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Commander

Sam

I ’ve had enough of standing back. I want this girl. I want her in ways I didn’t think were possible. And if I have to rub more than elbows with the rest of the group, fuck it, that’s what it is. But I’m taking what I want and giving her everything she deserves. That’s it.

It’s as if the last three weeks we’ve all been walking around like zombies.

I heard her coming into camp—her infectious laughter—and was already on my way down the ladder when Dante called. This girl. I push one finger into her tight ass, but there’s no room for a second one. Not with an ass as tight as she has.

Dante’s got his head between Easton and her stomach. She vibrates from his tongue working away on her clit. And from the resistance I’m feeling, he’s got a finger or two working inside her pussy as well. She’s grinding against Dante’s face and pushing back on my fingers at the same time.

“Relax, Sugar, you need to let me in.” I’m holding on to her hip with my free hand, clamping more than holding.

Her ribs shift, and the sinew of her thighs twitch. But I’m able to push a second finger in before I replace it with the plug from Green.

I skim my free hand down from her hip to her knee. Damn. Watching Dante go down on her from this angle makes my cock jump. Calvin’s leg bumps into my back. He’s holding her around her waist, holding her up. It’s a vertical game of twister. He might be the one holding her now, but...

“Don’t get too comfortable there, Green.

” I kiss back up the side of her, stopping at the underside of her knees.

And she buckles more into Green. Fuck, there’re spots all over her body that turn her to lava.

Behind the ear, behind the knee... I’m a man on a mission to locate them all, over and over again.

I stand, letting myself get close enough to Green that our sides are touching. Of course, the fool hasn’t taken his clothes off yet.

“Do you want to lie down, Sugar?” I growl in her ear.

A mew comes from her.

“Clothes off, and lie down, Rockwell,” I bark. And he does, his lips leaving hers. “Straddle him.” Her long golden legs do. I tap her ivory ass. “Ass in the air, Sugar. Take her hands and hold them above her head, Morris.”

“He’s giving orders?” Easton reaches up and holds onto her waist. Yet a second ago he took my order without complaining.

“Shut up, Swimmer Boy, it’s fucking hot.” Dante rolls onto his side, his eyes wide.

But I don’t care about what he thinks is hot or not. I want to control this. I want to make this the best I can for her. She’s tried so hard. Her breaking point came when she thought we’d lost Green and Rockwell. She wants us to be a fucking family.

Fucking family . Yeah, I hear it. But not now.

“Calvin, kiss her.”

He does. Their mouths collide while I’m moving behind her.

Damn, I love her. I want the best for her.

I love her. Fuck. If this is what she wants, then I want it too.

My fingers circle around the rounded muscles of her ass cheeks.

I slap each one. The vibration shakes her.

She’s hovering over Easton. I grip her waist above Easton. I can feel he’s pulling her down.

“I said not yet, Rockwell. I’m sure Dante wouldn’t mind sliding in there instead.”

“Fuck, no,” Zane says. “His cock isn’t allowed to play with double entry.”

“Who said anything about double entry?” I flick my eyes to Zane.

I might never have done anything like this, but my not-so-innocent brother Charlie is far from the good boy image he puts out there. And with a few beers in him, with friends he trusts, he has stories. Stories and things that make what we’re doing here beginner stuff.

“But you’re right. The big guy’s going to have to wait.

Or not. Stand up, Jones. Kiss Haley, Rockwell.

” I take her hands from Zane. Because I’ve got a much better idea.

Haley kisses him, and when she pulls back and flicks her eyes to me, I lift her off him and hold her to my chest. “Do you trust me?” I stare into her blue eyes.

Fuck, I’m not one to be poetic anymore. My ex wiped all that out of me... or maybe she didn’t, because I see my future in Haley. With her, whatever that means. Not that the future here is guaranteed. But then it’s not back at home either. That makes it even more important.

“Yes.” She swallows.

“Good. And you’ll tell me if I take this too far?”

She nods. I bring her in for a kiss. Her swollen lips linger on mine for only a second before I flip her around and point her at the others.

“Lay down again, Green,” I bark at him. He’s slow to move. The canyon-sized furrows on his forehead give me pause, but then he sinks to his knees, his head aiming in the same direction as Easton’s. “Not that way. Turn around, your feet toward Rockwell.”

I let Haley slide down the front of my chest until the plug in her ass grinds against my jumping cock. Damn, this better fucking work.

Calvin’s the first one to not jump to my commands. Dante clears his throat, and Calvin moves, lying on the mattress the same direction as Easton. Calvin’s feet are near Easton’s head.

“You’re going to have to be more specific, Captain.” There’s a lilt to Dante’s voice. The damn chef likes this a lot. But I don’t care either way. This is for her, not us.

“Closer, Calvin. Scissor your legs with Easton.”

Calvin’s jaw visibly ticks, and he glares. I stare back. He snaps and moves his legs, one over and one under Easton’s. Haley looks back at me as she sinks to her knees beside them. Like I’ve given her a present. Their damn dicks are like twins. She takes one in each hand.

“If you’re doing this, you need to tighten up the rope,” Zane says behind me.

“What?” Easton twists.

“Get closer,” Dante laughs. He’s playing with the lock on the suitcase. It clicks open. “You want this, Cap?”

So it’s Cap now. I take the vibrator from his hand. “No, use that massive equipment you have to loosen her up and stretch her out. We don’t want Sugar feeling anything but the pleasure she deserves, the pleasure she’s earned.”

I kneel next to her, moving her hair out of the way.

I kiss along the side of her neck as she works them separately.

I nibble along her hairline, and when she’s joined her hands together, making one dick out of the two of them, licking around the heads, I whisper into her ear.

It’s not fucking romantic. It’s a need. Waiting another second, another hour, another day might be the right thing to do.

Find the right time, but I can’t. It’s my needs I’m going after now.

“I love you,” I whisper.

She hears it. The bob of her head freezes for a second. Her mouth’s full. I don’t want her to say it back. Fuck, I hope she doesn’t, not right now. This moment isn’t about me, not any more than I’ve made it by saying it now. I move back to the spot behind her ear and suck hard.

Her hips buck next to me. When I glance back, it might not be from me but rather from Dante’s massive cock impaling her.

The buzz of the vibrator sets the high notes of the music that Green and Rockwell are filling with “Fuck” and “shit” as she sucks them into her mouth.

Zane’s working her clit while Dante’s holding on to her hips, slamming into her. “You feel so good, Sassy. You think that the two of them are going to fill you this well?”

She pulls her neck away from me. One arm’s holding her up, the other hand’s wrapped around the two of them, but her head snaps to Dante.

“You don’t like it when I point out that my cock is the best. Got it, Sassy. It will be our huge secret.”

Her head flicks back, and she all but growls at him.

He momentarily lifts his hands in submission.

“You can be replaced,” Zane says from the other side of her.

“Indeed,” I agree.

Haley drops her head and takes the two of them into her mouth again. They’re clawing at the mattress and blankets beneath them.

“Damn, Bunny.”

“Oh fuck, Haley,” Rockwell adds.

It might be their words or Haley’s humming and choking as she sucks them down, but Dante’s thrust turns ferocious, and shit, my cock is leaking watching all of it.

My eyes catch Zane, and he gives me one of his smiles, only these say everything I can’t.

How fucking lucky I am to be here, with a woman who will do this, and do it so amazingly well.

Dante screams his release, and Haley gasps for breath as she moans over Calvin and Easton. She’s close but hasn’t gone over the edge yet, and that’s even better.

Zane’s there, lifting her up. “Legs this way, Haley.” He places her over the top of Easton, facing Calvin.

Dante lifts his head from where he’s lying on the mat. “Catch.” He tosses a tube of lube to Calvin. “Use a lot.”

Green nods and puts some on himself.

“Damn, Green,” Dante huffs out a tired breath. He rolls to the side, his eyes wide open like he’s pulled an all-nighter but needs to read just one more chapter.

Green nods and hands it to Haley. She applies more to Rockwell.

“You ready?” Zane asks.

“Yes,” her voice comes out raspy. But in the dim light of the twinkle lights, she gives me a sly smile. I lean in and take her lips. I’m going to take a lot more of her in a second.

“Hold yourselves together,” Dante conducts from his reclining pose. He’s moved a few feet for a better view, I suppose.

It’s Easton who reaches through her legs and holds Calvin and himself together. While Zane and I help her into them.

“Go slow, Little Bird. Only move when you are ready. Not until then.”

She grunts. Zane and I are on our knees. Holding her sides.

“You good?” I ask her, searching her face for the truth.

“Yess,” she hisses out.

“Go up a little,” I say. I wiggle my hand between her legs and slide my pinky slowly inside her. Calvin and Easton are there, but I’m not thinking about it. Her skin’s taut.

“Here.” Zane squirts lube on my finger, and I work it around her. Haley wraps her arms around my neck. Her forehead drops to my shoulder.

“I’ve got you. Relax, a deep breath in.” I incline my head to Zane, and he pulls the butt plug out some. I work a second finger on rubbing the lube where I can reach.

She takes a deep breath. Her teeth scrape along my collarbone. “Better.” She lifts her head.

“Good. I believe in you.” I want this, but I’m not going to let her get hurt. “Chest to Calvin.”

“Come here, Chiefie.” Calvin leans up on his elbows and kisses her, but when I push her hips slowly down, seating her all the way, he hisses, his head bouncing on the mattress.

I straddle Easton and pick the lube up and put a good dollop in my palm. I pull out the plug. Haley moans as I do. I place it to the side, and I lube my cock and her bud. I grip her hips. Her pale skin shines in the dim light.

I open my mouth to say something, but Zane cuts me off. “You ready, Haley? Sam first.” He’s rubbing his hard cock near her head.

“Yes.” She reaches out to grab him by the base.

“Sam first, Little Bird. One step at a time.”

Her head shakes.

“I want your voice, Sugar.”

“Yes, please. Now move. I can’t move. Make us come, Sam.”

I give half a laugh. It’s not the right thing to do, but I can’t help it. What a weird family. But we are—we can get through anything.

I place my cock on her bud. Inching it in slowly, stretching her a little at a time. She’s quiet. Too quiet. For as quiet as she’s being, Calvin and Easton are swearing and grunting.

“You good, Sassy?” Dante’s on the opposite side from Zane.

“Yes.”

“What are you waiting for, Cap? The wheel is yours,” Dante says.

Easton groans behind me, and I have to agree. But then I push the rest of the way in and she’s so tight. And with each stroke I take, that’s what I’m doing. I’m not controlling just my orgasm and hers but the rest of them too. Haley’s got her lips around Zane’s cock.

I roar with my thrust. “You’re mine. You’re ours.” And damn if I don’t want this to last forever.