Kamikaze Nights [Love on the Rocks 3] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

Jace looked at her. “Take two of these. If you went to the hospital they would probably give you something similar. It’s like Percocet.”

  “I’ve never taken anything strong before,” she said to him.

  “You are going to need it and probably more come morning. Take it from me, a man who has gone through many injuries myself and even cared for other soldiers with injuries,” Jace said and for some reason his statement, the hint of this caring bedside manner capability aroused her. She nodded her head and put one pill into her mouth, then took a sip from the water bottle. Then she took the second pill and took a sip.

  “Now, let’s get out of this dress,” Cooper said.

  “Wait, put the T-shirt over my head.”

  He looked at her strangely.

  “I’m not wearing any bra, Cooper, and I hardly know you guys. It’s pretty damn intimidating enough to have the six of you squeezed in my bedroom, undressing me. I don’t need to flash you, too,” she said to him.

  “Don’t be shy with us, baby. Real soon you’ll be sharing our bed and we’ll be sharing yours,” Graham said from the doorway.

  “Oh, really?” she asked, but she couldn’t help but take in the sight of six super-sexy soldiers and think how they could be hers, to explore, to trust, to depend upon. The thought of depending on anyone made tears sting her eyes and her look down and gulp.

  “What is it?” Jace asked.

  She shook her head. “The T-shirt, let’s get it on,” she said. As Cooper placed it over her head she heard their intakes of breath as the dress fell before the shirt covered her breasts, ribs, and hips. She gasped as she lifted her arm too quickly to try and cover herself up and put her arms through the shirtsleeves.

  “Easy, baby. Jesus, you’re going to hurt yourself. Now stop and let us take care of you,” Vaughn reprimanded as Jace and Cooper eased her arms into the sleeves of the shirt. She felt Vaughn’s hands caress along her hips and then the string of the thong panties on her hips.

  “That’s some sexy tattoo you got, darling. You don’t look like the tattoo type. I like it.” He pressed kisses to her neck and then gently wrapped her in his arms. Her pussy spasmed and she leaned back against Vaughn.

  “Micah and I have some tats. We’ll show them to you anytime you want to see them,” he told her and kissed along her neck.

  “We’ll go get the pizza now,” Daxton said and he and Cooper headed out of the room.

  Vaughn turned her around to face him and he looked at her.

  “Old boyfriend’s shirt or your dad’s?” he asked, eyes narrowed.

  She stared up at him. “Dad’s,” she said.

  Graham approached. He seemed like the oldest of the brothers, a leader in a way. She just got that feeling from him.

  Vaughn released her to Graham. Graham, and those dark blue eyes, firm jaw, and distinguished nose, stood in front of her, no longer wearing his black suit jacket. Instead his white button-down dress shirt was undone, a few buttons open at the top revealing tan, muscular skin. He had a trim waist, accented by a designer belt and black dress pants. He looked like a model from GQ. She wanted to lick her lips but instead she stared up at him. He was older and mature looking, his expression seasoned. How much older was he, and did she even care?

  “You need looking after. My brothers and I are the men to do it. Tonight should have never happened. I don’t know how it did, who’s responsible or part of it, but I’m going to find out. You understand what I’m saying?” he asked her and suddenly she felt guilty, or he made her feel that way, as if she could be a suspect still. Her defenses went up in a flash. He must have seen it coming as his eyes narrowed on her and he closed the space between them.

  “You accusing me of being a part of the theft?” she shot at him.

  He cupped her cheeks.

  “What?” Vaughn asked from behind her.

  “Fuck no, but whoever was involved is not going to be happy that you intervened and caused a full-on investigation. They’ll find that van and the man who took the painting. My brothers and I will catch the ones responsible.”

  “What about me? I’m new there and it was me who walked right into that robbery,” she said and tears filled her eyes. She had been so scared.

  He shook his head. “Don’t think about that. It could have been worse, baby. A lot worse.”

  “Like his pressing me up against the wall and groping me wasn’t enough before he threw me against the fire extinguisher?” she snapped at him and tears fell.

  “Damn it,” Micah said.

  Graham clenched his teeth and held her gaze. “Don’t talk about it or think about it. Think about us being here with you.” He pressed his lips to hers. He kissed her tenderly, but then that kiss deepened, and she moaned into his mouth as he pulled her back until he turned her and lowered her to the bed. She gripped his shoulders and feared her back hitting the bed, but instead he lowered her sideways, not on her bruised shoulder, and ran his hand up her thigh, lifting her top as he kissed her more. It was wild and crazy when she felt his palm move over her bare ass. The realization that his brothers Vaughn, Jace, and Micah watched made her pussy cream.

  She tried pulling back, but he was firm in leading her. He delved his tongue in deeper, explored her mouth while he used his hand to explore her ass. She felt him rub it up her shirt and cup a breast. She moaned and pressed closer to him, needing to feel the hand cup harder. Make her forget about the robber’s brutally hard hands and how he groped her. Graham pulled on her nipple and she tightened up.

  * * * *

  Vaughn, Jace, and Micah watched. Vaughn stared at her body. She was gorgeous, sexy, and had sensational curves. That floral tattoo that ran along her hip to her lower back and dipped down into the front of her was sexy and wild. He wanted to explore it as he lowered down to his knees at the end of the bed and slid a palm up her thigh from her ankle to her calf and then back up her thigh again. She stretched her leg and he pulled her thong down.

  Graham released her lips and she rolled slightly to her side. Vaughn pulled down her thong and tossed it, then immediately inhaled her scent. His lips pressed against her pussy lips and she moaned as she grabbed for his head.

  “Let him pleasure you and take away the pain,” Graham said to her and lowered down to lick her nipple, then suckle what he could into his mouth. She gasped.

  “Oh God, we shouldn’t be doing this,” she said and Jace and Micah came closer. They stood right behind him and watched her. “Yes, we should. You’re going to belong to us. Getting used to our touch, our mouths upon your body, claiming you, pleasuring you is a good way to get you to trust us and let us in,” Micah said. Vaughn slid a finger into her cunt and she moaned.

  “Vaughn.”

  “Relax those muscles and let us taste you,” Vaughn told her. He slid his finger in and out of her pussy as Graham explored her breasts and then kissed her on the mouth again. He added a second digit and then alternated tongue and fingers until she cried out her release. She was panting for breath as Graham caressed the hair from her cheeks and forehead.

  “Let my brothers have a taste. We take from you equally as you take equally from us,” he said and kissed the bridge of her nose.

  Graham got up from the bed and Jace took his place. Vaughn then stood up and Micah took his position. Micah stroked her thighs wider and Jace pushed her shirt to her neck, revealing both breasts, her wet, glistening cunt, and that sexy tattoo that dipped low to her mound.

  “Jesus, Louisa, this must have hurt like a son of a bitch,” Micah said as his fingers traced the tattoo and she shivered and lifted her pelvis.

  “I wanted something sexy,” she whispered.

  “You succeeded,” Micah said, then licked along the tattoo to her pussy and plunged his tongue into her depths.

  * * * *

  Micah couldn’t get enough of Louisa’s soft purrs as he ate her cream and thrust his fingers into her cunt. His brother Jace suckled her large breasts, kissing her, exploring her, and together they brought
her pleasure.

  When she came again Cooper and Daxton entered the room. “Holy shit, we have great timing,” Daxton said and looked at Louisa’s body.

  “Jesus, she’s gorgeous,” Cooper added.

  Daxton looked at her and she held his gaze.

  “Let us, too?” he asked.

  She nodded and then nibbled her bottom lip.

  “I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’ve never felt like this about any man before and definitely not six,” she said and they chuckled.

  “Hit us out of left field, too, but it’s real. Let us take care of you, get to know you and you get to know us,” Jace said to her.

  “I wonder if this is a good idea, getting involved after something so scary and intense. Maybe we’re all just feeling shaken up. This can’t be normal, to want all of you touching me,” she whispered.

  “It is normal when the connection is this strong. Another twenty minutes and the painkillers will kick in. Then we don’t touch you like this again, until you’re fully with it, and conscious of what you’re accepting. No regrets. No excuses. Just honesty,” Micah said to her. She nodded and they moved out of the way and Daxton took Jace’s place and Cooper took Micah’s.

  * * * *

  “I’ll never fail you again, Louisa,” Cooper said to her as he leaned up and kissed her lips before trailing his mouth down her chest, over her breasts, past her belly ring, and to her cunt.

  “We’ll take care of you, sweetie. Always,” Daxton said and kissed her lips as she moaned into his mouth while Cooper thrust fingers into her cunt.

  Cooper felt on fire with need. So badly he would love to sink his cock into her depths and claim her his woman and his brothers’ woman. She was injured because he failed to follow her, protect her, and instead was complacent, relaxed, and off guard. She could have been killed, stabbed, raped, abducted, Jesus, anything could have happened to her.

  He pulled his fingers from her cunt and suckled her cream and he ran his palm back and forth up her thigh to her ass, squeezing it. She moaned, then lifted her hips as Daxton suckled her breast hard and she came, moaning aloud. He felt his cock tighten and knew he had pre-cum dripping from it. One tug and he would be a goner. She did this to him. Louisa was the one for them and he would do whatever it took to make tonight up to her, to protect her, and to make her theirs. Whatever it took.

  * * * *

  “How am I supposed to walk now? I think the painkillers kicked in. I feel so relaxed, is it normal?” she asked as Cooper and Daxton helped her sit up. She felt sedated, and now her body felt funny, the aches and pains still there but numb.

  “How do you feel? How is the pain?” Micah asked her as he bent down in front of her, placing his palms on her thighs.

  She stared into his eyes, looked at his goatee, and reached out, nearly missing his jaw. She clutched his chin and ran her fingers along the gruff. It tickled her earlier when his face was between her legs, feasting on her cunt. “Kind of numb,” she said and lifted her hand to run her fingers through her hair. She pushed the locks to one side and glanced up into his eyes. Those gorgeous dark eyes and that sexy goatee. It felt so good against her skin. His muscles were big, his persona frightening in a sexy commando badass way. She swallowed hard.

  “What are you thinking?” Micah asked her.

  She reached up and ran her fingers along his chin, gripped it, and stared at his expression. How sexy he was, and how he turned her on right now and she wished she were in pain. She wasn’t under the influence of drugs to stop that pain so she could let go and have sex with these six extremely sexy men. She was out of her mind. How could she handle six men like these? They were too dominant. Too commanding and capable plus older. Jesus, how old were they? How old was Graham?

  “What are you thinking?” he asked again.

  “I liked how it felt against my inner thighs,” she said and stopped herself and released his chin. She felt embarrassed by what she said.

  “Micah, what did you give her, truth serum?” Jace teased and Micah smiled.

  “I love how good you taste. How perfect you fit between us, underneath us, and I want to make you mine so badly I ache, baby, but tonight isn’t the night. Trust us to take care of you, okay?” Micah said.

  She nodded her head.

  “Let’s get something to eat and then tuck you into bed for the night. Another thirty minutes and you’ll be ready to sleep it off,” Graham said and Micah stood up and then lifted her into his arms and carried her to the kitchen.

  She felt so relaxed as she sat on the couch and slowly ate a slice of pizza. She had to admit, the pain was less and she was grateful for that. The men were all gathered around her as if they couldn’t help but to want to be close to her. Was it wishful thinking? she wondered. As her mind drifted off she took in the sight of all six men. My God, I must be out of my mind.

  All the muscles, the maturity, seasoned expressions, and deep, commanding tones even in regular conversation was enough to make her breasts and pussy needy for them. I let them suck on my breasts, explore my pussy, touch me, see me naked, and I haven’t even been on one date with them. I don’t want to have sex with anyone. I’m too scared to. Yet it feels right. This is crazy. Why can’t I just let go of the past and just let down my guard and let them in? I could be making a huge mistake, yet it doesn’t feel like a mistake. Maybe these are the men I’ve saved myself for? Oh God, I can’t even think straight I’m so aroused. They do this to me. They make me want more. I have to be smart here and take my time. It’s not like there is one of them, there are six. I can’t be stupid.

  Her temper flared somewhere beneath the constant arousal and need for more from them. She fought the desire. The want she could express so easily but feared the ultimate outcome. She knew she had commitment issues. She never really dated, and didn’t see the necessity of it when men cheated and weren’t faithful. Why would these six older, successful men who could have any woman they pleased, want someone like her? Was it just a game? Was she a new obsession of sorts? Men with money, power, the need for an adrenaline rush, sought out whatever they set their sights on. What happened afterward? What happened when they got bored, or tired of the same woman? She was suddenly in such a negative state of mind and allowed her fears to put up that wall she was so good at.

  “Are you feeling okay?” Graham asked her and she stared at him a moment. He had such hard, defined features, and the squinting marks by his eyes and against the tan skin made him appear older, capable, and debonair in a way. Owner and operator of Ultimate Defense, she wondered what he was really capable of. She swallowed hard and he narrowed his eyes at her.

  “What’s wrong? What’s that expression of fear about?” he pushed and she felt his hand stroke her thigh as he turned to face her fully on the couch. She loved the instant connection she felt just by his touch. Just by any of their touches. Hell, even their eyes on her made an imaginary line of a connection.

  “You could hurt me. Any of you, in so many ways,” she whispered, and it was weird how the thoughts sent the words, but then as they left her lips her mind processed it too late, as if in slow motion. It must be the painkillers. She felt no pain right now, so that was good, but maybe she shouldn’t be talking?

  His hand continued to caress her thigh, moving higher under her shirt. She placed her hand over his, instantly feeling the significant difference in size.

  “We would never hurt you. I would never hurt you, sweetie. Why would you even think that?” Graham asked. She licked her lower lip and he followed the move with his gorgeous dark eyes. She glanced at the others. They all watched her, looking puzzled at her statement.

  “I know men like you. Have seen you in action,” she said and eased back against the couch. Vaughn took her water bottle from her hand that she hadn’t even realized was falling. Her muscles felt so relaxed.

  “Men like us? What do you mean?” Graham asked.

  “Wealthy, secure, capable men. Men who could order a woman off of a menu if th
ey wanted. Hell, all of you are so gorgeous, sexy, macho, that you could snap your fingers and get a woman to come to you so willingly and without the need of any commitment. Just to feel your touch, your lips, how good it feels in your arms. It isn’t right, the power you possess. I’ll only get hurt,” she told them.

  Vaughn reached up and caressed her hair back away from her face. He slid onto the couch next to her.

  “Your compliments are appreciated, but your evaluation of our capabilities with women is far-fetched, Louisa. We don’t ever beckon beautiful women with a snap of our fingers. We’re such workaholics, and have intense personalities that it takes a lot to even let a woman close. We want to be close to you. We want to get to know everything about you. Every fear, every love, and desire you have,” Vaughn told her and then pressed his lips to hers gently.

  “So you can hold power over me?” she asked.

  He squinted at her. “No, baby, never,” Vaughn said to her.

  “Did you have some sort of bad relationship, Louisa?” Graham asked her as Vaughn softly kissed her shoulder where the bruising was.

  “No relationships. I’ve never made a commitment to any man before. Never found one worthwhile.”

  “Sex, then? Something happen during sex?” Vaughn asked her and Graham coaxed her thighs open and slid his palm along her inner groin. His fingertips touched her pussy lips and she tilted her pelvis up. She shook her head.

  I’m a virgin. Never let a man close enough to have sex. I’m inexperienced and you six are super experienced. Jesus, they smell so good. Oh God, I can’t let them know I never had sex before.

  She gripped Graham’s hand and wrist.

  “We need to stop.”

  “Why?” Micah asked.

  She looked at him, Jace, Cooper, and Daxton who were sitting right across from her, watching their brothers play with her pussy and kiss her neck. My God, it aroused her entirely too much. She didn’t know how to handle them. She couldn’t help but to fear being taken advantage of. She remembered when she was younger, when her mom divorced her dad and was seeing Miles the first time. She was pushing for him to be a father figure, but the guy looked at her like he wanted her in his bed, too.