Captured By The Mercenaries

As soon as she was submerged her eyes fluttered open and she let out a groan.Good, she’s not fully taken by heat stroke.Her hand lifted to her face and she froze as she realized she was in water.

Her eyes moved over to my face and widened. “Oh shit.”

That’s right. You’re in trouble.I didn’t say the words out loud, but I let a wolfish smile play over my face.

That was about the time she realized she was naked. With a gasp Colby slapped her arm over her chest and her other disappeared beneath the water line. It was clear enough that I could see she was cupping her pussy, trying to hide her body from our view.

“What the hell are you- Get out!” she shouted at us. It was a semi-conscious reaction, almost automated. I still don’t think she was totally aware of her surroundings. Even through the sunburn I could see a blush creeping up from her chest and over her neck.

Sig’s chuckles mixed with mine. She still didn’t know we spoke English, but even if we hadn’t her motions and tone said enough.

I placed my hand on her forehead. She glared at me, looking like she wanted to slap my touch away, but then she’d have to move her arms. She was still too warm for my liking, but was beginning to cool down.

“Hand me that washcloth and soap,” I told Sig, pointing past him.

He laughed and passed it over. “She’s going to be pissed.”

“Too bad,” I murmured as I dunked the cloth in the water next to her hip and began lathering soap onto it.

Her eyes watched me suspiciously. “You guys can leave now.” She was becoming more alert by the second. The bath was working.

I snorted and met her gaze. In Russian, I told her, “You made us chase you halfway across the Iraqi Desert and fight off insurgents who would have killed you. You’ll hold still and let me tend you.”

Her eyes narrowed and those brown brows drew low over her eyes at my response. I knew she didn’t understand. At some point we’d reveal to her that we knew English. For now, there was a possibility she might give us some intel. She was more likely to speak to us if she thought we didn’t know what she was saying.

Grabbing her arm, I pulled it gently away from her chest. She let out a squeak and jerked it back against her flesh. I rolled my eyes and told her, “It’s not like we haven’t seen tits before.”

“It’s been a while,” Rafe commented, his mood still sour, but softening.

“And thosearea nice set of tits,” Sig added.

Her eyes darted between them as they spoke and then landed on me. Confusion, worry, and embarrassment all mixed together there. She was unsure of what was happening and I was just doing my best not to get lost in the minx’s eyes. They were more green now while she wore nothing and the scared look in them made me want to gather her against me and soothe her.

Instead, I pulled her arm away from her body again, using more force when she tried to fight me. Soon, she gave in. Her chest was heaving from the exertion of playing tug-o-war with her appendage and she’d sloshed water all over me and the floor.

No matter. I planned to bathe after her. Stroking the cloth over her arm, we both watched as suds built up on her skin.

Colby’s eyes kept up a steady flicking motion between the three of us. A glance over my shoulder showed that my friends were leaned up against the wall, watching silently. It became clear to her that, while they weren’t going to help me, they certainly weren’t going to take their eyes off of her. She seemed to resign herself to this fact.

I focused back on my task. Colby’s slim fingers wrapped around my wrist when I dragged the cloth over her shoulder and down towards her tits.

“Please,” she whispered, embarrassment heating her face again. The skin on her cheeks was a soft pink. Her eyes met mine again. “Let me.”

She wasn’t fighting us—for now—so I rewarded her. I let her take the cloth from me. As much as I wanted to run my hands over her body, there was no reason she couldn’t do it herself.

No reason other than because I wanted to, and she was mine. Ours.

Stepping back, I went to stand near the others. She covered herself again. “Could you wait outside or something?”

None of us moved. We wouldn’t fuck her until she was ready, but she’d have to resign herself to the fact that she was ours. Sig had asked earlier what Rafe planned to do with her. He hadn’t answered, but I knew. We were keeping her. She’d be our woman. The thought made my already hard dick thicken further.

It would be hard for her to understand at first. She came from civilized society. We now existed out here in this Godforsaken desert where we made the rules up as we went along. Even when we finished a job and returned to that ‘civilized’ way of living, we did whatever the fuck we wanted. We’d been doing so for so long we had no fear of repercussions. There were no consequences, ever. Once you realized that rules were for other people, the world opened up to you.

Colby grumbled to herself when it became clear that we weren’t going anywhere. She sat there, weighing her options. Finally, she stood. She paused, watching as I tensed and the other two shoved off the wall. They didn’t move toward her, but they were getting ready to react.

If she tried to step out of that tub without washing, we’d hold her down and do it for her. I sort of hoped she’d try. Licking my lips, I watched her with an intense gaze.

No words needed to be spoken for her to realize what we wanted. She gave in and quickly started cleaning herself with quick sure strokes of the cloth. She would bend and dunk it as needed and lather it up in suds when they ran out.

Once she was finished with her body she looked around then shrugged and sat back down in the water, washing the soap off. She grimaced, then wetted her hair and began rubbing the bar of soap against her dark tresses.

“You guys better not have rubbed this all over your balls,” she said with a dark look at us.

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing and glanced over at Sig. He was having a harder time containing his mirth. He walked over and picked up a bucket of water and motioned toward her. A smile played over his lips, but he’d managed to choke back the laugh that would let her know we understood her.

Colby hesitated again, then sighed as she stood. “I guess you’ve seen all the goods already.” She tipped her head back so Sig could dump the bucket slowly over her hair as she used her hands to work the soap from it.

My eyes drifted down and stayed glued on her tits. They swayed as she moved and I had to dig my nails into my palms to keep from reaching out and touching all that supple skin. She was gleaming in the lantern light, her skin slick. I watched a drop of water slide down her chest and catch on the point of her nipple. They were beaded from the cold.

It was fall and it was beginning to cool off at night. It was still hot as hell compared to my homeland, but we were grateful for what relief we could get. It was just cool enough that Colby’s skin broke out in goosebumps. It was a good thing, after her jaunt in the heat of the day. She wouldn’t be overheated after this bath. It was too late for the three of us, however. She had our blood boiling with arousal and anticipation.