Their Masquerade (The American Soldier Collection 6)

“I was only there because I was trying to get the four of you out of my head,” she said.

“What?” Deacon asked, grabbing her hips. His cock was still deep inside of her, and she felt perfect.

“I wanted to get you out of my head. I had saved my virginity for the four of you, and then you pushed me away after that incident in my uncle’s house. I thought when you three kissed me, and Deacon tasted me, that it was the beginning.”

“Then L.T. called with information on Michael’s murder. It scared us. Made us remember that you’re his sister,” Quentin said.

“So we all had our reasons for attending the masquerade. We were trying to hide our true feelings while also trying to identify Michael’s killer,” L.T. added.

“It all worked out. We’d do anything for you, Mariah. We’re sorry it took so long for us to have the guts to show you how we feel,” Deacon stated.

“I understand that it must be hard for you. Being a soldier, going through the things you experienced probably makes your hearts hard. I want you four to let me in. Give me all of you like I’m giving you all of me. Let’s finally end the masquerade, and show one another every part of us. I love you all,” she said.

“And we love you,” Deacon told her. The others said they loved her and then L.T. opened up a big towel and stood there.

“Let’s go, baby, your men need some loving, too,” he said and then winked at Deacon. Quentin helped her out of the tub, as Deacon moaned from their bodies parting from intimacy. She smiled at him and L.T. carried her into the bedroom.

They dried her off as they discarded their boxers. Deacon came out and sat in the chair by the bed.

“How do you want it, baby?” Axel asked as he kissed along her neck, making goose bumps travel under her skin.

“In every hole, the way you want to.”

“Oh, fuck, baby, you know how to get me hard,” Axel said and then lay down on the edge of the bed. His legs were hanging off the side corner and then L.T. lifted her up so she could straddle him. She gripped Axel’s hard shaft and aligned her pussy with the mushroom top.

“Bring it on, honey, and get ready to get thoroughly fucked.”

Her eyes widened at his words as she lowered her body over his cock. She took him in slowly and opened her mouth to moan at the sensations. L.T. pressed his palm between her shoulder blades, as Axel cupped her breasts. She felt the cool liquid to her anus as Axel began to thrust up into her. She tried to ride him, but then Quentin placed his hand over her head, entwined his fingers in her hair, and tilted her head to the left edge of the bed. He held his cock in his hands and she licked her lips. “Every hole, as you asked, baby.”

“Open wide, Mariah. Let your men possess you and make love to you,” Deacon stated from the chair he remained sitting in and watching. Even that turned her on. As she licked the tip of Quentin’s cock, swirled her tongue over and around the base, Axel thrust upward. Quentin pushed deeper and then she pulled him in and began to bob her head up and down. Just as she started to get used to the odd rhythm of Quentin in her mouth and Axel in her pussy, thrusting upward, L.T. pressed his cock into her ass. She was on fire, but so filled with cock, she couldn’t do anything else but let them love her, control her body, and dominate her the way she’d always fantasized about. The sounds of their grunts and chants filled the room and Quentin came and then Axel. She thrust her ass back hard and L.T. smacked her ass.

Smack, smack, smack.

Three times and she exploded in pleasure with L.T. following suit and calling her name.

In the aftermath of their lovemaking, they gathered on the bed, turned off the lights, and snuggled together.

Her American soldiers, her lovers, and the only men she truly trusted with all her heart, body, and soul. She was finally home, and they were finally an ultimate part of her heart that could never be taken away.

THE END