Their Masquerade (The American Soldier Collection 6)

Smack.

The smack against her ass came out of nowhere. “Oh!” she moaned, almost mumbling as she released Deacon’s cock and felt herself about to lose it. She was gasping for air.

“Do as you’re told or there’ll be more punishments.”

Quentin. Holy fucking shit, Quentin.

He gripped her hair not so gently, and Axel’s cock came into view. Quentin’s show of dominance and power heightened her arousal. She opened her mouth and pulled as much of Axel’s cock into it that she could.

Quentin fell to his knees, as Deacon stepped out of the way.

“Open wider,” Quentin demanded.

Her knees were already feeling achy and her thighs were shaking. Her panties hung over the backs of her knees, L.T.’s fingers were stroking her cunt faster, all while she sucked Axel’s cock.

She tried to keep herself balanced as Quentin’s palm came down over her ass. He squeezed her cheek, and then stroked a finger along the crack, straight to her puckered hole.

She moaned against Axel.

“Oh, fuck. She’s amazing.” Axel moaned and he caressed her hair from her cheek.

“Open wider,” Quentin repeated.

She did, and nearly lost her balance, but Quentin placed a hand on her shoulder. She opened wider, and felt the cool air collide against her cunt and her anus.

L.T. removed his fingers.

“Pass it to me,” she heard L.T. say and a moment later she felt the cool liquid against her anus.

“Nice and easy. This body is ours tonight,” Quentin said and then ran the palm of his hand down the front of her body. He massaged and caressed her breast, then moved over her belly and straight to her cunt.

He teased her pussy lips. She wanted his fingers inside of her, stroking her, making her reach that sensation she’d nearly reached before.

“I’m coming, baby. Move faster. Come on now, suck my cock good.” Axel cheered her on, and she did what he asked. She ignored the feelings of mystery surrounding what L.T. had asked for and she sucked and licked harder, faster, bobbing her head up and down as she spread her legs wider.

“That’s it. Oh, fuck, that’s it,” Axel said, and at that moment she felt the finger push up into her cunt. She pushed downward, and Quentin’s thick digits pushed deeper, faster. She was moving her hips and sucking cock at the same time.

“She’s ready,” Quentin whispered.

She felt the cool liquid to her anus, and then L.T.’s mouth sucking against the back of her neck, her shoulder, and then back again.

She shivered until she felt his fingers push into her ass. As first she tightened up, but she was so aroused, as Axel increased his pumps and then started to moan. He jerked forward.

“Fuck, yeah!” He exploded into her mouth and she concentrated on swallowing all of him, as L.T. fingered her ass and Quentin fingered her cunt. In and out they pumped into her and she teetered on

the edge of that point she kept getting to but not reaching.

“Oh, God!” she moaned, after Axel pulled from her mouth and tweaked her nipple.

“Let me touch you. Please, let me touch you,” she begged. She felt L.T. undo the restraint on her wrists and she pulled her arms forward, the achiness instant. Then she grabbed on to Quentin. She leaned forward and licked his chest, sucked on his nipple, and anything else she could get her mouth onto.

L.T. pulled fingers from her ass.

“I need her now.”

“Me, too,” Quentin said, and then pulled his fingers from her cunt.

“Oh, please don’t stop. Oh.” She moaned.