Baby Love (The American Soldier Collection 14)

Freeman eased out of her pussy and covered her mouth to kiss her deeply. He eased up, and she touched his chin and lip, ran her thumb along his lower lip with passion and adoration in her eyes, and fear gripped his heart. This wasn’t supposed to be anything more than a lustful encounter. So why did he feel this tightness in his heart, and why did sickness fill his gut?

He rose up, trying to get away from the emotions he felt. Corona was there to take his place. Their commander loomed over her, and Nina stared up at him with awe.

* * * *

Corona had watched from the side, and now it was his chance to make love to Nina. While he watched his men claim her body and carry on about how tight and sweet she was, he’d felt overwhelmed with mixed emotions. The attraction between all of them was real, and it was intense. They had friends who shared women and got involved in permanent relationships with them. He and his team had never fucked the same woman together, but they’d had sex with some of the same women at different times. This wasn’t like that. They were all here, this thing getting started over one of Jessup’s episodes and Nina bringing him out of it. He couldn’t help but be concerned about this situation. They would have to see Nina again, every time they went into Bailey’s or the Copper Pot. He couldn’t help but wonder if she would be waiting for them, be there to come home to after a mission. No strings attached, Corona reminded himself. She was young, too young for any commitment, and they were too old, too fucked up to be anything more than just lovers.

He felt angry at his thoughts. Angry at the life he had and the way his profession ruled his life and the lives of his teammates.

As he hovered over Nina, an intense feeling of protectiveness and possessiveness overcame him. She was young, beautiful, and he felt as if he shouldn’t have this opportunity to possess such a lovely thing. All the bad shit he’d ever done in his life came crashing into his mind. The danger, the violence, the killing to survive overwhelmed him. He smoothed his hand along her hip then up to her breast. He cupped it, and she stared up at him as though he was some sort of amazing man, when he was anything but amazing.

“Are you okay? Can you handle one more lover tonight?” he asked her, and she swallowed hard as he thumbed her nipple. It instantly hardened.

“Do you want me, too?” she asked him, as if he was hinting that maybe she didn’t interest him. Or maybe somehow she was insecure—or playing it that way. He didn’t want to analyze it. He just reacted.

“Baby, I’d be out of my mind to not want a piece of you.”

Corona swooped down and kissed Nina deeply. He was shocked when his mouth touched hers and her tongue stuck forward to taste him deeper and draw him in. They ravaged one another’s mouths, and it gave him the power to move forward and take all he could get. The desperate feeling to claim her was shocking. He spread her thighs, found her pussy, and thrust two fingers up into her cunt. Her delicate fingers gripped his shoulders, and the more he stroked his fingers into her tight channel, the firmer her grip got. He moved his mouth off of hers and trailed it along her throat to her shoulder, and he nibbled a little harder as his fingers stroked a little deeper.

“Corona, oh, God,” she moaned, and he couldn’t take it.

He found her nipple and suckled hard then pulled on it. She cried out, shaking beneath him, and his fingers felt the gush of cream. His cock throbbed with need.

“Fuck.” He pulled out his fingers, spread her thighs, aligned his cock with her cunt, and thrust into her. She screamed out, and he grunted as he held himself deep. She was so fucking tight and snug that his cock throbbed and ached. He couldn’t catch his breath. “Holy fuck.”

“I know. Isn’t she fucking incredible?” Atlanta said, and Corona felt almost dizzy as he pulled back and then eased softly into her. She moved her head side to side.

“You’re so big. Oh, God, I can’t take it. Oh, God.” She was moaning and panting, gripping his wrists as he held her hips and eased in and out of her very tight channel.

“You can take it, Nina. You’re fucking perfect. I’ve never felt

anything like this. Holy fuck, baby. Give it to me. Let the fuck go and give it to me,” he ordered.

He shifted up, grabbed her shoulders, and pulled her down as he thrusted upward. Her breasts bounced up and down with every deep stroke, and he felt his cock throb for release, but he didn’t want to come so quickly. He wondered why his brothers had come so soon, and now he knew. Nina was a seductress. She had a body made for sin and a pussy so fucking tight he’d never felt anything like it before.

“There you go, baby. Come on, now. Give it to me. Call out my name. Beg for it.”

“Oh, God, Corona, you’re wild. Oh, my God, yes, more, Corona. More,” she encouraged him, and then she came.

He shoved into her harder, faster, making the bed rock and her beautiful breasts bounce faster. His hips moved so quickly he was shocking himself with the power this woman had over him.

“Grrr,” he grunted and then slammed into her and came, shooting his seed into her womb and wanting to make sure he left his mark to let the world know she was his, she was part of him.

That thought shocked him, still. Corona opened his eyes and locked onto Nina’s, who looked exhausted and lovely. He caressed her cheek with his palm and eased from her body.

He looked at the others. “Atlanta, start a bath for her.”

Atlanta immediately exited the bedroom. Jessup fixed the sheets and lay down on the bed.

“Thank you, Nina. That was real nice,” Corona said to her, and he caught the shocked, hurt expression flash in her eyes. Then she gave a soft smile before turning toward Jessup and pulling the sheet over her body.

Chapter 6

It was becoming a regular routine. Nina would help one of the men prepare the meals, and somehow it turned into her being taken on the table either as an appetizer or as dessert. Tonight was no different, except it was just her and Corona. Atlanta and Freeman were in the barn, and Jessup was upstairs in a piss-poor mood. After he made love to her, he’d pushed her away. It was as if suddenly he was putting a wall up, and she didn’t know why. Each day that passed—and the more time they spent together, making love, holding one another, or simply enjoying one another’s company—turned into so much more. She was falling deeper and deeper, and none of them brought up the fact that this was only temporary.

She liked them a lot. Hell, she believed that she loved them, but it seemed as though they were trying to keep her at a distance and remind her that nothing more could come of this relationship. They were leaving in another two weeks for some job.

She wanted to ask questions, but she sensed their resistance to opening up about their personal lives. She’d thought when she’d given them her virginity and chosen them that it was because they each represented the type of man she wanted, desired, and could trust. It was crazy, but the attraction and chemistry between all of them was amazing separately and even stronger when they all were together.