Rookie in the Midst [Blue Platoon 1]
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“Would they believe you?” Craig said. “From what I heard, Howard is in charge there, isn’t he?”
“No. He wants to be, though,” Amos said dryly. “He tried to marry into the pack, but had to settle for a beta position instead. He’s no alpha, and they don’t trust him because he’s my brother. I can just imagine what kind of shit he’s been telling them over the years.”
“He could be behind this,” Finch suggested grimly. “He’s petty and just dirty enough to do something like this.”
Amos frowned. “You think so? Killing this many people at once?”
“He won’t do it—he’ll send someone else to do it,” Blaze said darkly, scowling. “He’s not exactly the hands-on type, unless he’s abusing someone in a closet.”
“He’s capable,” Finch said, scowling. “I read his psyche eval, remember? His selection results were interesting and disturbing at the same time. The guy’s a sociopath, or borderline, anyway. He shouldn’t still be a serving officer. God knows how he’s managed to stay in for so long.”
“His platoon are probably too scared to do anything in case he does something nasty to them,” Craig suggested.
“Yeah, he’s got a vicious streak a mile wide,” Amos agreed. “We have to prevent that vision from becoming a reality. I just hope it was a warning, and not inevitable. We no longer have the support of the military like we used to.”
“Yes, I don’t want that dream to become a reality,” Craig said, shuddering. “Not a great way to wake up.” He eyed them all and decided to use all the prime meat he had at his disposal to distract him from the nightmare. He smiled slightly. “Speaking of which, you guys haven’t stopped being soldiers, despite leaving service. We need a name for you.”
They looked at him and then grinned.
“Blue Platoon sounds about right,” Blaze chuckled, as he sank balls deep inside Garnet’s tight ass.
The ex-Royal Marine Commando and SBS specialist groaned, but laughed, as well. “Yeah, Blue Platoon’s appropriate. As in porno studs on patrol, here we come,” he retorted, turning his head for a hot smooch.
They all laughed at that. “I’ll make some calls tomorrow, on the down low, to try to warn the Hawkriggs,” Amos said, ready to get in on some more sexy action with his mates. “After a sausage and cream breakfast.”
“Hmmm,” Craig sighed, feeling his alpha’s huge cock filling him again. “Who’s providing the cream?”
Finch chuckled and shoved his dick at Craig’s face, after leaping over Amos’s big body. “Here you go, sex muffin. Blue Platoon at your service.”
Craig sucked greedily on the proffered meat, locking his gaze with Finch’s sparkling green one, and then drank down the first load, humming with pleasure. Blue Platoon were definitely worth the price of admission. He had his very own porn show every morning, noon, and night. Thanking his stars, he forgot about the future, and the disturbing vision, and let his lusty mates take him to new heights. Tomorrow could wait. He had four horny lovers to satisfy. And he loved them all, heart and soul. Who could ask for anything more?
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