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“I couldn’t sleep. Not knowing that these assholes were out there and looking to take my friend’s woman…I know how that feels, and it worries me.”

She swallowed hard. Michael was a caring, compassionate man. Carl and Richie were good friends, fellow soldiers, and there was a special bond between all of them.

She slowly walked closer to him. She reached out to caress his arm, and he stared down at her with the same intensity as earlier.

“You’re a good man, Michael, a good friend.” She reached under his shirt to spread her hands against his skin. She wanted to feel his muscles. She wanted him inside of her.

“I found some useful information on these two assholes. I’m going to wait a few hours before I call Carl and Richie. I’m sure they’re busy trying to keep Juliet calm.”

She continued to massage his chest underneath his shirt.

“I’m worried about her. She was so frightened. She cares about Carl and Richie. She’s been avoiding them for so long. She’s afraid that they’ll get hurt because of her.”

“She has to trust them. They’re powerful, resourceful men, and they’re her protectors now.”

In an instant, she was lifted into his arms and pressed against the wall behind her.

“These men are bad and dangerous. But we’re more dangerous than any of them know.” He pressed his mouth over hers and devoured her moans.

She felt him push his pants down then she felt the tip of his cock at her entrance a moment before he plunged up into her.

He was grabbing at her body, needing to penetrate her as deeply as possible to possess her. She kissed him back, ran her fingers over every inch of him she could while he pounded into her thrust after thrust.

His face was against her neck. She felt his teeth drag across her sensitive skin as she exploded around him.

He continued to thrust and penetrate her deeper until he lost control and shot his seed deep into her womb. He grabbed her face between his hands as his forearms rested over her shoulders against the wall and his lower body held her to the wall behind her.

“I love you, Alexa. I fucking love you so much it makes me insane.” He kissed her, and she held him to her, waiting for him to release her lips so she could tell him that she loved him as well.

* * * *

Juliet awoke encased in warmth. The two extra-large male bodies sandwiched her between them, making her feel cocooned and protected. She was shocked that she hadn’t had any nightmares, but then again, the three of them hadn’t fallen asleep until nearly 5:00 a.m.

She had no idea what time it was, but she did hear the buzzing sound of someone’s cell phone on the bedside table.

Richie turned away from her to reach over and grab his phone. He looked at her, smiled, then glanced at the caller ID.

“Holy fuck, it’s noontime.” That seemed to arouse Carl now, too.

She snuggled closer against Richie’s chest as Carl wrapped his arm tighter around her waist.

“Who’s on the phone?” Carl asked.

“I missed like seven calls. I guess it’s time to get up.”

“We didn’t go to sleep until five,” Juliet whispered then kissed Richie’s chest.

He caressed her hair.

“Sorry about that,” he teased.

“No you aren’t,” she replied, and Carl began to press kisses against her shoulder as he chuckled. His warm breath collided with her skin, and she absorbed the sensation.

“We’ve got some planning to do. The guys will be coming over in about an hour.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

“Okay,” she replied then slowly began to get up with him. Richie stared at her breasts as she stretched. The sheets fell to her waist, and Carl took that moment to cup her breasts then roll her to her back underneath him.

She gasped as Carl pinned her arms above her head and maneuvered between her thighs.


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