter shut. Having both men shower her with attention overwhelmed her in the best way possible. She could get used to it—crave it.
Thomas pulled out on a groan, pressing his forehead to her shoulder. “Fuck, this a test of my will-power.”
“You’re both keeping me on edge. I ache for both of you.” She peered at Thomas behind her. “I need more.”
“I know you do, baby girl.” He kissed her. “Don’t move.”
She wasn’t going anywhere, not while Scotty entered her once more. This time his pace slowed while he drew one of her nipples into his mouth. AJ ran her fingers through his short, curly red locks, holding him to her. The frenzied edge evened out. His pace became a sensual beat, adding to the heat already coiled deep within her. She stared at her best friend. The man she couldn’t live without and kissed him. Scotty moaned, devouring her kiss with one of his own. She trembled in his arms. She felt the moment everything between them changed and a sob hitched in her throat.
As many times as she told herself she loved him, it didn’t compare to the moment something nudged at her soul and the dawning reality of Scotty being hers, took hold. It was magical. She wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him. I love you, she mouthed.
Scotty smirked. Love you, too.
The bed dipped and Thomas joined them. He growled in her ear and she clenched around Scotty. He groaned, palming her ass. Thomas took the opportunity to rub his cock along the seam of her ass before clicking open the cap of a bottle.
Slow down, Thomas signed. Prep her.
Scotty nodded. His strokes were short, but not enough to cause her to orgasm. When Thomas eased away from her, she tried to look back at him, but Scotty stopped her. He kissed her again while continuing the probing pumps of his hips. The cold wetness of lube drew her attention once more, but Scott wasn’t having any of it. He held her in place, keeping her gaze locked on him while Thomas rubbed his thumb over the star of her rear then pressing forward.
AJ gasped. The burning pain of being stretched in a foreign way caused her to cling to Scotty. She’d never felt anything as intense as having Thomas prep her. He was meticulous. Thorough. He opened her inch by inch adding a second finger when she was used to the first one. By the time he removed his fingers and added his cock instead, she was a shaky mess. She sat on the edge of her release. Each inch he pressed into her, caused her toes to curl more. He drove her insane with his care. She wanted one of them to move quicker. To help her find relief. AJ cried out in need, digging her blunt nails into Scotty’s biceps as she hung onto him for purchase.
Behind her Thomas panted and groaned. “Fuck. So tight. You’re strangling my dick, baby girl.”
“I feel so full,” she whined. “Please move or-or something.”
Together, Scotty and Thomas did as she asked. While Thomas filled her, Scotty retreated. When Scotty filled her, Thomas pulled back. The stimulation from both was exquisite. She could feel both men and it ramped up the arousal burning through her veins. AJ rested her head on Thomas’ shoulder while she watched Scotty. His features were contorted into a mask of pleasure and pain. She twitched around him and the tingles of her impending orgasm seeped into her system. The sensations from both men were her undoing.
AJ cried out, rocking against both men. She needed more. She needed to come. To feel the rush of her release as both men sank into her and gave over to their orgasms. Thomas shouted, pumping his hips at a desperate pace while Scotty tried to keep up. Between the two men she gave over to it. Trying to hold on only made it more painful, bigger. She couldn’t explain what the knot of expectancy felt like other than it was too good. She cried out at the first wave of her orgasm crashed over her. Scotty snarled, slamming into her over and over again before coming to stop deep within her. His groan of pleasure sparked a smaller climax within her, and she clung to him, trembling in his arms.
Thomas shifted his hips twice more before letting loose with an animal
istic sound. It was tortured and powerful. The minute the warmth of his release pulsed within her, she went limp in their arms. Both men had thoroughly claimed her. AJ tried to catch her breath while lying there. She didn’t want to move. She wanted them to stay like that forever, if they could. However, when Thomas’ phone rang, the bubble burst. Thomas pulled out first then Scotty.
“Kaine,” Thomas answered. “Hey, Asher. Sure. Give us thirty minutes.” When Thomas hung up, he turned to Scotty and AJ. “Time to go to work. We have a new team to initiate.”
AJ went up on her elbow. “A new team? What kind?”
“Not sure. I guess we’ll find out when we get to the base.” Thomas stared down at her and Scotty then grinned. “What a way to start the morning, huh?” He climbed back into bed and kissed both of them before heading into the bathroom.
Scotty blinked then looked at her. What’s gotten into him?
AJ laughed. Guess he’s a morning person.
Scotty wrapped his arms around her. Thought I’d lost you.
“Me, too,” she whispered. “Hate that it took this to finally tell you how much you mean to me.”
He frowned. Same. Never again.
“Never again.”
“Okay, toys. It’s time to get ready,” Thomas called out to them.
AJ rolled her eyes as she signed what he’d said to Scotty. So pushy.
I am not a toy. No, he wasn’t.
No. You’re not. My King.
Scotty snorted. So cheesy. Don’t know what I was thinking.
“So, what should I call you?” She peered up at him.
My heart, he answered.
AJ grinned. My heart. I like that.
Thomas came back into the room, wet and naked. “Get up, you two.” He smirked. “I need someone to clean my cock and wash my back.”
She glanced up at Scotty who shrugged. The proposition is tempting.
It is, Scotty added.
AJ slipped from bed first and scored her nails across Thomas’ stomach while she passed him. “We should hurry. Don’t want to keep Asher waiting.”
“I’m sure he won’t mind.” Thomas came up behind her, with Scotty. “We should get cleaned up, anyway.”
She snickered. “Yes, we should. We should also take our time and make sure we’re thoroughly clean, too.”
“I like the way you think, baby girl.” Thomas pressed a kiss to her neck. “I love you, Amelia.”
She grinned. “I know.” She spun around to face him. “Now show me.”
Thomas growled. “Demanding little girl.”
She crossed her arms and stared up at him. “You fucking know it.”
“Damn straight I do.” Thomas gathered her up in his arms and kissed her. “Now, where were we?”
“I believe I was going to wash your back and Scotty was going to clean your cock.”
Thomas groaned. “You’re both going to be the death of me.”
Scotty smirked. What a way to go.
AJ laughed. Yes, she couldn’t imagine any other way of spending the rest of her life, other than between both men.
Prince Anne High School...
Mateo stepped into the faculty conference room of Princess Anne High School with Asher, Thomas, AJ, and Scotty, his new team. Today, they were meeting with the new, younger team Tex and Asher recruited from a man in California who ran an intervention program for at risk students and young adults. Mateo had his doubts about a mission involving kids, who weren’t exactly kids, but after everything Asher and Tex said, he’d give them a chance.
Because, right now, he didn’t have a choice.
While AJ and Thomas along with Murray and Jaqueline were taking down the Emporium of Monsters, a two man team from Los Trios Cartel attempted to kidnap Bex as she walked home from school. Had it not been for Mateo and another quick thinking teacher... Mateo shook his head. No, he couldn’t think about it. Not right now.
He’d been pissed. Raul’s men should have shown up and dealt with it. Instead, on the one day Bex needed them, they weren’t there. He wondered if Los Trios paid Raul’s men to stay away or, if he should call Raul personally and tell him what happened. Of course, he didn’t have proof and bringing Raul back to Virginia might end up causing Bex to be injured by her sadistic father. Still, Asher and Noah agreed with Mateo. Something wasn’t right in the Nieto Cartel.
Asher, upon everyone returning to their base of operation, put in a call to Tex and within hours Jamie Escobar called back. The video conference had been interesting. Jamie was an ex-member of the 18th Street Gang. He’d been covered in tattoos but the one that stuck out the most to Mateo had been the large block number 18. It went from the line of his jaw to the junction of his neck and shoulder. The other one was the tear drop at the corner of his right eye. Everything about the man projected a menacing persona. Yet, when he opened his mouth, Mateo instantly liked the guy. He was trying to save the lives of teens and children who might get caught up in the gang scene. In fact, the five members from GIP—Gang Intervention Program, being sent to them were all ex-members or were still members of their gangs but were trying to go straight.
Part of the conditions for becoming a member and staying a member of GIP was to do odd jobs for Jamie—speaking at high schools, filming commercials for public access television, speaking to at risk groups, however when Jamie hooked up with Tex, the group parameters changed.
The five members Jamie and Tex chose, showed a potential to be more. To do more. It didn’t sit well with Mateo. Sure, a couple of them were well over the age of eighteen and could choose not to participate, yet they did. Mateo didn’t know if he should be proud of them or kick them in the rear for wanting to be a part of something that could get them killed.
Then their training began. Jamie and Tex took two weeks to try to prep the team for their assignment. It wasn’t enough time, but Mateo had been reassured, even if the teens and adults—since at least two of them were over the age of twenty—weren’t classically trained in combat tactics, they had street skills that would be beneficial to all of them.
Asher nudged Mateo. “You’re clenching.”
Mateo let out a breath. “I’m nervous.”
“Don’t be. It’s not like you’re doing this on your own.”
He laughed. “Is this how it is every time you get ready to run an operation?”
Asher shrugged. “Sometimes. Depends on the case and the danger associated with it.”
“This is dangerous,” Mateo reminded the man. “Bex or this team could die.”
“Something tells me they’re a helluva lot tougher than what you’re giving them credit for,” Asher said.
“Maybe,” Mateo agreed. “So, what’s the protocol for a mission like this?”
“We should wait for them to arrive,” Asher replied. “It’s easier going over once in front of everyone.”
Mateo sat and blew out a breath. “You’re right.” He glanced up at Asher. “I could never do this full time.”
“Your first mission is always the hardest.” He laid his hand on Mateo’s shoulder and squeezed. “It’s even worse when the person at the center of the mission is also someone you care about.”
True. When he saw Bex, she reminded Mateo of himself. Curious but shy. She was a mathematics wiz as well. She could run equations in her mind faster than the teachers could keep up with her. Plus, if the intel Asher gathered about Raul and Bex was correct, she also had a side job as the accountant for the Nieto Cartel. Of course, as far as the government was concerned, she had no idea what she was doing. Mateo hoped soon, though, they’d be able to ask her about the books she kept track of then they’d be able to tell her the truth.
“Can’t be any worse than ours,” AJ said. “Plus, you’re not alone, Mateo. We’re all here for you.”
He grinned. Since Thomas, Scotty, and AJ had returned from Mexico, they were stronger, surer of themselves. He’d seen it the minute they stepped into C&C and began their debriefs with Noah and Asher. He hadn’t ask
ed about the mission when they came back for the simple reason, Scotty looked beat to shit. Once they were settled, he would.
A single knock drew Mateo’s attention to the door. The principal stepped inside followed by five students. They were all so different, but so much alike. Each one of them filed into the room. Mateo recognized each of them from the folders he’d been given in the beginning. It was a skill he’d picked up as a teacher—memorizing names with faces. It allowed him to connect with the students better and make the youngest of them feel a bit more comfortable during their first year of high school. This group, however, wouldn’t need his care, if the expressions on their face were any indication.
Behind them, was the leader of LA’s GIP program, Jamie Escobar. The mission would consist of Mateo running point with Jamie and Asher as his back up. Thomas, Scotty, and AJ were there to assist in hacking any databases they found along with any help they could be with tracking Raul. It was a little unconventional, but since the case with Raul was originally Thomas and Duncan’s it was only natural to offer them a place within the team.
The cover for the new group of students had been AJ and Scotty’s brainchild. Jamie ran a small foster care home. Each of the students came from broken homes and were trying to make a new start for themselves in Virginia Beach. They were staying in a small house not far from school. When Jamie wasn’t helping the kids, he was doing side jobs and helping out with community action. With how they created the job, Jamie was available whenever the school needed him as well as the “kids.”
The tallest boy, Alex Shin sat down first. He wore his uniform unkempt. His shirt was untucked, yet his red tie was positioned perfectly, and he had his jacket over his arm. A silver chain was clipped to his belt loop and ran to his back pocket, which drew Mateo’s attention to the tailored pants and black boots he wore. He’d been in and out of juvenile detention centers in his youth due to his connection to the Triad. His parents were higher up members and since Alex was the second son, he always tried to prove himself. He’d been arrested during a prostitution sting and instead of giving up names, he took the charge, which brought him to Jamie’s doorstep.