The American Soldier Collection 14: Baby Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “Never too much,” Corona stated from above her, holding her cheeks and then lowering his mouth to hers, kissing her.

  “I want you. Now,” Jessup said to her.

  She lifted and thrust upward, and Corona released her lips.

  “Yes, oh, God, yes,” she cried out as she came again.

  Freeman and Atlanta released her breasts, and Jessup spread her thighs and aligned his cock with her cunt. She felt a second of fear, mixed with anticipation.

  “Yes?” Jessup asked, pressing his thumb over her clit and rubbing circles there.

  She shivered with desire. She wanted this. She wanted to feel the connection even more and her first time having sex to be with these men, in this separate world they were part of.

  “Yes,” she said, and he aligned his cock with her pussy and began to push into her.

  “Let me in, baby. Holy fuck, you’re so tight. Nina, please,” he begged of her, and she didn’t know what to do.

  She’d never had sex before. She wondered if there was more to sex than him pushing into her and breaking that tiny piece of skin. She panicked until Corona cupped her breast and suckled the tip. He lifted back and held her gaze.

  “Relax those muscles. Let go and just feel, Nina. Feel how hard you’ve made Jessup’s cock. Feel it. You did that to him. To fucking all of us.” Corona gripped his own cock, stroking it before he lowered his mouth to her breast once again. It was wild, erotic, and she felt her pussy spasm.

  On the other side of her, Atlanta did the same and then ran his palm to the top of her pussy and started rubbing her clit. She was overwhelmed with desire for them. To have all of them surrounding her and taking her virginity like this was amazing. Her pussy creamed a little more, and Jessup pulled back then thrust into her to the hilt.

  She screamed out, and he held himself in deeply as he caught his breath and nuzzled his mouth against her neck.

  “You’re so tight, Nina. I can’t even fucking move, my cock is so big. Holy fuck, I can’t take it. Never like this. Never,” he told her, making her feel so damn special, as though no matter what, they would remember her and remember this moment they shared. She hugged him as best she could until he eased a little out and then thrust back into her.

  She felt so oversensitive. She knew she would remember everything about today. The feel of Jessup’s large, hard hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her cunt. The way Corona looked so in charge, gave commands, and eased her fears and tension, making her wonder in amazement at their capabilities as men, as lovers, as experienced soldiers. It was all so enticing, and she cried out another release.

  “Holy God. Nina, you’re fucking incredible. Fuck,” Jessup grunted. He looked so wild, his expression distorted almost as though he was in pain. She wondered why, but then he stroked a little faster, and his cock felt big, super hard, and she wondered if it could tear her insides as he stroked repeatedly.

  She gasped each time, feeling the tightness and the friction from his huge cock. But Corona, Atlanta, and Freeman took turns kissing her skin, caressing her breasts, and helping her relax and let go. A suckle under her breast, a lick and nip to her shoulder then ear, and a pinch to her nipples all added to the stimulation of Jessup’s thrusts. With every stroke from Jessup’s cock, she felt less pain, less friction, and her tight muscles eased with more cream.

  Jessup eased up closer to her mouth and kissed her deeply. He thrust into her again and again, and she felt her inner core tighten right before she found another release and came. He eased up and held her shoulders, then stroked again and again, chanting her name until he, too, finally came.

  He slowly pulled out and then rolled to his side and pulled her against his chest. He kissed her deeply and ran his hands along her ass, giving it a light slap. “Incredible. So fucking incredible,” he whispered, and she hugged him tightly and felt her eyes fill with tears of joy.

  She’d finally done it. She inhaled his cologne, and kissed the scars on his chest. She felt so overwhelmed with emotions, but then Jessup moved her mouth away from his scars. He tightened up, and before she could question him, Atlanta was joining them on the bed.

  * * * *

  Atlanta moved onto the bed after removing his jeans. He kissed along Nina’s bare back, enjoying the sight of her sexy, naked body. He squeezed her ass cheeks. They were perfectly round, smooth, and sexy. Her body was incredible, and aside from the tattoo, there wasn’t a scar or blemish anywhere. She was perfection, and he suddenly felt insecure, as though he wasn’t good enough for her. But what was this, really? A lustful attraction, a need for control, and a curiosity as to how all four of them wanted to claim the same woman and take her together? He didn’t want to analyze what was happening here. He didn’t want to overthink it. He just wanted to be part of it and to share this with his team, the only people he trusted.

  Nina turned slightly away from Jessup, and Atlanta caught sight of her large breast and very aroused nipple. He reached over her hip as he latched onto her breast and began to suckle hard.

  She purred softly, and it made his dick throb with need. He felt possessive, needy, and almost desperate to make Nina his and mark her, too. They were different emotions, ones he’d never felt with any other woman, and he wondered if it was just because he and his team were going to share her today.

  Running his fingers along her silky thigh, he found her pussy and pressed a finger up into her.

  “Oh.”

  She moaned, and he locked gazes with her as he suckled harder on her breast. Rolling her to her back, he released her breast with a pop and moved between her thighs.

  “I need in,” he said to her, and she licked her lower lip then reached up and cupped his cheek.

  It was intimate, sweet, like Nina. He felt her touch to his heart, and it scared the hell out of him. He grabbed her wrist and pressed it up above her head. He saw her eyes widen, and he felt guilty of something but didn’t know what. He refocused on having her, possessing her body like Jessup had. His cock throbbed with need. It had been months since he’d had sex, and watching Jessup fuck Nina was arousing. The fact that she wanted all of them was incredible, and he wanted to be part of this energy surrounding them.

  Atlanta eased between her legs and pressed her thighs wider. Holding her gaze, he saw how young, how beautiful and sexy she was. She also looked a little scared.

  He eased his hold on her wrist and reached down to her pussy. He stroked her clit, rubbed circles with her cream, and he felt her thighs press against his. “Stay open for me. For us. We’re all going to have you today.”

  She took a breath, and her eyes filled with emotion.

  “You’re so beautiful, baby, your skin so soft and smooth.” He caressed it with the hand he’d been using to hold her wrist.

  “Ready for me, Nina?” He lowered over her body. She smiled at him, ran her fingers through his hair, and lifted her chin as he kissed her lips and eased his cock into her cunt. He was shocked she felt so tight. He knew she was petite, but damn was it difficult to stroke into her. “Let me in, baby. Let me make love to you.” He suckled against her neck as he eased out, then thrust all the way in. She gasped and gripped him tightly. He knew he was big, but she was extra tight, extra sensitive, and it made his cock throb.

  “I won’t last long, Nina. Holy God, woman, your pussy is clenching my cock. Fuck.” He carried on as he eased out and thrust back in. Every stroke made his balls ache, and he knew he wasn’t going to last. Nothing had ever felt like this. Nothing.

  “Fuck.”

  He moaned and then tightened up, trying to thrust into her a few more times. He never came this fast. Never.

  “Nina,” Atlanta shouted out her name and then hugged her close and kissed her everywhere he could. He rolled to the side, taking her with him. He caressed her back and her ass as he eased his cock from her cunt.

  “Damn,” he grunted. His cock felt overly sensitive. He cupped Nina’s cheeks and stared down into her eyes. “That was perfect, just like
you.” He kissed her lips, and she hugged him so tightly his heart burst with mixed emotions. Not wanting her to think this was more than what it was, he reacted by pushing back, giving them room. And yet, suddenly, he felt he maybe wanted more than she wanted. It was a myriad of chaotic thoughts. He saw her expression, and he feared hurting her, and that was different altogether. He kissed the top of her head and couldn’t help but feel something more than what he had expected. Nina was different, making love to her was different, and suddenly, an uneasy feeling filled his chest as she held on tightly and kissed his bare chest.

  * * * *

  Freeman watched the exchange between Atlanta and Nina. It had been just like with Jessup. They felt something more. He just knew it. He eased onto the bed.

  “Go to Freeman. He needs you, too,” Atlanta said to her, and Nina turned away from him and looked at Freeman. Atlanta ran his hand along her ass, squeezing it. He gave her ass a slap before he stood up. Nina gasped as she reached back and caressed her ass cheek. Atlanta chuckled. “You’ve got the perfect ass for spanking.” She blushed.

  Freeman eased down and lifted her up on top of his chest. She held on to his shoulders, and she pulled her lower lip between her teeth. He smiled softly at her. She was petite, sweet, and beautiful. His heart swelled with desire, and his dick felt as hard as a steel rod.

  “I want to hear you moan and cry out my name. Take me inside of you, Nina. Make me come, baby,” Freeman said to her, easing his palm up her breast to under her neck. He pulled her down and covered her mouth with his.

  That kiss grew deeper quickly, and soon she was lifting up and down.

  He pulled from her mouth and gripped her hips. She stared at him, and for a moment, he didn’t think she knew what to do. He didn’t know why he thought that. It was obvious she wasn’t a virgin. She had accepted the four of them, making love to them and giving into the desires easy. Suddenly he felt jealous, as though he didn’t want to think about other men she fucked. It was silly, and he’d never had that thought with any other woman he’d screwed in his life. Why now? Why with Nina?

  He gripped her hips a little roughly, his mind boggled down instantly by jealous thoughts. He needed to claim her. That was the bottom line.

  “Lift up, take my cock into your pussy, Nina. I need you now.”

  She swallowed hard, lifted up, and then touched his cock. He shook and tightened up.

  “Fuck, your hand feels so good. Holy fuck.” She glided her hand slowly up and down his shaft. He gave her hips a hard shake.

  “Don’t tease me. Ride my cock. Get it inside of you and fuck me, Nina,” he scolded her, and her face turned red, and he wondered if his demands were too much for sweet Nina. Then, she did as he said and eased her wet pussy over his shaft. She slowly sank a little down, but not even halfway, before she lifted up. It was torture as he hissed and tightened.

  “Fuck, you’re so tight. Holy shit, Nina. Come on now, baby. Don’t tease me.”

  She squinted at him, looking confused, uncertain, but then she eased all the way down, tightened her eyes, and gasped as she settled over his hips. She moved up and down slowly. Too slowly for Freeman to handle.

  “I can’t. I fucking can’t take it.” He gripped her hips then thrust upward hard.

  Nina cried out. “Freeman,” she exclaimed, and he began to thrust again and again, and she wobbled side to side.

  “You feel so tight, so incredible.” The urge, the desperate need to claim her and mark her as his woman, became too difficult to fight.

  “Fuck, I can’t take it. I can’t.” He rolled her to her back, lifted her thighs, and began to pound into her pussy. He felt her screaming his name and grabbing his hair, countering his thrusts, and he lost it. He exploded inside of her as she orgasmed at the same time. He shook as he tried to thrust a few more times, but he couldn’t. His cock was super sensitive, and her inner muscles gripped it so tightly he thought he might pass out.

  Freeman eased out of her pussy and covered her mouth to kiss her deeply. He eased up, and she touched his chin and lip, ran her thumb along his lower lip with passion and adoration in her eyes, and fear gripped his heart. This wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a lustful encounter. So why did he feel this tightness in his heart, and why did sickness fill his gut?

  He rose up, trying to get away from the emotions he felt. Corona was there to take his place. Their commander loomed over her, and Nina stared up at him with awe.

  * * * *

  Corona had watched from the side, and now it was his chance to make love to Nina. While he watched his men claim her body and carry on about how tight and sweet she was, he’d felt overwhelmed with mixed emotions. The attraction between all of them was real, and it was intense. They had friends who shared women and got involved in permanent relationships with them. He and his team had never fucked the same woman together, but they’d had sex with some of the same women at different times. This wasn’t like that. They were all here, this thing getting started over one of Jessup’s episodes and Nina bringing him out of it. He couldn’t help but be concerned about this situation. They would have to see Nina again, every time they went into Bailey’s or the Copper Pot. He couldn’t help but wonder if she would be waiting for them, be there to come home to after a mission. No strings attached, Corona reminded himself. She was young, too young for any commitment, and they were too old, too fucked up to be anything more than just lovers.

  He felt angry at his thoughts. Angry at the life he had and the way his profession ruled his life and the lives of his teammates.

  As he hovered over Nina, an intense feeling of protectiveness and possessiveness overcame him. She was young, beautiful, and he felt as if he shouldn’t have this opportunity to possess such a lovely thing. All the bad shit he’d ever done in his life came crashing into his mind. The danger, the violence, the killing to survive overwhelmed him. He smoothed his hand along her hip then up to her breast. He cupped it, and she stared up at him as though he was some sort of amazing man, when he was anything but amazing.

  “Are you okay? Can you handle one more lover tonight?” he asked her, and she swallowed hard as he thumbed her nipple. It instantly hardened.

  “Do you want me, too?” she asked him, as if he was hinting that maybe she didn’t interest him. Or maybe somehow she was insecure—or playing it that way. He didn’t want to analyze it. He just reacted.

  “Baby, I’d be out of my mind to not want a piece of you.”

  Corona swooped down and kissed Nina deeply. He was shocked when his mouth touched hers and her tongue stuck forward to taste him deeper and draw him in. They ravaged one another’s mouths, and it gave him the power to move forward and take all he could get. The desperate feeling to claim her was shocking. He spread her thighs, found her pussy, and thrust two fingers up into her cunt. Her delicate fingers gripped his shoulders, and the more he stroked his fingers into her tight channel, the firmer her grip got. He moved his mouth off of hers and trailed it along her throat to her shoulder, and he nibbled a little harder as his fingers stroked a little deeper.

  “Corona, oh, God,” she moaned, and he couldn’t take it.

  He found her nipple and suckled hard then pulled on it. She cried out, shaking beneath him, and his fingers felt the gush of cream. His cock throbbed with need.

  “Fuck.” He pulled out his fingers, spread her thighs, aligned his cock with her cunt, and thrust into her. She screamed out, and he grunted as he held himself deep. She was so fucking tight and snug that his cock throbbed and ached. He couldn’t catch his breath. “Holy fuck.”

  “I know. Isn’t she fucking incredible?” Atlanta said, and Corona felt almost dizzy as he pulled back and then eased softly into her. She moved her head side to side.

  “You’re so big. Oh, God, I can’t take it. Oh, God.” She was moaning and panting, gripping his wrists as he held her hips and eased in and out of her very tight channel.

  “You can take it, Nina. You’re fucking perfect. I’ve never felt
anything like this. Holy fuck, baby. Give it to me. Let the fuck go and give it to me,” he ordered.

  He shifted up, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her down as he thrusted upward. Her breasts bounced up and down with every deep stroke, and he felt his cock throb for release, but he didn’t want to come so quickly. He wondered why his brothers had come so soon, and now he knew. Nina was a seductress. She had a body made for sin and a pussy so fucking tight he’d never felt anything like it before.

  “There you go, baby. Come on, now. Give it to me. Call out my name. Beg for it.”

  “Oh, God, Corona, you’re wild. Oh, my God, yes, more, Corona. More,” she encouraged him, and then she came.

  He shoved into her harder, faster, making the bed rock and her beautiful breasts bounce faster. His hips moved so quickly he was shocking himself with the power this woman had over him.

  “Grrr,” he grunted and then slammed into her and came, shooting his seed into her womb and wanting to make sure he left his mark to let the world know she was his, she was part of him.

  That thought shocked him, still. Corona opened his eyes and locked onto Nina’s, who looked exhausted and lovely. He caressed her cheek with his palm and eased from her body.

  He looked at the others. “Atlanta, start a bath for her.”

  Atlanta immediately exited the bedroom. Jessup fixed the sheets and lay down on the bed.

  “Thank you, Nina. That was real nice,” Corona said to her, and he caught the shocked, hurt expression flash in her eyes. Then she gave a soft smile before turning toward Jessup and pulling the sheet over her body.

  Chapter 6

  It was becoming a regular routine. Nina would help one of the men prepare the meals, and somehow it turned into her being taken on the table either as an appetizer or as dessert. Tonight was no different, except it was just her and Corona. Atlanta and Freeman were in the barn, and Jessup was upstairs in a piss-poor mood. After he made love to her, he’d pushed her away. It was as if suddenly he was putting a wall up, and she didn’t know why. Each day that passed—and the more time they spent together, making love, holding one another, or simply enjoying one another’s company—turned into so much more. She was falling deeper and deeper, and none of them brought up the fact that this was only temporary.