Their Masquerade (The American Soldier Collection 6)

She cupped his face between her hands and smiled at him.

“I want you.”

He smiled.

“I want you, too,” he replied.

Deacon maneuvered between her legs and lowered his mouth to her breast. Taking the small, tight nipple between his teeth, he teased her flesh and then attempted to suck more of her round breast into his mouth. Twirling his tongue around the areola and then over her nipple again, he pulled it taut.

She stared down at his features. Deacon had a tan complexion, a hardened expression on his face and was filled with muscles. He was lean, yet solid and strong. He had a calm demeanor. She hardly ever heard him raise his voice or become aggressive. She shared a lot of memories of Michael with him. Memories that always included him and the rest of the team along with it.

He pulled her nipple harder, making her gasp. The imaginary line from her nipple to her pussy tugged at her core.

“Oh, God, you’re so naughty. That feels incredible.”

“You look incredible,” Axel stated from the side of her. He joined them on the bed and was moving his hand along her ribs to her breast. She stared into his brown eyes as he leaned down and kissed her on the mouth. She closed her eyes.

Deacon released her breast. “How do you want us?” he asked her.

She looked at both of them. She felt her heart racing, and could practically feel her blood pumping through her veins. She was so in tune to her body’s reaction to Deacon and Axel. She loved it. She wanted more. The feeling could only be described as a hunger for them. She placed her one palm against Axel’s cheek, holding his head nearly over her breast and neck, and she kept her other hand against Deacon’s cheek.

“How about you take me any way you want to?”

Mariah felt alive and exhilarated. She adored these men so much. She was awed by their individual personalities, and all they had accomplished in life.

“I like the sound of that,” Deacon whispered, holding her gaze as he began to kiss a path along her skin, down her belly, and straight to her cunt.

She tried to close her thighs as his teeth nipped her clitoris, but Axel wouldn’t allow it, and neither would Quentin. Axel massaged one thigh open while Quentin massaged her other thigh open, and both men leaned down to kiss her very sensitive skin.

She shivered with a combination of responses to their simultaneous touch. Deacon flicked his tongue against her pussy lips and then plunged his tongue inside of her. Axel licked and nibbled her inner thigh up to her hipbone on one side, while Quentin did the same thing on her other side. Then L.T. joined in and placed her hands above her head, locking her wrists with one of his own hands before he began to play with her nipples.

“Oh, God, this is crazy. Oh,” she moaned as she thrust her hips making Deacon suck harder and then add a digit to her pussy. All of them were touching her, kissing her, arousing her senses beyond anything she could have ever imagined. She started to pump her hips more.

“That’s it, baby. You look so fucking hot,” L.T. encouraged her as Mariah felt the energy build up inside of her. She was getting to that point again, and she knew what was coming.

“Oh, God. Oh, Deacon.” She yelled Deacon’s name as he sucked her clit hard, while he used his teeth, and she lost it.

“Deacon, Deacon, Deacon.” She screamed his name and shook as her body erupted into orgasm.

“Holy shit,” Axel exclaimed.

Deacon lifted up and smiled.

“Now you’re ready.”

Axel released her leg, and so did Quentin as Deacon grabbed a hold of her thighs, pressed forward, and thrust into her sopping wet pussy.

Mariah screamed again and tossed her head side to side while L.T. held her hands in his hard strong grip above her head.

She was shaking and moaning with every thrust from Deacon’s cock. The man felt so hard she thought he might tear her open.

“Deacon, holy crap, I can’t take it. I can’t.”

“You will take it. Because after I’m done, Axel is going to flip you over onto all fours and fuck you in the ass while you suck L.T.’s cock.”

“Oh, fuck,” Axel stated as he sat up on his knees. He was chanting Deacon on.

Deacon continued to stroke into her cunt at record speed.