The American Soldier Collection 6: Their Masquerade (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

He gripped his cock with one hand.

  “Arms above your head.” His order, and that’s what it was, an order, pulled on her pussy strings instantly.

  In a slow motion, holding his gaze, she raised her arms up and above her. Her breasts felt so aroused and full, the tips tingling from the intensity of the atmosphere and the warm breath L.T. released as he practically grunted above her. He looked like some wild raging bull.

  “You’re ours now. You’ll do what we say because we know what’s best for you.”

  “You’re not the boss of me,” she retorted. He gripped her hips and aligned his cock with her weeping pussy.

  “Honey, we’re your everything.” He slowly pushed his thick, hard cock between her pussy lips and completely inside of her.

  She gasped, as she lifted her arms only for Quentin to hold them down.

  L.T. stepped closer, as he pulled her thighs up higher against him and began to thrust in and out of her cunt.

  Her hips were lifted off the bed, her arms restrained by Quentin, as L.T. stroked her so deeply she instantly exploded. “L.T. Oh God. I can’t take it.” She moaned, shaking her head side to side.

  He was relentless with his strokes and then Quentin licked her nipple on her right side, and pulled on the tip.

  “Oh, God, that’s not fair. It’s torture,” she yelled as she wiggled her hips, and moved closer to Quentin.

  Then Deacon was on her right side. He licked her breast, sucked the areola into his mouth, and then nipped her nipple hard.

  “Oh, God. Oh, God, again. I’m coming again.”

  L.T. slammed into her hard. Over and over again he fucked her until she screamed again and he followed suit. He held himself within her, and in a daze she stared up at him, as she breathed rapidly trying to overcome her out of control body. L.T. Montgomery, and his tight crew cut hair, bulging hard muscles, and an expression so dark and commanding she feared to ever experience his anger. He was a trained killer, a soldier through and through, but he made love to her with passion and emotion, he’d never even hinted that he had.

  “You’re mine. Ours. We will protect you always.”

  He slowly pulled from her body, and he walked away into the bathroom. She followed his body as he left, and then Deacon moved between her legs.

  “He’ll be fine. He cares so much for you, just like the rest of us,” Deacon said as he caressed her inner thighs, bringing her body to life again for more of them.

  “I care about him, too, about all of you.”

  “We know that, and we’ll work this out. Just trust us,” Axel whispered, and then he leaned over and kissed her lips. As he said those words, she heard the voice in her head. Michael’s voice. Don’t trust so easily. Even some of my closest friends could be the enemy.

  How do I know whom to trust? I believe that L.T., Quentin, Axel, and Deacon are trustworthy. I’m in love with them. Could that be blinding me from the truth? Were they here at the masquerade for other reasons? Could they be involved with Eduardo or the others? Why else would they be here? If they had longed for me, why come here for sex? It has to be more than coincidence. I need to speak to the agents, to Randy. He’d know the answers. But for now, we’ll all continue this masquerade, and hopefully the truth will reveal itself.

  Chapter 12

  “There’s a potential situation,” Marco stated to the group of men as they gathered around the room.

  “What would that be?” Manchenso asked.

  Marco looked at his brothers, Giano and Salvatore.

  “The retired soldiers. The ones who were friends with Mariah’s brother are here, at the masquerade.”

  “What?” Armando asked, his anger apparent to Marco, who thought immediately of Sienna. Manchenso and Armando wouldn’t think twice of hurting Sienna to get Marco and his brothers to do whatever they wanted them to do. But he had to inform them because Mariah was nowhere to be found.

  “Where is Mariah now? Giano, go find her,” Manchenso interrupted.

  “She’s disappeared,” Giano replied.

  “Disappeared?” Armando asked.

  Marco swallowed hard. “Sienna saw her talking with two men. She didn’t seem to know them, but then she disappeared with them. Sienna tried to stop her.”

  Manchenso looked at Armando who appeared downright furious.

  “Are the men she was with the soldiers who were part of Michael Langcaster’s team?”

  Marco shrugged his shoulders. He didn’t want to place Sienna in the line of fire. If Armando knew that Sienna had allowed Mariah to go to one of the rooms with men other than Armando, as planned, then Sienna would suffer the consequences. They loved Sienna, and wished they had not gotten involved with Armando and Manchenso. But their own desperation for money and power had led them to some bad decisions. Decisions that had sent them out of the country and further into a life of crime.

  “Sienna saw them together, and she didn’t stop Mariah?” Manchenso asked.

  “Mariah told her that she wanted to go with the men to talk and to get to know them. She planned on returning to the festivities,” Marco stated.

  “The event is all weekend long, and for some, the entire week. Surely she is still on the premises,” Giano stated confidently. Marco wished he had more of his brother’s confidence. He wished he wasn’t involved with this illegal arms deal. Once the shipment went out on Monday, Marco was going to discuss pulling their ties with Armando and Manchenso and Armor Con.

  “We need to find her. My plans include her, and I was looking forward to those plans. You three, go and locate Mariah. If she is with the men then we wait until morning. The moment the opportunity presents itself, you grab her, then call Manchenso for further instructions,” Armando stated and then he stood up and walked out of the room.

  Armando had taken a more prominent role in the company. At first Marco and his brothers had wondered if Manchenso was the boss, the mastermind behind the company, or if it was Armando.

  “Why is she so important to him?” Salvatore asked Manchenso.

  Manchenso appeared as if he were biting his cheek.

  “His desire for Mariah has turned into an obsession.”

  “But how did he find out about her?” Marco asked.

  “When her brother turned out to be an undercover spy and was about to bust Eduardo DeLacruz’s entire operation, Armando was there to torture Michael. Michael wouldn’t rat out the other undercover agents involved. So Armando spoke about Michael’s sister. It stirred something in Michael that Armando found to be so powerful. His love for his sister. Before Armando killed Michael, he promised him that he would be part of Mariah’s life. That he would make her his woman, and that she would be the lover of the man who killed her brother.”

  Marco thought that Armando was sick.

  “But I thought it was DeLacruz that killed Michael?” Salvatore asked.

  Manchenso smiled.

  “Just do your jobs. Find Mariah. Bring her to Armando as soon as possible. Also, set out an alert to our undercover security team. Give them descriptions, pictures, information, anything you have on the four men Mariah is with. Have them be ready to take them out on Armando’s or my call. We don’t need these men fucking up our plans of the shipment going out on Monday. Get anything you can on them, and make it fast,” Manchenso said and then rose from his seat. He adjusted his mask and smiled at them. “Now that business is attended to, it’s time for some pleasure.”

  He walked out of the room and Marco looked at his brothers.

  “I want you, Giano, to take Sienna out of here. Do it quickly, and bring her to a safe location. Salvatore and I will inform the security team about the four men, and also locate Mariah. When we have the opportunity to grab her and get her out of here, we’ll take it.”

  “Okay. Do you really think that Armando and Manchenso would hurt Sienna?” Giano asked as he adjusted his mask.

  “I believe it with all my heart. Armando is a ruthless killer, just like DeLacruz. Let’s do what we need to and the
n cut our ties and be done.”

  * * * *

  Axel heard the knock on the door, and quickly placed his mask on. Mariah was in the shower with Deacon, and Quentin and L.T. were downstairs grabbing some food for them.

  “Who is it?” Axel asked.

  “It’s a friend of the woman you are with. I brought her some clothes for the day.”

  Axel opened the door and immediately recognized the woman from last night. The one who’d tried to talk Mariah into going with her because there was a man she wanted Mariah to meet. He also recognized the blue mask she wore. It was required that everyone wear the masks throughout their stay.

  “Okay. Thank you, I’ll be sure to give them to her.”

  The woman handed the bag over and then held Axel’s hand.

  “Please tell her to call me. We had plans for today.”

  “Her plans have changed.”

  “Who’s that?” Mariah asked, the mask on her face, the towel wrapped around her body.

  “I brought you clothes. Can we meet downstairs in ten minutes? I’m sure these wonderfully sexy men would allow you time with your friend. I won’t have her out long,” Sienna said.

  “We have plans for her, too,” Deacon stated.

  “Guys, please. She’s my friend and we did have plans. I will meet you downstairs in ten minutes,” Mariah said and the woman smiled and then walked away. Axel closed the door.

  “Who is she?” he asked.

  Mariah chuckled.

  “Everyone is supposed to stay anonymous, remember?” she said as she let the towel fall and began to put on the black lace panties.

  Axel didn’t want her out of their sight. He didn’t trust that woman.

  “We want you with us,” he told her as the door opened and L.T. and Quentin walked in.

  “We need to discuss some things,” L.T. said very seriously.

  “Good. You guys discuss what you need to and I’ll go meet my friend,” Mariah said. L.T. asked what was going on and Axel explained.

  Mariah’s phone started ringing from her purse, and she clipped the bra in place then walked over to her bag.

  L.T. looked at Axel.

  “We’ve been discovered. Something is going down, and Sandman just called. Our identities are being researched. His sources in the government say it’s coming from Armor Con.”

  “Fuck. We need to get her out of here,” Axel replied sounding concerned and they started talking about what they knew and making plans.

  * * * *

  “Mariah, it’s Randy. I know I’m taking a risk here, but you’re in danger. The agents found out that DeLacruz is connected to Armor Con and they were hiring retired military men illegally through the department. These particular men were involved in different secret operations for the government and their identities were changed. Michael found out about how DeLacruz was using these men and then eliminating them. There are dozens of soldiers who have been killed. Armando Secca was part of this. He killed American soldiers. You need to get away from your brother’s team.”

  “Why?” she asked, feeling her stomach ache and concern for them and the other soldiers that had been killed.

  “They could be part of Eduardo DeLacruz’s operation. They’re being investigated right now. They could be working for DeLacruz.”

  Mariah felt her heart sink and sickness fill her core. She looked at them. They were carrying on about a plan to leave there, and said something about being identified.

  “Oh, God.”

  “Are they there with you now?”

  “Yes.”

  “Okay. Find a way to leave them.”

  “I have one.”

  “Okay. Do it quickly and I’ll find you. I’ll get to you and keep you safe.” She disconnected the call and then pulled on her blouse and the skirt Sienna had brought for her. She kept thinking about her brothers’ words. He was right. Some of his closest friends were the enemy. But as she stared at them, looked at their bodies, the way they were so concerned for her well-being she just couldn’t believe that they were bad. The way they made love to her was amazing. Their bond and connection was so strong. Something didn’t seem right here.

  L.T.’s phone rang as Deacon took Mariah and pulled her into his arms.

  “We’re going to protect you. No matter what, believe that we love you.”

  She looked up at him. “Love me?”

  “Yes. Oh, God, Mariah, I’ve loved you from afar for way too long. I promise when this is all over, we’ll be together. No one can keep the five of us apart.”

  “What’s going on? What’s wrong?” she asked.

  “We need to get out of here,” L.T. stated and Deacon grabbed her hand. “Let’s go. We’ll discuss everything once we’re out of this place.”

  She stepped into her flats and they slowly walked out of the room. Mariah didn’t know who to believe or what was going on. She knew that Armando and Manchenso were here at the estate. She knew they were involved with DeLacruz and that they’d had a hand in Michael’s death. What Randy told her didn’t make sense, yet it would answer the questions about the missing soldiers who weren’t identified and how DeLacruz got them to work for him. The man was a weasel, a thief, and a cold-blooded killer. But she still couldn’t believe that Axel, L.T., Quentin, and Deacon were somehow involved with DeLacruz. They only worked part-time in law enforcement or with the government and pretty much wanted nothing to do with undercover work. But then again, they were here at the masquerade, too.

  Her head was pounding, and her heart ached. She loved them so much, and she trusted them. More than she trusted Randy or anyone else for that matter. She’d given her heart, her soul, and her body to the four of them. Could she have been so wrong?

  “Fuck. Get her out of here. Get her to the SUV. We’ll meet you,” L.T. stated toward Axel. She looked up and saw the dozen or so men in black approaching. They looked ready to pounce as L.T., Deacon, and Quentin stood their ground.

  “Go. Get her to safety.”

  Axel grabbed her arm and they practically ran for the staircase. To the right she saw more men, and they were heading toward them, too. “Who are they? What do they want?”

  “They work for DeLacruz. He’s onto us. He knows that we are here and that agents were placed around the party to try and catch him.”

  “DeLacruz is here? You knew?” she asked suddenly feeling even more in a panic.

  “Please, honey. You have to move. We need to get you to safety.”

  “How would he know about you guys? How are you involved?” she asked.

  “We’re not involved. We were trying to identify DeLacruz. Our sources said that he was going to be here tonight. The Federal government is involved. A team that worked with Michael is here and they want answers. L.T. just found out that the men who were killed were found to have been retired soldiers. DeLacruz used them.”

  “Yes, I know about that.”

  “What? How?” Axel asked stopping at the end of the hallway. He looked around them, and no one was there.

  “Randy told me. Some agents approached me. They asked me to be the eyes and ears in Armor Con when I took the job Armando and Manchenso offered me.”

  “What? How the fuck is Randy involved?”

  Mariah screamed as someone hit Axel in the back of the head. Axel fell to the ground, blood seeping from his head.

  “Oh, my God.” She looked up and saw Randy.

  “Come with me. Let’s move.”

  She looked back down at Axel. Her gut clenched. He wasn’t the bad guy. This was a crazy confusing situation.

  She pulled her arm from Randy’s.

  “No. I’m not going anywhere. I want to know what the hell is going on.”

  Randy grabbed her upper arm and shoved her against the wall.

  “You’re going to ruin everything. You’ve been nothing but a pain in the fucking ass from the start. I’m taking you to Armando, and he’s going to bring you out of this country until things settle down. You’ve nearly de
stroyed everything we’ve been working on. This is my deal, my operation.”

  “What deal? What in God’s name are you talking about?”

  “You’re my key, my ticket to millions and to freedom. Armando wants you. He has since he beat your fucking brother to a pulp and slit his fucking neck.”

  “Armando did that?”

  “You stupid bitch. You’re the icing on the cake. I deliver you, and the deal goes through. DeLacruz gets his weapons delivered and he gets you.”

  She was shocked, still very confused but shocked. She tried to wrap her brain around what Randy had just told her, but ultimately it was the fact that he worked for Armando and DeLacruz, that he knew DeLacruz and Armando had killed her brother, and that she was part of the a deal with weapons. But she needed answers.

  “I’m not going with you. You’re fucking crazy. I don’t even know DeLacruz. Why would he want me? Who the fuck is getting the weapons, Randy? Where is this happening?” she asked and he held her arm as he walked her down the vacant hallway.

  “Don’t you worry. It’s my deal, my money. I’ll be a rich man living in another country and you’ll be Armando’s sex toy.”

  “You knew he killed Michael. You helped him with these deals while you were still an agent with the government?”

  “What can I say? Government pay sucks. Now move. DeLacruz expects you to be delivered to his room so he can fly you out on his private jet.”

  She pulled her arm from his grasp.

  “You know what, Randy? You’re an asshole and I’m so glad that Michael told me to watch out for his friends. I’m also glad he taught me so much.”

  “Taught you what? Shut up and move.” She was so angry, so disgusted, that she decked him. Straight out into his nose she punched him. His head snapped back and then she swept his feet out from under him, and watched him fall to the ground.

  “Mariah?”

  She heard her name and turned to see Sienna.

  “Oh, God, Sienna, please come help me,” Mariah said as she ran over to Axel. He was moaning. Thank God he was still alive.

  “Leave him. Come with me,” Sienna said.