My Calendar Men Boxed Set

by Rose, Dahlia

  Gavin bit her shoulder and reared back, calling her name as his body went rigid. Her release was followed by them both. She felt their hot seed spill inside her with each thrust. James’ neck arched with the intensity of his coming; it bowed his back and he gripped her leg. Gavin came so hard that he instantly rolled onto his back and she could hear his harsh breathing. She closed her eyes and willed the world to stop spinning and her heart to go back to a normal rhythm. Somewhere along the line, they fell asleep because soon she heard James mutter a curse and say it was time for them to go.

  She opened her eyes. “Hmm, okay, this isn’t heaven or hell so you didn’t kill me. That was powerfully hot. I don’t usually fall asleep like that.”

  “I feel like I could take on a mountain lion right now,” Gavin yawned. “Find me a big cat and I’ll wrestle it bare handed.”

  “Endorphins has made him high, pay him no attention.” James chuckled.

  “We should shower before you go. We’re a sticky mess,” she said, and tired to climb over Gavin.

  He held her legs tight to his naked body and lifted them both off the bed. She looked over his shoulder to James, who rolled from the mattress and followed them.

  “I don’t think all of us can fit into the stall, guys,” she said.

  “Don’t worry, baby. I think we can make it work.” Gavin kissed her neck.

  “Oh…oh!” She caught his meaning when she felt his cock jump between then and saw James wink as they got in the bathroom.

  The spray of the water was hot on her skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat while she was sandwiched between the two men in the shower stall. Their hands roamed her body and ignited fire in their wake. She made them groan with the touch of her lips and by stroking their cocks.

  This was the last day of rush weekend and the guys that Gavin and James trained would be moving on to different parts of the country to begin to elitist in the Army Rangers. She gasped as she was given a tender nip on the neck and she felt fingers probe and slit between the lips of her pussy. This was only the beginning of her relationship with her soldiers. They’d made her their new trainee in pleasure. In between these two sexy heroes making her body melt with desire, all she could think was, I’m glad I enlisted before all thought was lost to the sexual gratification they were striving for.

  When September Ends

  My sweet Sable,

  I finally found a transport off Afghanistan and, baby, I’m heading your way. Those kisses you promised have filled my every waking thought and each dream when I close my eyes in this desert hell. I keep imagining how you will smell, something light and exotic like African Violets. I wonder how your lips will taste, maybe like some mocha whipped drink that will make me want to drink from you over and over again.

  So in three days, meet me at the Empire State Building on the top floor viewing deck. I’ll be the guy in uniform with an American flag stuck on his back pack. By the time you get this email, I’ll be winging my way to you. But I have something to tell, well, show you too. Something that’s important and that you need to know before we take this any further. Something about my life, and I wonder… I just wonder if you will think differently of me. I sure hope not because if you turn me away… No, I won’t think like that because I don’t want imagine not having and holding you. So three days, baby. Look for me and change both our lives forever.

  Yours,

  Cam

  Sable held the last letter from him crumpled because she was holding it so tightly. She sat in the cab nervously, tapping her foot, heading toward her destination and Cam White. The man she’d never met but formed a bond with over the Internet. You are crazy! she heard her own subconscious say. But she was compelled to do it because the man who made her heart jump in emails was waiting for her at the Empire State Building. The traffic was heavy and it seemed like every block, the cab had to stop at a red light. She sighed impatiently and looked at her watch. She was nervous, but still wanting to get there.

  “You late for something, miss?” The cab driver glanced back at her in the rearview mirror.

  “Not yet. I’m meeting someone really important.” She smiled and looked out the window, knowing that her words were true.

  In six months of corresponding and long distance calls from overseas, he’d become one of the most important things in her life. Maybe that was why she was so nervous because if things didn’t work out, she would be completely alone in the world again.

  The car started moving again and she thought back to the very first time that Cam contacted her. She’d found the Adopt A Hero site to be a pen pal for soldiers who had no one back home. After a few weeks of not hearing from anyone, she figured that no one would contact her. She came home from work one night to find an email from Sergeant First Class Camden White. From the very first letter, he was so charming that she felt compelled to just kick off her shoes and email him back. Each email after that was hotter and sexier. She didn’t know one could form something that felt solid over the Internet. But in each letter, she revealed a little more of her soul and her past to him, and he did the same. They had both been alone from the time they were kids. Both were in foster care, only in different parts of the United States. He made the military his home while she was kicked out of the system at eighteen and left to fend for herself.

  She always felt the like odd duck out. Even in her job she tended to be quiet and only had a few friends. Meeting Cam changed all that because even from thousands of miles away, he made her feel like a woman and he wanted her just for her. Finally, the cab pulled up in front of the Empire State Building and she felt her stomach lurch. This is it. She pulled out twenty-five dollars to pay for the fare and stepped out. Staring at the entrance to the tall building, she took a deep breath and went inside.

  * * * *

  The wind was only slightly chilled on the top of the most famous building in New York City. The cold never bothered him much regardless where he was. He was hot blooded by nature and nature had done something strange to him long ago, so he learned to go with the flow.

  He looked at the digital read out on his LED watch and saw it was exactly nine o’ clock. She was late, or not coming, he thought, and pushed that aside vehemently. Fate couldn’t be that cruel to lead him down a path to meet someone and then take it away so suddenly. In one instant, going through the Adopt A Hero site to find the family of a friend who was lost to the war, he’d seen her name and her simple message. I’ll be a shoulder to lean on in the midst of your tour. It was meant for anyone, but he felt as if it was only for him. Before he knew it, he was typing this letter and by some miracle, she answered. She would be there. Someone like Sable wasn’t into playing games. He’d figured that out really quickly after his emails became a little more on the dirty side. She asked him plain and simple if he was looking for some way to while away the time and jack off.

  After he’d finished laughing his ass off at the comment, he’d replied and said no. For all she’d been through in her life, she still had spunk and didn’t let the world break her. He liked that about her. He just didn’t know how she would react when she saw his second nature, the one he wore under his human skin. She struck him as open minded, but as Casey pointed out just before he left Kandahar, he’d better tell her the truth before more feeling became involved. It would be easier to walk away then as opposed to later on. He knew his boss was right, of course, but didn’t want the rejection.

  He’d seen his boss find love in Nia, and Zane, the second in command of his unit, in Promyse. He saw Kale come home with a big grin on his face when April accepted him for what he was, and now Cam wanted to fine his mate. Being part of the Army Beasts special military until was the only home he’d known since Casey had seen his true nature. They were all shifters and it made them a family with each other and a question mark with those who wanted to see them disbanded and caged away. Now he wanted to find a place in Sable’s arms. He wanted her love. God knew he’d fallen for her soft spoken words when they
talked and that hint of fire that could spark when she got mad. He looked at his watch again and sighed in frustration, hoping his chance had not been just a dream.

  Cam was facing the amazing skyline view of New York when he heard the doors to the elevators ding and knew it was her. He closed his eyes, lifted his nose to the air, and caught a scent of perfume. It was light and flowery, just as he’d thought. He’d taken his pack of and it was leaned against the wall, and the small flag he pinned to the strap fluttered in the breeze. He didn’t turn around; he couldn’t quite yet because…just because. He swallowed thickly and stood still.

  “Cam?” Her voice was soft and to a normal man, it would be carried away on the wind. But he heard her. He would always hear her.

  He turned and saw her standing there. The breeze ruffled the dress she wore. It was long, down to her ankles, and caressed every curve of her body up to her neck where it was tied. He knew there would be no back to it and her creamy dark skin would be exposed. She pushed a stray brown curl behind her ear and smiled tentatively. Eyes like chocolate that he could drown in and full lips… Simply beautiful was the only thing he could think of to describe her.

  I have to taste her. He couldn’t help it and strode over, pulled her into his arms, and took her lips in a kiss. She made a little whimper in her throat that trailed off into moan. Her mouth opened beneath his and he felt her fingers clutch at his uniform. He sank his tongue into her mouth and moaned as pleasure rolled through him. She was his. He felt the urge to take her, filled his body, and Cam lifted her off her feet while their lips met in frenzy. More, I need more! The thought ricocheted through his head. He pulled away, knowing he was losing control. He didn’t want o scare her. Cam knew he needed to show her before they went any further. But he couldn’t help but grinning because that had been some lip lock. She looked at him with wide eyes and her hand trembled as she touched her lips.

  “Sorry,” he said. “But you’re so damn beautiful and I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long.”

  “T-that’s okay.” She smiled. “I wanted you too.”

  He pulled her into an embrace and inhaled her scent deeply before looking down at her. “Hey.”

  “Hi,” she whispered back.

  “Wanna get out of here?” he asked when he noticed her rubbing her arms from the chilly wind. “I booked us a room at the Radisson.”

  “You didn’t have to do that. I thought you’d stay with me,” she said, and she eyed him up and down. “My apartment is not big, but I’m sure you’ll fit.”

  Cam laughed at her double meaning. “You’re being naughty.”

  She winked. “Maybe so.”

  “I wanted my first night with you to be something you’ll remember for the rest of your life and tell our grandkids about,” Cam said as he took up his pack and then took her hand.

  Sable laughed. “I’m twenty-nine I think it’s a bit too soon for grand kids.”

  “I like making long term plans.” Cam smiled.

  They took the elevator down and he hailed a cab to take them to the Radisson. It was a fifteen minute ride and she pointed out different attractions in New York as they passed. Cam didn’t want to tell her he’d been there a few times so he listened dutifully while he idly played with her fingers in his hand. The cab pulled up in front of the hotel with its gold and marble exterior. Cam knew he looked out of place in his uniform with all the opulence around him. The clerk at the desk checked them in with a smile and, in minutes, they were heading up to the seventeenth floor of the hotel.

  Using the key card, the door opened with a soft beep and a click and they stepped inside. Sable gasped as she looked around and he had to admit, it was impressive, from the thick rugs on the floor to huge TV on the wall. The window graced them with an amazing view of New York at night, but it was the woman who stood next to him that drew his attention.

  He dropped his pack and it made soft thud on the carpet before he pulled her into his arms and held her tight. She wrapped her arms around him willingly and her fingers caressed the soft hair at the nape of her neck.

  “I can’t seem to keep my hands of you,” he murmured into her neck.

  “As you can see, I’m not complaining.” She gave a soft laugh. “It feel like I’ve been waiting forever for this moment and now that it’s here, it feels like I’m dreaming.”

  Cam kissed her gently. “No dream, just us.”

  She looked up at him as he set her on her feet. “Now what it is you wanted to tell me, or show me, that is?”

  He pulled away and walked over to the window to look outside. “There is stuff about me you don’t know, that you need to know, actually.”

  “Please don’t say mistress, wife, or both because I really couldn’t deal with that.” He heard a tremor of fear and emotion in her voice.

  He closed the blinds, blocking the magnificent view, and faced her. “Nothing like that. God no, I’m not that kind of guy, and one hundred percent completely yours if you want me.”

  Sable looked at him curiously. “Why wouldn’t I want you, Cam? I’m trying to understand here.”

  Cam sighed and started to unbutton the top of his digical uniform. “I’m part of a special unit in the military. Based out of Fort Bragg, North Carolina with others just like me.” He threw off his uniform top and the t-shirt that was sunder it, exposing his chest, and his hand went to his belt buckle.

  Sable laughed. “I thought we’d get to that part of the night later. Why are you undressing?” Her laughter faded away and she gave him a look. “Wait, you said others like you. How exactly are you all the same?”

  “We can go places other soldiers can’t and do what’s need to be done. We’re extraordinary and get back out without being noticed.” He kicked off his boots and socks before dropping his pants and boxers and he stood completely nude in front of her.

  “Okay, because you’re specially trained or…” She let her words drop off.

  “Because we’re us, and…” Can looked at her and he knew his gaze was pleading. “Don’t be afraid okay? I won’t hurt you, but if you don’t want me after…well, I understand.”

  “After what? Cam, you’re scaring me,” she whispered.

  Nothing much left to do except show her, he thought, and cleared his mind and let the change take over. He felt it each and every time, not pain, but the shifting of muscles and bones to reform into his second nature. He felt his body shorten and lengthen and his hind legs form. He heard a soft cry as she stepped back and a vase shattered on the table as she backed into it. When the change was complete, he looked at her though new eyes, seeing her more sharply that he did as a human, and watching emotions from shock to pure amazement play across her face.

  Her legs seemed to lose all strength and she dropped to the floor, her hands flat against the carpet, but she never stopped looking at him. Cam took a chance, padded over to her, and sat, making a low purr in his throat. It was his way of begging her to see him for more than the animal inside him, but as the whole being. He butted her head with his head until she lifted it and ran it along his soft fur. She did it again and cupped his big head in her hand.

  “You’re a leopard, a really big leopard,” she whispered. “How does—is this really happening? You’re a…”

  He shifted easily and she was holding his human face. “A big pussy cat for you and for my friends. To anyone else, I can be deadly.”

  “Did the government do this to you?” she asked.

  “No, sweetheart, I’ve always been this way. It happened for the first time when I was sixteen. I ran away from foster care then and Casey found me when I was eighteen living on the street. He is my commander and he said he smelled my second nature and could show me how to use it for the good of people. I went with him and then I found out there were more like me. They became my family and when I met you, I fell so hard I had to tell someone. He told me to show you the truth before we even could get started.” He turned his head away, not wanting her to see the emotion inside him. “I c
an understand if this frightens you too much.”

  She cupped his cheeks and brought him around to face her. She initiated the kiss this time and it was so sweet he moaned.

  “Who am I to judge how you were made?” His eyes searched hers for any untruth, but found none. “The man who made me smile and filled my heart from so far away is in no way ugly. As a man or a really big cat, you’re beautiful.”

  He was rendered speechless because in his life, there had been no one to make him feel anything but defensive. He had to fight for what he wanted, and to survive. With Casey and those guys, he’d found a home and they cared. Nothing could compare to seeing yourself in the eyes of a woman who saw you as perfect just the way you were made. He cupped her shoulders and brought her to her feet. He stared at her, memorizing her features. It took only a minute before they were in each other’s arms, their lips locked in a fierce kiss.

  Sable moaned in pleasure when his tongue delved into her mouth, taking, tasting, and devouring her. Cam wondered if it would be always like that when he touched her, a flash heat like the lava erupting from a volcano burning him from the inside out. Without breaking their kiss, his hands went to the back of her halter dress and pulled the bow until it began to untie. It caught in a knot. He growled in frustration at the snag and she giggled against his lips and helped free the tangled string. Her fingers ran along the muscles of his shoulders and arms. He wanted to feel her skin, to touch her entire body. Sable tried to pull away, but he held her tight, not wanting to let her go for even a second.

  “Let me slip out of my dress,” she whispered against his lips.

  “No, not letting you go,” he muttered, and kissed her deep once more. “How fond of this dress are you?”

  “Not one of my favorites, but I like how it…”

  “I’ll get you a new one three in different colors if necessary.” He cut her off.

  Cam took the edge of the dress at the back and effortlessly ripped it down the seam. It dropped like a scrap of cloth on to the ground and he made quick work snapping the scraps of lace that made up her panties, leaving her completely nude. He lifted her high until her breasts hung over his mouth and pulled one nipple deeply into his mouth. She cried out. Yes, he thought, knowing that he was bringing her pleasure.