“I hope not. Hunt, Worin, Louis, and Voight are good men, and it’s obvious they care,” Quincy added.
“I know they are. We’ve been trying to get to know one another. I have a lot to think about, but believe me, today wasn’t my idea, and I wasn’t aware of what Candice had in mind.”
“Is she going to be okay back there in Benter?” Shane asked.
“I hope so, but she’s a grown woman and making her own decisions. I asked her to leave with me several times. Before that, I asked her that we go elsewhere. She didn’t want to. She likes this guy and he seems to like her.”
“A guy who frequents Harold’s?” Shane asked, squinting.
She nodded, leaned back and rubbed her temples. “I don’t know. I’m just glad that I saw you guys, because my phone call would have been to Louis, and I didn’t want to interrupt their plans.”
“Honey, the first thing you should know is when men set their eyes on you as a team and want to claim you, it means they want to protect you, provide for you and ensure that you’re safe. Never hesitate to confide in them and share what you feel and what you fear. God knows some serious crap has gone down around this town all because of some uncertainty or fears of reaction. They are good men. Let them do their job and protect you.”
She nodded her head. “I guess I’m going to have to get used to this, but like I said, I was unaware of Candice’s intentions. If I knew she was meeting that guy, I never would have agreed to come along. She knew that and her actions just destroyed the last bit of hope that we could continue to be friends.”
By the time they arrived at Louis’s place the Sheriff was there and the party already starting. Shane got out first and then helped her out. Quincy did next and was greeted by the men and even Kane. Louis looked her over. “What the hell happened?” he demanded to know.
She wrapped her arms around his midsection and squeezed him tight. He caressed her hair and Worin pressed up against her back, and gently tugged on her hair to make her look up at him. “Are you okay?” he whispered.
“I am now. My head is pounding. I’m so angry and annoyed and I was scared. It was unnecessary and stupid. Needless to say, I’m not talking to Candice anymore. She lied to me. She made plans to meet that guy Lance and his buddies at Harold’s in Benter. Can you believe that?” she asked and then cringed from the pain as she closed her eyes and inhaled against Louis’s chest.
“That asshole and his friend who were hitting on you that night at Harper’s?” Voight practically yelled.
“What guy? What are you talking about?” Hunt asked.
“Okay, why don’t we settle down, grab some painkillers for her headache and then talk about things. Is Candice okay?” Sheriff McCabe asked.
“She’s a big girl making her own decisions, Sheriff. She refused to leave with me. She likes that guy Lance, and he has a hold on her definitely,” she said and expressions of concern passed over all their faces.
A little while later, after she explained what happened and the men still had concerns, she went inside to use the bathroom and just take a breather. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and thought about what could have happened. All her life she learned to take care of herself. To not take unnecessary chances, and in the last several weeks she sure was risking a lot. Especially with her heart and her body and these men. She cared about them. Hell, she would say she was falling in love with them but that would be naive. What did she know about loving a man, or men? She was probably feeling so much because she never had sex before and she wanted to for the first time ever. Was she being stupid?
Then of course she thought about today, and about other days when men, creepy, disrespectful men, touched her, tried to force something on her she didn’t want, and it scared her. A lot more than she really wanted to admit. With that thought came a need to have Louis, Worin, Voight, and Hunt close to her. This had to be real. It had to be what her friends had with relationships with their men. Right? she asked herself and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her face looked a little flush, her eyes sparkled. Thinking of them made her nipples harden to tiny buds and even made her pussy clench. She thought of them and her heart beat faster, her palms got sweaty, and combined with her fear from earlier she almost felt about ready to puke.
She laughed, ran her fingers through her hair and growled low. “What am I doing to myself? This has to be right. Just because they’re a lot older, more experienced and so tough, doesn’t mean they will use me, hurt me, and leave me empty. I have to take this chance. I WANT to take this chance.” She took another deep breath and then adjusted her boobs in the pretty lace tank top Hunt complimented her on earlier. She let the blouse hang open, revealing a bit more cleavage, and she hoped the men liked it. She sure looked forward to being alone with them later tonight.
As she stepped out of the bathroom Worin was there waiting for her. She stared up into his dark brown eyes, that serious expression and full beard on his chiseled face, and gulped. He reached out, pulled her by her hip closer and then looked at her breasts then her face. He licked his lower lip and she followed it with her eyes. “I can’t get the thoughts out of my head. About what those dicks could have tried with you. So sweet, petite and unprotected. That shit can’t go down again, baby. You understand me? It can’t happen,” he said to her.
She slid her palms up his chest and he gripped her hair and head and lowered his mouth to hers. He kissed her tenderly at first, but soon that kiss grew hotter, and he was backstepping to the side bedroom. He got her inside, closed the door then lifted her up to press against it. Her ass and back hit the door and he growled low, then mumbled against her neck, suckled and kissed while he cupped her left breast.
She gasped. “Oh, Worin. Oh God, I’m sorry that you’re angry with me.” He suckled harder, his thick whiskers tickled and scraped gently against her skin. She gripped his shoulders and he pressed her arms up above her head and against the door. He rocked his hips toward her mound.
“You don’t need to apologize. Your friend put you in a potentially dangerous situation, but the bottom line is that you’re safe. You’ll always be safe with me, with my team around you. God, baby, I feel so protective of you. I’ve never felt so much.”
He kissed her and released her arms as she hugged him around his shoulders and kissed him back. He maneuvered his palm along her thigh, under her skirt and then pulled back, and shifted. A moment later he pressed a digit up into her pussy. She moaned into his mouth. He pulled from her lips, pressed his forehead against her shoulder as he thrust fingers into her faster, deeper. They were panting for breath and she held his head and countered his finger thrusts. She was overwhelmed as she came. He shocked her as he lowered her feet to the rug, bent down, lifted her thigh over his shoulder and shoved her skirt up. He immediately pushed her panties aside and swiped his tongue along her pussy then her asshole.
She closed her eyes and relished in his tactics, in the feel of his possessiveness. “Worin, oh God, I’m coming again.”
He slurped and suckled and she came, and he licked her clean. When he placed her foot down she grabbed for his jeans as he stood up. He held her wrists. “Faith?”
She shook her head. “I want and feel so much. It’s crazy. Let me pleasure you, too. Please let me,” she said to him, and undid the zipper of his jeans, pressed them down and immediately began to suck on his cock. He moaned, teetered a moment then gripped her shoulder with one hand and her hair and head with the other. She sucked up and down, loving the taste of him, the scent of him. She felt possessive, as well, and it hit her. She was ready to make love to these men. To give her virginity to them and nothing else mattered.
“I’m there, baby. You got me there so fucking fast with this hot mouth, your possessive attitude and how willingly you want to suck my cock and please me. You’re going to be a great lover. You’ll be obedient and giving to our commands. Your team of soldiers are going to own this body and every hole. You understand me?” he asked and she nodded her
head, moaned, felt her pussy spasm and he grunted and came. He shot his hot seed down her throat and she quickly swallowed and then licked him clean, He teetered back, then bent, pulled her up into his arms as if she were light as a feather and he had her pressed against the wall again. He kissed her on the mouth, shoved her shirt up and licked her cleavage, nipped her breast and then growled. “I don’t want to go back out there,” he said as he pressed his cheek to her breast.
She caressed his hair, and relished in the feel of such a large, capable soldier complaining about having to go back to the party. She chuckled. “Like I want to?” she asked and he lifted up, held her gaze and she felt such love and desire it made tears fill her eyes. He squinted.
“You okay?” he asked and brushed something from her lips.
“I feel so much, Worin. So much.”
He stroked her lower lip with his thumb. “I feel it, too, baby. I feel it, too,” he said and pressed his lips to hers. He set her feet back down and then helped fix her up. She watched him adjust his obviously sensitive cock into his jeans and then exhaled as he looked her over.
“My little angel has a naughty side, and I can’t wait to tell the others,” he said and winked. She giggled and blushed then looked at herself in the mirror. Hell, there was no use in hiding it. She looked satisfied and flushed. He took her hand and they headed out of the bedroom and toward the kitchen. No one was there, thank goodness, and then they went outside and joined the others. Worin released her to Hunt, who squinted at her then at Worin. She hugged Hunt around his waist and then accepted the glass of white wine from Voight as Louis and Kane cooked burgers, dogs, and chicken on the grill. Everyone was talking and enjoying the day that turned out to be a memorable one and for good reasons, not bad.
* * * *
Hunt listened to Faith as she talked to Charlie, Athena, and Genesis about Warriors Way, and her ideas of building it up with her brother and cousin. He saw his team’s expressions as Athena asked her how she was going to help them.
“I’ve been considering moving back for a while now. I’m not sure yet, but I’m thinking since it’s only an hour away I could go from Sunday to Wednesday and really help get things developed there. Helping the soldiers out, and making counseling, a peaceful calm setting, and just complete support and no judgment is crucial in each of their rehabilitations or transitioning. My brother and cousin, plus two aunts, work so hard but they could use my help,” Faith told them.
“I love the ideas we were brainstorming, and of course I believe you would definitely be an asset to the development of the retreat program. My associate, who provides counseling sessions to those who want them, said you were especially helpful with certain soldiers and the episodes they have, besides being a fantastic cook. I believe he said you should open your own restaurant,” Charlie teased and the guys chuckled and started to ask her more questions.
Hunt not only could hear the enthusiasm in her voice but he could see her eyes light up as she spoke about Warriorville and Warriors Way. He wondered how they could work on their relationship if she would be away most of the time, then working when she was around Cherry Hill. That thought made him feel jealous and upset.
He didn’t want to lose her. They planned on claiming guardianship of her, and hopefully making love to her tonight. She seemed on board and today revealed a lot about Faith and her personality. They were so worried about her when she called and told them she got a ride from Quincy and Shane. Then to know what she did with Worin in the back bedroom made him want to be alone with her, too. To explore her sexy body and watch her come. With his team. He took a slug from his bottle of beer as concern deepened to what direction this relationship would go in. He hadn’t even made love to Faith yet and already he was planning out his future, acting possessive, and even jealous. God, he couldn’t wait to be alone with her.
* * * *
It was late by the time everyone headed home. Faith was helping the guys clean up from the barbecue when Voight scooped her up into his arms and started carrying her toward the house.
“Voight, we need to continue to help,” she said to him but leaned her head against his shoulder. He shook his head. He had one thing on his mind. Making love to Faith with his brothers in arms. Tonight they would claim her their woman.
“It’s all done. I’ve waited too many hours to be close to you, to kiss you, undress you, and make you my woman. Tonight’s the night, baby. Let us make love to you and get this thing going,” he said to her. She worried her bottom lip and he set her feet on the floor in front of the large bed.
“I want to. I do, it’s just that all this talk about Warriorville, me not sure about moving, kind of makes things different.”
He cupped her cheeks as the others joined them and started undressing, and helped to undress her.
“It doesn’t have to be a problem. No decisions need to be made immediately, or even any time soon,” he said to her.
She stared up at him. “Arms up,” Worin ordered and she did it. Immediately. Voight couldn’t help but to smile. “You know we belong together. We want you in our lives, as our woman,” Voight told her.
“And I want you in my life and to be my men,” she told him and slid her palms up his bare chest. He gave her a wink.
“Then we make it official. Do we need condoms?” he asked.
She shook her head. “I’m on the pill.”
“Thank God. No barriers,” Hunt said and Louis moved her hair off her shoulder and kissed her there. “No barriers, no walls, just you and us together,” Louis said and kissed her neck. Voight lowered down, kissing along her breasts, then her belly and to her panties and skirt. He pressed the material down as Louis and Worin removed her bra. They licked along her nipples, and began to feast on her breasts. Hunt knelt down next to Voight and slid his palm along her hip bone then leaned closer to kiss her skin.
“You’re incredibly beautiful, sweetness. Every inch of you is perfect. We want to protect you, provide for you and make you ours. I’m so ready to be inside of you,” Hunt said and then Voight lifted her thigh up over his shoulder and immediately began to feast on her pussy.
“Oh, Voight. Voight,” she exclaimed, head tilted back, hands on Worin and Louis’s heads as they feasted on her breasts, then changed positions. Hunt was now standing up and suckling on her right tit while Worin lowered to suck on her hipbone and palm her ass. Voight pulled his tongue from her cunt and slid a finger up into her. She moaned and then panted until he pulled his fingers out and Louis took his place. He suckled on her pussy, tugged on her clit. “I’m coming. Oh God, so much, I’m coming,” she cried out and shook.
“I need in. Look at this body, and her response to all of us,” Louis said.
“She needs prepping for what we have in store for her,” Voight said.
* * * *
Faith was overwhelmed and surrounded by complete masculinity and experience. These men knew their way around a woman’s body, but also knew this was her first time and they seemed to want her begging for it. In a flash she was flipped onto her belly over the edge of the bed. Hands began to massage her back and shoulders and then fingers slid into her pussy as they spread her thighs. She lifted up and then felt something cool and wet slide over her asshole. “We need you relaxed and begging for cock in every hole,” Voight said and then slid fingers into her asshole.
“Oh. It burns, oh God, and—oh,” she said, feeling lubed fingers in her pussy and her asshole and then Louis was kissing her shoulder and neck. She felt lips and teeth nipping her ass cheeks and she wiggled and began to hump their fingers.
Worin smoothed her hair out of her face and held her gaze. His palm, large, warm, masculine, remained on her shoulder as Louis and Voight thrust fingers into her body. “We’ll always put you first, Faith. In life, in this bedroom, and in return you’ll accept our commands, our ways of protecting you and loving you, understood?” Worin said to her.
“Yes. Oh God, I want that. I want you. All of you. Take me.”
Smack.
“Oh!” She hadn’t expected the smack to her ass.
Smack, smack.
“You could have gotten hurt today. We don’t ever want you placing yourself in any danger. In the future, you call us immediately if you wind up in a situation. You don’t think or worry about our reaction. You call us. You get to us, understand?” Louis asked.
“Yes. Yes, I understand. Oh God, I’m so freaking wet. I can’t believe it. I can’t take this. Make love to me. Claim me. Do it,” she said and rocked her hips.
“Jesus, I think we got her where she needs to be to handle the four of us,” Hunt said. As fingers slid from her body, she cried out in disappointment.
But before she could demand an answer, or make a fuss and question their intentions, she was lifted up by Louis, who kissed her neck and then placed her on top of Voight. He held his cock in his hand.
“Together, baby,” he said to her. She lowered down and took his cock between her lips, let her feet hit the rug and they spanked her ass, said something about not taking directions but then Voight was grunting.
“I think she just changed things up a bit,” Worin said and then she felt his cock at her pussy and as she bobbed her head up and down he slid his cock into her pussy, breaking the seal and making him grunt and moan. “So fucking tight. I felt it. I fucking felt it. Jesus,” he said and held himself deep in her pussy. She felt the tears in her eyes, the excitement, the happiness. She wouldn’t regret this moment. Not ever. She sucked Voight faster.
“I’m not coming in this sexy mouth, baby, and we’re claiming all holes ours so let’s do this,” he said and Worin pulled out of her pussy as he lifted her up with Voight’s help and she slowly sank down on Voight’s thick, long cock. “Breathe,” he commanded through clenched teeth. She did and soon she was working the thick, hard muscle deeper, and deeper, when Worin slid his palm along her back, lowering her as Voight thrust upward, filling her cunt completely with his cock.
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