Escape from Obsession (The American Soldier Collection 1)

“Everything okay?” Gunner asked as he approached the bed from the living room. He had taken the couch. He walked into the room, with just his boxers on. He ran a hand through his hair.

“She’s moaning and crying in her sleep,” Garrett began to say when suddenly Gia bolted upright.

“No!” she yelled.

“It’s okay, Gia. You’re safe, you’re home, and we’ve got you,” Garrett spoke to her as he knelt on the bed like she was. The palms of her hands rested on her thighs as she attempted to calm her breathing. Wes placed his hand over her back and began to rub it when she jerked to the right, unsure of who it was, and then calmed down.

“It was just a bad dream, baby.” Gunner spoke next and Gia looked up at him.

“Oh God,” she said then covered her eyes with her hands. They chuckled as Wes and Garrett continued to caress her back and thighs.

“Let’s lie back down,” Garrett said then leaned down and kissed her shoulder.

“I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Garrett helped her to lie down and she immediately turned her body toward him, trying to cover her lower half. Even in the dim light, he could tell that she had a great body. Her ass was magnificent. For a petite woman with a slim waist and large, pronounced breasts, she had a nice, round, but tight ass. It had been torture lying here with her like this and being unable to touch her. Not anymore. He needed her so badly he actually ached inside.

Garrett ran the palm of his hand along her hip to her lower back. She rolled into his hold then stared at him. The way her green eyes glistened with unshed tears as she looked over his chest and of course the tattoos made his cock hard as a steel rod. He knew she felt it, as her plump lips parted and she gasped. He gently, slowly moved the palm of his hand over her hip, up along her ribs, to her breasts. She continued to hold his gaze until he ran a thumb over her nipple and she closed her eyes and moaned softly.

It was music to his ears.

* * * *

Gia was relieved to have awoken in her own bed and not in the hotel room. The nightmares she had were comprised of thoughts about Antonio and the attack by Jeffrey. Now all she seemed to be able to think about was touching and exploring Garrett, Wes, and Gunny. They had large muscles and an almost fierce, combative look to the intricate dips and crevices. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on them and they were staring at her with hunger in their eyes. She felt her belly tighten and knew they wanted her, and her body reacted as her pussy clenched then dripped. It was such a primal and natural reaction, but it embarrassed her to be affected so easily. Garrett’s hands felt good touching her. Wes’s mouth against her shoulder and back caused goose bumps along her skin, and as she opened her eyes, she sought out Gunny. His hands were on his hips, and that authoritative expression of his made her lick her lips.

“Baby, we want you. Let us make love to you and help you to forget about everything but our touch,” Wes whispered against her neck and she rolled to her back.

Both Wes and Garrett ran the palms of their hands up her inner thighs, parting them before touching fingers to her pussy.

“Oh!” She moaned, tilted her head back, and lifted her torso up. She felt the bed dip and then large, thick hands moved up her hips and belly, pushing her shirt up and off of her. She locked gazes with Gunner and she lost her breath. He was kneeling naked between her legs, and his long, thick cock stood at attention, the mushroom top tapping against his upper belly. She couldn’t help but be concerned that he wouldn’t fit inside of her.

His thumbs played with her nipples as he held her gaze and both Wes and Garrett played with her pussy. Three men are touching me and it feels so amazing.

“You’re gorgeous, Gia. I want to be inside of you so badly I ache, honey,” Gunner admitted then leaned forward to kiss her on the mouth. His tongue delved deeply, causing her to adjust her head and tilt her chin up to accommodate his exploration. He used his tongue to caress in and out of her mouth as he kissed her and she knew it was an indication of how he would use that magnificent cock of his. She ran her fingers through his hair and kissed him back, feeling the connection and desire for more. She pressed her breasts harder against his muscular chest, needing full contact. She felt so hungry and needy that now she, too, ached.

She sensed Garrett’s fingers at her pussy lips as Gunny raised his body up into a sitting position.

“Look,” Garrett told her and she locked gazes with him, then he motioned with his eyes toward his fingers. She knew he wanted her to watch and then Garrett pressed a finger up into her wet pussy and she held her breath as the intensity of his desire encompassed her.

Gunner leaned forward and kissed her again then slowly released her lips, kissing her more before holding her lower lip gently between his teeth. She closed her eyes as a small orgasm erupted.

“You’re even more beautiful when you’re coming,” Wes told her. She turned to him and he moved closer to kiss her as Gunner explored her breasts.

All three men were touching her, stroking her, and she felt so relaxed and lost in them. She couldn’t focus on anything but the sensations they caused. The thick, protruding finger that pressed in and out of her pussy, the feel of Gunner’s mouth teasing her sensitive breasts, nibbling on her nipples as Wes devoured her cries and explored her mouth with his tongue. Being surrounded by hard, male bodies aroused all of her senses.

“I want in, Gia. We want to make you ours. Let us make love to you,” Gunner whispered then blew a warm breath against her hard nipple.

“I want you, too. I want all of you, it feels so good.”

He smiled at her. “It’s about to get a hell of a lot better.”

Her body reacted to his words, Garrett’s strokes, and Wes’s kisses along her mouth then neck. Gunner was a soldier, she knew that. The three of them had what she’d first thought were domineering, hard expressions and seemed nearly unapproachable. They were commandoes and their jobs as Marines were more than likely dangerous and outrageous. It turned her on to know that they were so resourceful and strong. Their impenetrable personas gave her security and hope of safety.

“Condoms,” Wes said aloud as Garrett pulled his fingers slowly from her cunt. He began to move.

“Not necessary. I’m on the pill. To maintain my cycle,” she added, not wanting them to think that she slept around but that she had irregular cycles.

Gunner grabbed her hips and squeezed as he held her gaze. She felt the thick, bulbous top of his cock against her folds.