Soldiers of Pearl 2: Healing Souls (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  * * * *

  Beau and Cason remained outside, and Beau stared out toward the front wooded area.

  “What’s wrong?” Cason asked him.

  “I don’t know. Just for a moment I got this really odd feeling inside. It was like the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and made me think that someone was watching us with Cora.”

  Cason walked closer and peered out toward the darkness even though he couldn’t see a thing. He felt that eerie sensation too.

  “Think we need to take a walk around?” Cason asked very seriously.

  “I think we ought to. Let’s grab the night-vision stuff. Asher and Avery will be busy with Cora for a while and Blade will be back to join them soon enough.”

  “Sounds good. Let’s go tracking and hope we come up with nothing.”

  * * * *

  Asher set Cora down on the rug in the dimly lit bedroom. Avery undid her skirt and let it drop to the floor then trailed fingers down her spine to her ass. He cupped both cheeks.

  Cora locked gazes with Asher. He soaked in every inch of her flesh and absorbed the calmness in her eyes. The anger, the sadness and hurt he saw earlier in the evening when she witnessed her baby girl’s confession tore a hole in his heart. No woman, no child, should ever have to experience such pain and fear. He would make it his lifelong job to ensure they experienced love, compassion, protection, and happiness. All of them. Starting with their woman, Cora.

  “You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Ever touched,” he said as he trailed his fingers along her throat, down over her breasts, bare and aroused from both his and Avery’s touch.

  He inhaled.

  “Your scent, your perfume entices me.” He moved his fingers lower and stroked her pussy lips slowly, with a slight amount of pressure.

  Her head titled back, and Avery reached around and gently caressed her throat in a very possessive and sexy manner. She thrust her breasts out, pushed her pelvis forward so Asher’s fingers could enter her blossoming cunt.

  “Your taste is so delicious I crave it all the time. I could feast on you for hours.” He leaned forward and kissed her breast, licked over her nipple and areola then pulled and tugged on the tip.

  “Asher,” she whispered.

  “Julia says you’re a princess, but I think of you more like a goddess, a fine, sexy woman who deserves to have her men pleasure her every day and every night. That’s what life is going to be like with us, Cora. Taking, giving, loving, fucking,” he said and pressed his fingers up into her cunt, making her moan out and grip his wrist.

  “Open for me, baby. Let me get you wet and ready for cock,” Asher whispered as he pressed fingers in and out of her channel while he licked her breast and tugged on her nipple over and over again. She was shaking and shivering when Avery’s hands came up from behind her and cupped her breasts, held them out for Asher to feast upon.

  In and out, Asher stroked her cunt with his fingers, curling them, trying to find that special spot that made Cora scream in ecstasy.

  He licked across her nipples one after the next and then kissed her mouth.

  “What do you need, baby?” he asked her.

  “You. Both of you, please,” she begged.

  “What do you say, Avery? Is she ready?”

  Avery caressed his hands down from her breasts, pulling her nipples hard and then releasing them and continued a path down her belly.

  “Let me check,” he said as Asher pulled his fingers from her cunt and Avery’s took their place. He leaned back onto the bed, taking Cora with him, her back to Avery’s front.

  Asher lifted her thighs and placed them over Avery’s thighs as he continued to thrust fingers into her pussy.

  Asher caressed her inner thighs open and inhaled her scent.

  “I need to taste you, baby, then we’ll give you what you’re begging for.”

  Spread wide, cunt glistening, Asher took a moment to watch his brother stroke Cora’s cunt with his fingers. His eyes were tense, his expression happy and aroused. His twin was feeling exactly like Asher was feeling.

  When Asher began to lick a path from her inner thigh to her pussy, Avery pulled fingers from her pussy and brought them to Cora’s lips.

  “Taste yourself. Taste how fucking delicious you are.”

  She opened her mouth and licked his digits, and Asher heard Avery moan right before Asher lashed his tongue out against Cora’s pussy lips. She moaned and continued to suck Avery’s fingers like she would suck their cocks.

  Asher licked and swirled his tongue around her folds, her honey sweet and addicting. He plunged his tongue inside of her as Avery played with her breasts and thrust his hips upward. They both needed to make love to her. Their cocks were super hard.

  “Oh, Asher. Oh God, I’m coming,” she said, and Asher pulled his mouth from her pussy.

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  “We’ll tell you when to come. All your orgasms belong to us now.”

  “Oh God,” she moaned, leaning back against Avery. He chuckled, and Asher lifted her up and kissed her deeply while Avery discarded his clothing and lay on the bed.

  Asher turned Cora around and gave her a smack on her ass as she straddled Avery’s hips. She didn’t hold back and wait as she aligned her pussy with Avery’s cock and plunged downward, taking him into her cunt in one deep stroke.

  “Oh fuck, baby, slow down. I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” Avery told her.

  “I needed you. It feels so good and doesn’t hurt. I feel so crazy,” she said as she began to ride him and set her own pace. Avery held her hips in place and pumped up, countering her slow pumps, obviously wanting her to go faster. Asher chuckled as he grabbed the lube, and got into position behind Cora. He kissed her skin, her spine, and her hips. He stroked his wet fingers into her ass, adding the lubrication, wanting to bring her only pleasure and no pain.

  “Here I come, baby,” Asher said in warning right before he pressed his lubricated cock through her tight rings and pushed in deeply.

  “Oh God,” she moaned and then began to ride them both. Back and forth, up and down, she was trying to get them both to penetrate deeper. Avery wrapped his arms around her waist and held her chest to him as he pumped his hips upward, taking her breath away. Behind her, Asher held her hips and thighs and pounded into her ass, trying to find relief and bring her pleasure.

  “Harder, faster, oh God, please don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Let me come,” she said, and Avery exploded first, climaxing inside of her and moaning her name.

  “Come, Cora. Come with me, baby,” Asher told her as he rocked into her again and again. Cora screamed her release, losing her voice, and then Asher followed, grunting, pounding into her, emptying his seed into her body. They caressed her, kissed and cuddled with her. “I love you, baby. I’m never going to let you go. I’ll always love you,” Avery said and kissed her.

  “I love you too sweetness. Since the moment we met, I knew you were special,” Asher said and kissed her next.

  “I love you both too. I was afraid to say it and that you would think it was lame or too soon,” she admitted.

  “Never hold back what you’re feeling, Cora. We’re here for you. Always.”

  * * * *

  “What the fuck?” Beau whispered to Cason as they knelt down and saw the boot marks. There was a trail of footprints that led all the way down to the side road that led up to the house on the other side. No one ever came from that route. There was nothing for miles. Just empty fields belonging to ancestors of Pearl.

  “I don’t like this. Someone has been standing here watching the house. Look at this shit,” Cason said as Beau pointed through the trees and lifted his binoculars.

  “I can see a clear path to the fucking door. I can read the fucking print with these things,” Cason said.

  “If they were just here, then they saw Cora with her top off. They saw Asher and Avery touching her. What if it’s her ex? What if it’s fucking Anthony?” Cason
added.

  “We need to take precautions. If it is the fucker, then he’s just asking to be taken out. He won’t get his hands on Cora or the kids. We need to tell the others and make plans. We need to inform Wyatt,” Beau stated firmly.

  “Let’s reroute back and make sure he was alone and that he’s long gone. And Beau, let’s not tell Cora just yet. We’ll take care of this our way.”

  “Agreed.”

  * * * *

  Blade returned home to find Beau and Cason walking up to the house dressed in black gear and carrying night-vision goggles. He immediately knew something was up. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and read Beau’s tight expression and Cason’s firm tone.

  “Looks like trouble. Someone’s been snooping around out there about a hundred yards from the front steps.” Blade uncrossed his arms. He looked toward the house, trying to tell himself that Cora, Avery, and Asher were okay. Then he thought about Julia, Liam, and Mary. They were safe in town in the small place they lived surrounded by retired soldiers. Men they knew didn’t sleep well at night and watched over the places nearby.

  “What do you think?” he asked cautiously. He knew Beau and Cason were great trackers, excellent hunters, just as he and the others were. Beau had a real special knack for tracking people as well as animals.

  “Not sure, but someone has been out there. Beau got a funny feeling, felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, and then I got the feeling too. The footprints look fresh, and deep, like they stood there still, quiet like as they watched,” Cason added.

  “Cora was on the porch with us. Asher and Avery removed her top,” Beau said, appearing like he was biting the inside of his cheek, his fists by his side.

  It made Blade just as angry. She was their woman. Her body was for their eyes only.

  “Professional or amateur?”

  Cason didn’t even reply. He just raised one eyebrow and held Blade’s gaze intently.

  “Her fucking ex. He was right fucking there. That close. Fuck, if I get my hands on him,” Blade said then turned and paced a moment.

  “We can’t be a hundred percent certain it was him. But we can’t take a chance that it isn’t either. How do you want to handle this?” Cason asked.

  “We need to be smart about this. Securing Cora and the kids and her mom are priority. Having them here under our guard would be best,” Blade said.

  “There are more people in town though. More security and police to protect the kids and her mom there,” Cason added.

  “We have the panic room and things in place if there were a home invasion,” Beau reminded them. Blade felt sick, his stomach instantly in knots.

  “Cora is going to be a mess. She seemed like she was just getting the anxiety attacks under control too. She’ll worry about the kids, her mom, and Arabella,” Blade said.

  “We’ll need to notify Wyatt, the deputies, and of course Brock and the other men. If we’re all on the lookout, the chances of this guy getting this close again should be less,” Cason said.

  “He’s retired Special Forces. He’s on the run, desperate, and probably wants revenge. You read her file. The fucker swore to kill her and the kids in court in front of the judge. We can’t let him get close enough to even try it.”

  “Maybe we should call Storm? Perhaps he can get more info on this guy Anthony and who may or may not be helping him.”

  “Let’s hold off on that and make our own arrangements. We’ll tell Cora tomorrow, once we talk with Avery and Asher,” Blade said, and they agreed.

  “We’re going to go put this stuff away and set up the alarm system and the perimeter security cameras just as precaution. Though something tells me the guy is long gone. But he’ll be back and when he comes, we’ll be ready,” Beau said and walked away. Cason followed him, and Blade stood there, still and on edge.

  He wasn’t going to lose the woman he loved to some monster. He and his team needed to protect her and the kids. They were their family now. He stared into the darkness, his body and mind instantly remembering his past experiences in war. As Special Forces he was more often the hunter than the hunted. He didn’t care for this situation one bit. Civilian life made him soft, but his survival skills were never rusty or unreachable. He would get into the right mode. He would organize his team to be on guard, on standby for a counterattack. They weren’t a team to reckon with. This guy would soon meet his maker.

  * * * *

  Cora knew it was late, but something awoke her from her sleep. Was it the absence of any of her men in bed? Surely she hadn’t become so dependent upon them that she couldn’t even sleep through the night. The thought made her feel nervous, and then she was scared. She looked around the room. It was so quiet and dark. She went to sit up and heard Blade’s voice.

  “Go back to sleep, baby. Everything is okay.”

  “Oh God, Blade, you scared me. Where are you? I can’t even see a thing in here. Where’s the light?” she asked then felt his hand grab her wrist.

  “No light. Leave it dark. I see better in the dark,” he told her, and she felt uneasy. He sounded strange. She reached up and cupped his cheek, the sheets fell from her body, and he cupped her breast then lay over her. He was only wearing boxers. Where had he been sleeping or staying while she slept?

  “Blade?”

  He covered her mouth and kissed her deeply. He pressed his hips against her body then moved his hands along her arms and pinned them above her head.

  He ravaged her mouth, and she opened to him, loving how controlled he was, and demanding. She sensed something was bothering him but that he wasn’t ready to talk about it. She needed to learn to respect his wishes and allow him to be in control. It was his nature. He was the commander, the leader of his team, this house, his business, and he was in charge of it all.

  He kissed along her chin to her neck and then her breasts.

  “Leave your arms up. Don’t move,” he ordered firmly. Her pussy clenched, her belly quivered with desire and concern, but she wasn’t scared. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her.

  The feel of his short whiskers along her belly and breasts made her shiver and wiggle. He licked along her nipple then suckled her breast. He made his way along her belly, kissing, suckling her skin, twirling the gold belly ring with his tongue, and then lower, using his palms to spread her thighs wider.

  “Blade,” she whispered low, watching him with hooded eyes as his mouth landed on her pussy. She felt his thumbs and fingers firmly hold her thighs wide as he licked, suckled, and feasted on her. He blew warm breath and then suddenly lifted up, removed his boxers, and got down between her legs again. She reached for him, ran her fingers through his hair, and he lifted his head, causing her hands to touch his face, the whiskers that aroused her inner thighs and chafed her skin.

  “Arms up, Cora. Show me that this body, all of you belongs to me.”

  She locked gazes with his eyes, and despite the darkness she somehow saw the intensity, the concern inside the emerald-green color.

  “Are you okay, Blade? Is something wrong?” she asked him as she raised her arms above her head. He kept his hands on her thighs, keeping her wide as his eyes roamed over her body from where her hands were straight to her dripping cunt.

  “Everything is fine, Cora. I just need you like this. Alone, giving all of me to you to love, to protect, and to know that you’re safe and here with me.”

  He slid his hands along her thighs until he got to her waist then lifted her up, aligned his cock with her pussy, and pushed slowly into her.

  She felt so vulnerable and exposed like this. With her hands above her head, her breasts pushed out, and Blade’s hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her deeper. She gasped with every deep stroke as her body rocked, and her breasts bounced with each thrust of his hips.

  “You’re gorgeous, Cora. You deserve so much. I want to give you everything, baby. I love you, Cora. Do you hear me, baby, I love you.” He leaned down and kissed her deeply as he continued to thrust his hips a
nd run his hands up and down her forearms. They locked fingers, and she lifted her thighs up against his hips to counterthrust. The bed rocked and moaned beneath them, but all she could do was focus on the way he explored her mouth with his tongue, expressing his desire and hunger for her. Her pussy clenched, and her body erupted in waves of pleasure.

  He pulled from her mouth and leaned back, lifting her thighs higher as he pounded into her faster and faster while holding her hands above her head.

  “I love you, Blade.”

  “Come with me, baby. Together, the way it will always be,” he said as he increased the speed of his thrusts.

  She cried out as her orgasm hit her, rushing through her core as she shook and moaned along with Blade. “Mine. All mine,” he said and came as he held himself deep within her while he calmed his breathing. He rolled to the side, taking her with him. He cupped her cheek, turned her face toward him so he could see her, and then he ravaged her mouth again until he had his fill.

  “Right here in my arms is where you belong. With me and my team, protecting you, possessing you, making you happy and well loved.”

  She closed her eyes and cuddled into his embrace. Life was perfect and could only get better with men like hers.

  * * * *

  Blade knew when Cora fell into a peaceful sleep. He caressed her hair and inhaled the scent of her perfume. She was very petite compared to him and the others. With thoughts of her size, her femininity, and vulnerability came thoughts of the man who was lurking in the woods, watching them. It pissed him off. It made him feel violated, and angry that something like this could happen. They were soldiers. Special Forces, just like this asshole that was out there and perhaps on the hunt for their woman.

  He felt his body tense, and then Cora moaned in her sleep and adjusted her body closer to him. She ran her hand over his belly then to his chest. He used his other hand to hold her hand, once again amazed at how small it appeared in his larger hand.

  The bedroom door creaked open, and Blade didn’t bat an eye. He heard the footsteps and knew that Beau and Cason were up and talking with Asher and Avery about the boot prints in the woods on their property.