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Six hours later, I was on a ship that was about to disembark for three days of cruising on the Caribbean. It was a short trip, but a fun one as well. My partner in crime and person responsible for getting me onto the short bliss cruise was looking up at me with tears in her eyes. Not because she was upset, but because I was fucking her mouth and not giving her any mercy.
“Fuck yes.” I hissed as my hand was wrapped in her blond hair. Her tears created trails of running mascara down her face as I came closer and closer to my release. I felt my balls tighten just before I shoved my cock down her throat and made her take every last drop. It was just the beginning of our night, and she took a month of my sexual frustration like a champ.
Her name was Faye, and like me, she was a single that enjoyed the activities of a certain kind of travel. Most of the time it was just a long weekend, but I traveled the world trying to chase down the perfect sexual experience. I never found it, not in my entire life had I ever felt truly satisfied. I had been on adult only trips for several years, traveled to places all over the world, and nothing ever left me feeling truly fulfilled.
“Thanks.” I breathed out as I looked down at Faye.
I pulled my cock from between those plump lips. She gave me a wink and I could see the smile in her eyes. Faye was gorgeous, playful, successful, and a lot like me. We didn’t mix business with pleasure and didn’t have the time or the patience for a relationship. Unfortunately for Faye, she was being pressured to marry by her family. Neither one of us saw a future tied down to one person, so we used each other to get into couple only retreats. She was from New York, a socialite of course, and had a certain taste for sex. Her desires would have been impossible for one man to satisfy. She was bisexual and by the end of the night she would have been with both men and women. I on the other hand was not bisexual, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t help a girl out and fuck her ass while another man fucked her pussy.
I didn’t date, and I hadn’t dated in many years. I fucked, that was it, and I did it away from Creed’s Lake. There was only one person I slept with that was at Creed’s Lake, and that was a fellow Original, Valerie Bolton. It was many years ago, and it was only once when we served in Delta Force, but we were in different units at the time. Nobody ever knew and it was something in our past that we never revisited. She was several years older than me, but hot, nonetheless. Faye was just doing me a favor, prepping me for a weekend of sex after well over a month since my last experience. Faye gave my tip one last kiss before she stood, smiled and winked before walking to the bathroom of our state room we shared. She was gorgeous, with soft tan skin, long blond hair, and one tight as hell ass.
We were on a bliss cruise, our first one since we returned from France where we experienced a hell of a week enjoying group sex at a vast estate. The month before that was my first one in months because of the terrorist attacks and lockdown. We went to a BDSM retreat in the mountains, and yet again, I left disappointed. I knew I was fucked up in the head where sexwas concerned. Most of us probably were at Creed’s Lake. We had fucked up childhoods, nobody to come home to after war, at least nobody that satisfied our needs. Granger and Creed were probably the most level headed when it came to sex. Creed enjoyed long term sex partners, Granger had only been with one woman his entire life, Drakos fucked about everything that walked, and as far as Irons went, he had a secret he thought was safe. The poor guy couldn’t fuck at all after what happened to Bolton, but I had my suspicions of the struggles kept secret. Magnus just wanted to get off and didn’t give a fuck who he slept with, as long as it was a woman. He didn’t mind group sex, but I thought he was a little like me about it. Something was missing inside me, it was something that always made me feel unsatisfied and it was about the most frustrated a man could feel. I loved making a woman come while screaming my name, but it was never enough. I’d do just about anything but gay shit. No ass fucking a man or sucking cock, but I’d try just about anything else with a woman.
I joined Faye in the shower, got her worked up for an orgasm then withdrew. I made her desperate for release, but left her hanging for more, just to get her worked up for the party that night. I pounded into her, just to the point where her body would shake and she would beg, then stop. By the time we walked out of our state room, her in a sexy as hell red dress and me in a suit, she was more than desperate for what was to come.
Three hours later, I had my buzz on after a few whiskeys, while a brunette sat on my face and a blond was riding my cock, while their husband’s fucked each other while they watched me fuck their wives. I was in a state room where Faye was having a threesome encounter with a married couple on the bed, and we were on the floor. That was one of our rules. She was to staywithin my sight at all times. I was there to protect her, and enjoy what the trips had to offer.
I met Faye many years ago while in D.C. in my early years as a special forces operative. She was an attorney that worked as a clerk for multiple federal judges, and her father was a Congressman. Her mother was somehow related to one of the wealthiest families in New York. If anyone ever linked her to me it would be a scandal. New York socialites didn’t usually associate with guys from a mountainside in the backwoods of Appalachia. Especially one that was almost taken off life support when he was eight because his own father almost beat him to death. We had a hiccup in our friendship a few months back, Faye was arranged in another commitment and attempted to bring me into it. It almost ended our friendship, but thankfully we were able to work through it.
That was how our weekend went, we met people, fucked, drank, fucked each other, drank some more, then had more sex with others. Yet again, I flew out of Miami that Sunday night feeling unsatisfied. I was hung over and exhausted by the time the prospect picked me up at the airport and dropped me off at my place. I slept like a log that night, then groaned when my alarm went off on Monday morning. After brushing my teeth, I stood in front of the mirror and took a good look at myself. I was tall, built like an operative, and had more tattoos than I could count, but none that would show while in a suit. My hair and beard was black, my eyes were Caribbean blue, and my teeth were straight. I lucked out and never needed braces, but I did have a few implants from a certain mission I was on three years prior. I looked at my neck to make sure there were no obvious sex marks like there was on my back. I had a red head on Saturday that dug her nails into my back, and it hurt so good I came because of the pain. I had no hickey’s, thankfully, and the marks on myback were already hard to see because of the tattoos. Not that I planned to show my back to anyone in the near future.
I met Creed at the community center, and we hit the gym. Creed was the brother I was closest to, but we were all close.
“Kayla spent some time here over the weekend.” Creed said as he ran on the treadmill next to mine.
“Why?” I wasn’t happy about my sister spending time inside the gates of Creed’s Lake. It was one thing that she worked for us, but my personal life needed to stay outside the gates. That included my sister and mom. I got them a house between Clarity and Cold Springs. They were close enough when they needed me, but far enough away to live separate lives. My sister was an attorney just starting out and she worked at our law firm.
“She has become good friends with Morgan, and she helped Melissa out with Addie. Don’t worry, she didn’t go anywhere near Club X.”
My blood began boiling. “If I fucking catch her there, someone is going down. You know I don’t like having her inside the gates. She’s safer living a life away from here.” I was not interested in seeing any guys at Creed’s Lake near her. She was an innocent young girl that I worked my ass off to take care of her entire life.
“She’s fine, Axton. She hung out with Morgan and Addie then Wrenly came over and they baked Christmas cookies. That’s all, so don’t go all caveman and accuse the guys of anything. She’s doing a good job at the firm and she’s becoming pretty close to Fallon as well.”
I glanced at him as I jogged. “She deserves a safe but good life, and I don’t want her with one of our operatives. As long as they keep their eyes and hands off her we won’t have a problem.” I knew my sister. She would get attached then be miserable ifthe guy went on missions. She was a virgin, so I knew if she were to marry she would be very attached to him. Our lifestyle wouldn’t have suited her, so it was best she made friends outside of Creed’s Lake. Plus, it was bad enough that my piece of shit mom followed her to town and her presence was the last thing I needed.
“She’s a smart girl that can make decisions for herself.” Creed said.
“Like when she moved mom into the place I bought her in Boston? Then she went behind my back and visited the old bastard at the prison, on my dime? No, she doesn’t always make the best decisions. I want her to stay out of Creed’s Lake. The smartest thing she has done is save herself for marriage, and if I have any say that will be a long time from now.” I meant it, and she wasn’t listening to me. Creed and the rest saw me as controlling and overprotective when it came to Kayla, but they weren’t the ones that had to fight like hell to keep her out of foster care and save just about every dime they made while in the Army to send her to college. The least she could have done was respect my wishes when it came to my work life. I was already pissed at her for letting our mom move in with her. My mom was trying, I’d give her that much, but I still didn’t trust her to stay sober.
Chapter Five
Axton
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I asked Creed as it began to unfold in front of us. It was a Christmas party put on by the newly formed group that was referred to as the ladies guild, and created by the very pregnant and already exhausted Morgan Creed. It was the wives and girlfriends of senior officers that were slowly taking over some of Felicity’s responsibilities. Felicity was not happy about it, but the ladies felt the women that stayed at Creed’s Lake for things of a more sexual nature probably shouldn’t have been planning all of the children’s events. From what I was seeing, the ladies guild might not have been making the best decisions.
“He better behave himself.” Creed growled.
Drakos was dressed up as Santa and Melissa was Mrs. Claus. They were posing with the children for pictures. I was pissed because Kayla showed up and was the one taking the photos. I told her over and over again to stay the fuck out of Creed’s Lake, but she refused to listen, and Creed gave her clearance to enter. One minute she was baking cookies and for all I knew she’d be at Club X dancing, and I’d have to kill someone.
My little sister was adorable and innocent. I worked damn hard to keep her that way. I started working when I was about ten years old to help my drunk of a mother make our bills. I didn’t make but pocket change, but I learned hard work young. By the time I was thirteen I had two jobs while school was in session and three in the summers. Went straight to the military as soon as I graduated, just so I had reliable income to send home, and I did a damn good job raising my sister. She had what she needed, and I didn’t give a shit what I had to sacrifice to give it to her. She was smart, and I didn’t want her working through school and not focusing on her future. I had to get her off that mountain and on to college so she could have a good life. I did everything I could to make extra money, including joining special forces. I fucking went to war to give her a better life, yet there she was surrounded by other fuck ups like me. I asked for one thing when she came to work for us and that was to stay away from Creed’s Lake. Fuck, I even bought her a damn house after paying for her education. It pissed me off to no end, and not even Creed would back me up on the matter.
“Ouch fuck!”
I knew what that was before I even turned around.
“Dammit.” Creed groaned. We both turned and saw what we knew we would see. Creed’s brother, Weston, laying on the floor cradling his balls. Addie bent over him then spit, and Creed took off to find out what the hell Weston did that time. Obviously, I couldn’t resist and walked over to see for myself what Weston did that time to piss off our future little operative. The funny part was, that Nikko, her trained protection dog, just sat back and let it happen. He knew the drill when it came to Weston. It was nearly a daily occurrence, since Weston’s face alone was enough to piss Addie off.
“He told mommy to fart on Santa so we could all go home!” Addie stomped her foot and crossed her arms.
