Her Lucky Number Thirteen (The American Soldier Collection 13)

The water continued to fall between them and add to the erotic feel of the moment. Chatham could hardy stroke into her ass it was so tight and his cock so thick and hard. He knew it was only a matter of strokes before he came.

“Nalia. Oh God, Nalia, your ass feels incredible. Fucking incredible.” He grunted then began to move faster and faster. She pulled from Dusty’s cock and slid her fingers into her cunt as she grabbed on to Dusty.

“Holy fuck, Chatham, she’s fingering her cunt,” he informed him and Chatham lost it. He thrust into her three more times then came.

He slid his fingers over her pussy and moved her fingers away. He stroked her cunt and she moaned and begged for more.

“Oh please. Please, I’m so swollen,” she said to them.

“Maybe Dusty can help you,” he said to his brother then lipped an apology for not taking her together. Dusty chuckled and as Chatham pulled from her ass Dusty lifted her up, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.

He pressed her against the wall, aligned his cock with her pussy, and shoved into her.

“Oh!” she exclaimed and gripped his shoulders then began to kiss Dusty all over his face, his neck, everywhere.

Chatham watched as Dusty rocked his hips at record speed, talking to her in Russian, telling her she was his everything and the sexiest, most amazing woman he ever fucked. Thank God Nalia didn’t understand Russian or she might take offense to a comparison, but that’s how fucking incredible she was and how wild she made them.

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Dusty couldn’t get enough of her. She was so giving, so strong and passionate he felt unworthy of someone so precious and beautiful inside and out. He was crazed, feeling wild and animalistic as he suddenly wanted in every hole, claiming her his woman. She gripped him tighter and he saw her eyes glaze over then she exploded in orgasm. He licked her lips and eased a finger into her ass. She was slick and wet.

“I want to fuck this ass, baby. I got to fuck this mouth, this pussy but I need your ass.”

“Yes, do it, Dusty, take me,” she told him, panting.

He tilted back, pulling from her pussy and aligned his cock with her anus. The water cascaded over them and he held her gaze as he slid his thumb against her pussy lips. “Sexy, sweet, and all mine,” he said then eased his cock into her ass. She wiggled and lowered, wanting him inside of her, too. He reached out and thumbed her breast, pinched the nipples and tugged hard as he stroked all the way into her ass.

“Oh God, you’re so big. Oh,” she moaned.

That was it. Enough taking time and enough games. He began to stroke faster, deeper into her ass and watched her beautiful breasts bounce and sway.

“You’re perfect, Nalia. So sexy and giving. Your ass is fucking tight as hell. I won’t last long,” he told her and stroked in and out of her. She slid her fingers lower and pressed them to her pussy and that was it.

“Fuck,” he said aloud then thrust and thrust until he came, shouting her name and filling her ass with his seed. It was carnal and wild but made him feel content in ownership and love. The word popped into Dusty’s head and he was shocked but pleasantly accepting to the fact he loved her. He never loved a woman before. Didn’t think he was capable of it, until now.

He slid from her ass and held her close then kissed her. She ran her fingers all over him, squeezing, massaging his muscles, and showing her love for him as well.

“To many other mornings just like this one, Printessa.” He kissed her forehead before he hugged her close and smiled wide.

Chapter 6

Boian watched Nalia as she tried to run from Dusty and beat him to the house. They just got back from a run, something they all enjoyed doing with her almost every day. She was pumping her arms and trying to beat him when Dusty snagged her around the waist and hoisted her over his shoulder. Her laughter then scolding could be seen and heard from where he stood watching.

Boian chuckled and shook his head as he watched Dusty run his hands along her ass and right under her shorts. She reached back and slapped his hand.

“Oh, there’ll be none of that. I own this ass,” Dusty said and gave it a slap.

“Have a nice run?” he asked as they approached the stairs. Dusty set her feet down saying yes, they did have a good run, but Nalia said no, then took the bottle of water and took a sip.

“We did, too,” Dusty stated. She gave him a mean expression.

“You cheat. I was beating you,” she added.

Dusty ran his hand along her hip then gave her ass a slap. “Not a chance,” he said.

She stepped back and placed her one hand on her hip while holding the water bottle.

“You’re being a chauvinist,” she told him firmly.