ROMANCE: NAVY SEAL ROMANCE: Morning After (Military Bad Boy Pregnancy Romance Collection) (New Adult Alpha Male Paranormal Short Stories Collection)

by Silver Ocean Publishing

  They ran away together from the first orphanage to live on the streets, until they were able to make something out of themselves. Daniel was drawn to mechanics and became something of an idiot savant underneath the hood of any vehicle. His brother Roman was a man that liked danger. He had found that along with discipline inside the navy. They were both dark haired and had each others backs.

  “We all put our pants on one leg at a time. There’s no reason to feel intimidated by any woman. Whoever this woman is that has gotten underneath your skin, I do believe that I need to meet her in person. I’m going to ask a foolish question. Do you have any idea where I can find her?” He had a date with twins, but he felt like he was in a position to help his brother.

  He was putting on his leather jacket, adorning the leather gloves and grabbing the helmet for his motorcycle. “I heard that she got a job at a convenience store on Second Street. She starts tonight. I hope that I can rely on you and that you won’t do anything to ruin my chances with her. Diana is a very sexy blond woman and I just know that I would get my face slapped, if I tried to make any sort of advance. Besides, I need to work tonight and I have a deadline to meet. That 67 mustang had to be back in the owner’s hands by tomorrow morning. I’ve gotten behind. I need to make up some ground.” He had on a white tee shirt that was stained with grease, along with his face and his hands.

  “I’m not going to promise you anything. What I can do is try to see if she’s even available. I’ll take it from there.” They themselves could have been twins, except for the extra muscles on Roman. His time in the navy had given him a regiment to follow every morning without fail. He pressed over 300 pounds and he was known to have the kind of stamina that could go the distance. Regardless of age, sex or color, he was an equal opportunity kind of womanizer. He liked the ladies. He believed that variety was the spice of life. He hadn’t found a woman that had made him want to forsake all others.

  “If I haven’t told you already, I’m very glad that you’re back and that you’re safe. I was worried about you. I don’t think I got more than 4 hours of sleep from the time that you left here a year ago. I know that you’re not going to be staying long. It’s in your blood and you’ve always been one that wanted to see the world. That’s the one thing that we don’t have in common. I’m more content with staying here in my hometown and only venturing out on vacation.” He went out into the garage and he could hear the footsteps of his brother following behind. “I went over your bike and I made sure that it’s ready to go.”

  Roman got on the bike, looking at his watch and seeing that it was near midnight. It would take him a little bit of time to get to the convenience store. It was a little out of the way and definitely on the wrong side of the tracks. A year had gone by and he still noticed that the dregs of society were still very much prevalent in that area. They made him feel like the police didn’t know how to do their job. He was willing to roll up his sleeves. He wanted to knock a few heads together to make a difference.

  He drove down the streets, feeling the wind blowing into his face, which was ultimately covered with a handkerchief wrapped around to protect him from swallowing any bugs. He wore an old fashioned fifties style helmet that was black to complement his outfit of black jeans and a black leather jacket. He wore mirrored night time glasses, so that he could prevent the glare of headlights from blinding him.

  He kind of got a little giddy thrill out of knowing that he could help his little brother land a woman that was worthy of having his heart. He liked that he could use his smooth talking ways to pave the way to get his brother laid.

  He rolled into the parking lot of the convenience store to see a pickup truck idling by the entrance. It was painted in camouflage colors and the guy behind the wheel was smoking a cigarette and looking around nervously. He knew the signs. He had a feeling that things were not going to be cordial inside.

  He parked his motorcycle in a shadow away from prying eyes. He got off and took off his helmet. He walked towards the entrance, whistling a tune that had got caught in his head from the moment that he heard it on the radio this afternoon. It made him fondly remember the black woman that caught his eye window shopping. He had gotten into a conversation and before he knew it they were making out passionately in the alley near one of the buildings.

  He reveled in the sounds that she made, as he plunged into her deep mouth. He grinned at hearing her cry out with your legs in the air and his cock slurping between her folds. The contrast in color was amazing, but they never really did mention their names. It was a beautiful moment, but it left him feeling a little empty afterwards.

  Diana was alone and she saw this man dressed in leather coming to the door. She immediately reached for her purse and the mace that was concealed inside. They exchanged glances and her hand let go of the mace, as she peered into the windows to the soul. There was something strangely alluring about this man. His eyes showed that he was no stranger to danger.

  Roman looked at the woman behind the counter and he became slightly hypnotized by the way that she was staring at him. She had a beautiful figure. He suddenly envisioned what it would be like to sleep with her. He wanted to make sweet love and give her a memory that she could hold onto in her old age. It was the first time that he had ever thought that a woman could be more than a conquest. His brother had good taste.

  “Give me the money in the register and you won’t get hurt.” She was shaken from her fantasies, seeing this man jittery and holding what had to be a sawed off shotgun. “Did you hear me, or do I have to put this in your mouth? I want the money in the register and all the smokes that you can put in a bag.” The man was high on a homemade drug that was giving him the encouragement to go through with this. His friend Wilbur was out in the truck. He had drawn the short straw to come in here to get the money. He was wearing a hunter’s black and red jacket with a cap over his head with the flaps down over his ears.

  “I can’t get into…the cigarettes. They have been locked for the night.” She saw the man shaking and knew that one wrong word and her life would be over. With her hands trembling, she opened the register and took out the money, only to lose her grip of it. The bills fell to the floor and scattered. She was bent over in a seductive way that made the man hungry for more than money. The gun went off.

  Chapter three

  She heard the concussive blast of the shotgun going off and thought for sure that her number was up. When she didn’t feel any pain, she hazarded a glance to see that the shot gun was now in the hand of the man in leather.

  “I really don’t think that’s the proper way to treat a lady. Apologize and get the hell out of here, before I forget that I’m a gentleman.” The man backed away with his hands in the air. Roman was reasonably sure that that would be the end of it. Unfortunately, he didn’t take into account that Wilbur was not one to be denied anything.

  His shaved head came through the door wielding a silver revolver that he had stolen from his father’s cabinet. He fired wildly, missing Roman’s shoulder by no more than a mere inch. The kid had the gun, but he really didn’t know how to use it. The recoil was hard on his hand and it made it difficult to line up his target. His finger jammed on the trigger and then he felt the cold steel of the barrel of the shot gun against his forehead.

  “I don’t want any trouble. Take your friend and get out of here.” Roman was using every bit of willpower not to put these two men down on the ground. The rules of engagement in the navy were different than what it was in real life. The streets had their own rules and by antagonizing, he would only attract more attention than was necessary. “You have one last chance and then this thing gets ugly.” As a gesture of good faith, he snatched a wad of $20.00 bills from the register and passed it over to the two men. Consider this a win win for everyone. Do yourself a favor and don’t push this any further than you already have.”

  The two boys looked at the money and they realized that they had enough to go get drunk off their asses for the evening. W
ilbur lowered the gun, keeping it in his hand for protection, as he made his way back out to the truck. They screamed driving down the road, waving their ill gotten gains in the air for everybody to see. It hadn’t gone exactly as they planned, but they wouldn’t even remember this in the morning.

  Roman was standing there with the shotgun placed by his side. He turned towards the woman that was peeking up over the counter. “It’s OK and they’re gone now.” As she rose up from her position, her uniform had lost one of its buttons. He immediately strayed his eyes towards the swell of her bosom. Those were all natural and in the excitement, she had become aroused, which had become evident by the pointy end of the erasers of her nipples poking through the material.

  “Why the hell did you let them leave like that? You do know that the money that you took to give them is going to come out of my paycheck? I don’t get paid enough, as it is and that’s almost 6 hours that I’m going to have to make back” She didn’t know why she was being, so defensive. Her life had flashed before her eyes. Diana watched, as he fished out the same amount of money that he had taken from the register. He reached over and replaced the bills.

  “I’m sorry, but I really didn’t think that violence was the answer. They were obviously hyped up on something. It was only going to make things more dangerous for both of us. Wait a minute…aren’t you Diana Aniston?” He decided at the last minute that it was a good time to introduce himself. “My brother Daniel is a mechanic and you brought your car into him a couple of months back. He has not stopped talking about you.” He was trying to praise his brother, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of her body. She was made for sin. He was eager for a taste.

  “I remember and I have to admit that he does know his way around a wrench.” She remembered that the guy was a little creepy, but there was something of a genius underneath the mild mannered persona. “He was able to fix the one thing that no other mechanic could figure out. I’ve referred him to some of my friends. It’s not every day that you find a mechanic that is worth his salt and doesn’t cost you an arm and leg to get things done.” She was still shaking and then she felt his hands hold hers and they became steady like a rock.

  “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Having a gun put in your face is not something that happens every day. I don’t think that they will be back, at least not tonight anyway.” Her skin was soft and she was breathing deeply enough that her cleavage was more pronounced.

  With subtlety, she was able to see that her womanly charms had the desired effect on the man. She was trying to remain calm, but it was very hard when her adrenaline was pumping a million miles an hour. It wasn’t lost on her the way that his pants had filled out in a most provocative way. There was a moment where she flashed on an image of her mouth descending on his manhood. It was a fleeting thought, but it was a pleasurable one.

  “I’m Roman.” They exchanged pleasantries, finding a little levity by laughing at their own insane jokes. He couldn’t tear himself away from her and the only time that they had to separate was when there was the very rare customer that came in at this time of night.

  “We’ve been talking for the last 3 hours. Surely there’s something better that you can do with your time. You obviously came in here for a reason. You haven’t even picked up what you came for.” His cock had not gone down. It was literally thumping with a life of its own against his zipper. She licked her lips imagining what he would look like completely naked and at the mercy of her hungry eyes.

  Thinking quickly, Roman came up with a plausible reason for him being here. “I was out taking my bike for a ride after coming back from a tour of duty overseas and I found myself in this neighborhood. I knew that I needed milk for the morning, so I stopped in, as this was the only place that was open at this hour.” He was always one to think quickly on his feet. It was a good thing, because it had allowed him to deny death its claim to his soul.

  “I’m sure that you’ve seen some interesting things.” There was this faraway look in his eyes and she could tell that he had come back a different person. She didn’t want to tell him, but she did notice them in high school. Daniel was always hanging on his older brother’s every word. They were the dynamic duo and girls knew that they were powerless to deny them anything. It was mostly Roman and his very disarming smile that had made it possible to weasel their way in between the legs of some impressionable young lady. Diana was a little bigger in her freshman year, but that became a distant memory when she shed those pounds. When she became the hard body that she was today, she noticed that the brothers had taken an interest in her.

  Feeling slighted by not being noticed before, she made every effort to keep them at arms length. It didn’t matter if they were charming or not.

  “I have to tell you that Daniel has never felt this way about a woman before. Just between you and me, I think that he has a bit of a crush on you. I don’t know, if his feelings will be returned, but maybe you could give him a chance to woo you.” That was a stupid thing for him to say. It sounded like some term that a man from the 1850’s would use.

  “I don’t know why you are trying, so hard to turn me on to your brother. You know that you have an attraction to me yourself. I find your bravery to protect your country and not to mention me to be fucking hot. I can’t stop undressing you with my eyes.” She was turning two shades of red and her chest had flushed making her appear nervous in the face of a man that could probably bench press her over his head. He was not the same gangly young man in high school. He had left when she was a sophomore. “I hate to be blunt, but are you sure that there isn’t any interest from another party?” She was putting it out there and hoping that he would get a clue.

  Before he knew what he was doing, Roman had lifted her off her feet by the back of the neck and dragged her across the counter into a lip lock that made them both melt. Their mouths were occupied with each other’s tongue. They were fighting to see who was going to come out on top.

  Diana managed to turn herself, so that her legs were dangling over the side. Her legs were parted in invitation for something more. She felt his hand creeping up along the inside of her thigh. She moaned into his mouth, wrapping her legs around his waist and pressing her tight little body up against the object of her desire. She had never felt like throwing herself at a man before, but Roman was changing all that.

  The kiss was amazing and Roman could not stop touching her, until his finger grazed the wetness of her panties. He worked his finger underneath and felt that slick surface, until finally he had a moment of clarity. His eyes went wide. He remembered the reason why he was here and how he was betraying his own brother. This was a matter of will power. He finally pulled away from her lips, tasting the strawberry from her lipstick and falling head over heels for the natural scent of the woman.

  “I can’t do this. It’s not you…it’s me.” He used his hands to unclench her ankles from around his waist. He could feel the heat of her sex. It made his cock want to jump in feet first. If it wasn’t for the angel on the right side of his shoulder, he probably would have followed the devil’s advice to give herself to smile about. “I have to go. We should get together and talk about Daniel some more.” He had no idea how he was able to say such a thing. He saw the hurt in her eyes and it was not his intention to make her feel that way.

  This was the first time in her life that she had thrown caution to the wind. It had come back and slapped her in the face. She was stunned and completely silent; as he walked away looking like a truck ran over him.

  Chapter four

  She heard the engine of his motorcycle and went to the window to watch this bad boy drive away. Her legs were numb and her knees were wobbly. She felt like she was going to pass out at any second.

  She managed to use the counter for support, until she was standing behind it and leaning up against the back reliving the kiss in her mind. The softness of his lips and his demanding tongue had ignited a full blown blaze between her legs like never before.

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nbsp; For the rest of her shift, she couldn’t get him out of her head. She wanted more of what he could give her. She didn’t care what her parents might think of her getting involved with a grunt. Her father was adamant that war was not the answer. Unfortunately, she did not share that sentiment and thought that those men that were brave enough to serve deserved their respect.

  When she was relieved at 8:00 AM, she found herself at the bus stop, crossing her legs to find some kind of comfort from the kiss that lingered not only in her head, but on her lips as well. It was hard to think straight, but she could think of something that might help.

  She could feel his fingers on her naked slit and the way that he had come close to plunging that finger deep within her tender quivering flesh. The kiss alone was enough to initiate a certain heat that could only be satisfied with a long overdue climax. She sat inside the bus in the back. She lifted her skirt slowly, until finally she was strumming some attention on her clit. She did it with her jacket, a yellow windbreaker over her lap, so as not to disturb the other passengers.

  Her finger began to move a little quicker and then she abruptly grabbed the seat in front of her. She lowered her head to the intensity of what was occurring. To do something like this in public was unheard of. She never thought that she would find herself, so overcome that she couldn’t wait, until she got back into her own bedroom.

  Thankfully, she was able to bite her tongue to keep herself from crying out in obvious enjoyment. When she finally was able to compose herself, she raised her head and was grateful to see that nobody had witnessed this little escapade. She was breathing a little heavy. She noticed that she had lost a button on her blouse. No wonder the owner came in at 8:00 AM and was a little flustered and kept looking away.