AVAILABLE: Thursday, June 30th
[Siren Publishing: The Stormy Glenn ManLove Collection: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Alternative, Romantic Suspense, MM, HEA]
My life is pretty fantastic. I have a career that I love, a husband that I adore, and six wonderful children that bring joy and laughter to my life. When one of them is threatened, the gloves come off. I call in everyone to help me rescue TJ. I just have to find him first.
My life is pretty fantastic. I'm married to a hot Italian SWAT officer, I have six wonderful children, and a life most people can only dream about. When that life is threatened, it will take more than my usual shenanigans to save my son. It'll take a miracle, especially when I end up kidnapped again.
A desperate call from TJ sends us running to his rescue. Unfortunately, he's missing by the time we get there. Now, we have to solve the mystery of who is kidnapping Marines before we can go rescue him. Calling in favors from our friends might not work this time.
Stormy Glenn is a Siren-exclusive author.
I sighed as I sat down in my office chair, closed my eyes, and leaned my head back. I didn't like the fact that I was getting home so late, but work was work and I had to go when called. Taking down a shooting suspect was not my idea of a good time. I was just glad no one on my team had been hurt. The shooter was in custody—a little bruised around the edges—and we'd all been able to go home. I called that a win for the day.
I couldn't wait to go up and see Lany. I just needed a minute to decompress.
I needed the silence.
I glared at my cell phone when it rang.
I didn't recognize the phone number, but I did recognize the area code. I picked it up and answered it. "Hello?"
"Hey, TJ." It was good to hear from my son. It had been a few months since he'd come home on a mission to straighten Levi out. I tried not to worry when he didn't call, but I wasn't very successful. He was my boy, and I was proud of him, but still...he was my boy. "How are you, son?"
"I need you."
I sat up straighter. "You have me."
"Can you and Papà and the guys come out here? I think I'm in trouble."
I put my cell phone on speaker and then reached for the house phone. "I'm calling Angelo right now. He'll let us use his jet." There was no hesitation on my part. If TJ said he needed us, we were going.
"Just get here."
I could hear the fear in TJ's voice, and it scared me more than anything. That sound should not be coming from my boy. He was in the Marines. He should be safe.
"Angie, it's Sal," I said as soon as I heard the house line connect. "I need to borrow your jet to fly out to California. TJ is in trouble."
"You have it," my brother replied. "I'll call my pilot right now and have him gas it up. It will be waiting for you in my private hanger."
"Thank you. I'm also going to need to borrow Sam for a few days. TJ needs the entire team out there."
"Fuck, what's going on?"
"I'm still trying to figure that out, but TJ is scared."
"When do you need to leave?" Angelo asked.
"As soon as I get everyone together and out to your hanger." I also needed to call the police commissioner, and Lany's uncle, to let him know one of his SWAT units was going to be out for a few days. He wouldn't like it, but he would understand it.
"I'll let Sam know."
"Thank you," I said again. I hung up and then turned my attention back to my son. "Okay, tell me what's going on, TJ."
"A couple of guys on my unit transferred out. At least, that's what we were told, but I overheard a conversation a couple of days ago that leads me to believe they were taken against their will. I tried to talk to Lieutenant Colonel Stokes about it, but he's not here right now, so I went to the sergeant major. He told me to mind my own business."
If anyone could figure out something was wrong and people were being taken against their will, it would be TJ. He'd lived through something like that in the past.
"What about Stokes? Where is he?" If I could track him down, maybe I could figure out what was upsetting TJ so much.
"Lieutenant Colonel Stokes has been in Washington, D.C., at some sort of conference for the last month."
"Levi and I talked about it and decided we needed to reach someone higher up than our sergeant, you know? We sent a letter to the guy taking over for Lieutenant Colonel Stokes, but..."
"Well, Levi has disappeared. He wasn't in his bunk when we got up this morning, and we were given the same bullshit story about him being transferred, except I know he wouldn't do that, not without telling me first."
I heard TJ's hard swallow through the phone.
"Dad, I'm afraid I'm going to be next."
"Not if I have anything to say about it." No one was going to fuck with my kid while I had a breath left in my body. "Just keep your head down until I get there, okay? We'll leave here just as soon as I can get everyone together."
"I will, Dad. Just hurry."
"I will, son. Is there anything else you can tell me?"
"Not much," TJ replied. "Like I said, a few guys in the unit transferred out. No one really thought about it because that happens, you know?"
"I do." Not everyone was cut out to be a Marine. Some transferred out. Others transferred to other military bases because their MOS changed and they needed to be trained somewhere else. Others transferred to their permanent post. It happened.
"Then the other night, Levi and I were assigned night patrol. We found an unoccupied vehicle parked by one of the storage warehouses. Levi reported it, and then we searched the area to see if we could locate the driver. That's when we overheard a couple of guys talking."
"What were they saying?"
"Well, at first, it didn't make sense. They kept talking about some package and that if their contact didn't show up soon, they were going to have to leave without it. And then one of them mentioned two of the guys who'd been transferred out of the unit by name, and he laughed, saying how easy it was to sneak them off base without anyone seeing a thing."
"They actually mentioned two of the guys who had transferred out?" I asked.
"By name, Dad."
"Is there any way these guys could have left on their own? Like, maybe these guys were helping them sneak off base or something?" I didn't believe it, but I had to cover all my bases.
"No, because the other guy said it would have been easier to get them off base if they were allowed to give them a bigger dose of a sedative. They needed to knock them out, not just make them easily dealt with."
"Did they say what kind of sedative they were giving these guys?"
"No, they just said sedative, but the first guy argued that they couldn't give them too much sedative because that would make them useless, and then they'd just have to find more guys, and that was more work than it was worth."
Kidnapping Marines? Was that a thing?
I stroked my hands over the broad chest in front of me and gazed up at the tall, muscular man I had fallen in love with all of those years ago. I knew he was strong, powerful, and dominant. I could feel it in the tingling of my skin. I could see it in every tight muscle, every thick limb.
Sal's arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me tight up against his body. "So, what's a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?"
Oh yes, the big man wanted to play.
I allowed softer lines to take over my body as I leaned into the Sal. The heat of arousal rolled off him. It warmed me like nothing ever had. I laid my hand on Sal's wide chest, groaning softly at the hard muscles I felt through the black cotton shirt he wore.
I heard a small growl come from Sal as he leaned down and inhaled the scent at my neck. Sal's breath blew against 'my throat and then he rubbed his head against me. I laughed and dipped my head. "That tickles, Sal."
"Does it?" Sal sounded very amused.
I tipped my head back and sent Sal my sexiest lust filled look. "So, tell me," I drawled slowly, "what's a big, sexy man like you doing at a party like this? And how do I convince you to take me home with you tonight?"
Sal grinned. "What's in it for me?"
I chuckled. "I think I can come up with something."
I watched, fascinated, as one dark eyebrow on Logan's face shot up. "Just what did you have in mind?" he asked.
"Take me home with you and find out."
I let out a loud laugh when Sal reached for me and lifted me off the ground. I was gently tossed over his shoulder, one hand wrapping around my waist, the other slapping me on the ass.
"Home it is," Sal carried me through the crowd towards the exit.
I nearly came in my pants when one of his large hand caressed my ass through my jeans. I couldn't wait to get rid of my jeans and feel those hands against my bare skin. Hell, I couldn't wait to feel all of Sal against my bare skin. As big as Sal was, I knew that he could cover my smaller body from head to toe, and then some.
"We're not going to make it home," Sal said. "Better hope the MPs don't catch us."
I yelped in surprise when I was suddenly lowered to the ground just around the corner from the building entrance and behind a thick row of trees. I barely had time to steady myself before Sal was pulling at my clothes. Within moments, I found myself standing before Sal naked as the day I was born.
The low rough rumble emanating from Sal told me that the handsome Italian SWAT commander liked what he saw. The sound vibrated through my body, energizing me, arousing me. I looked up into Sal's eyes, and my breath caught in my throat.
Sal's copper colored eyes had turned to molten lava. His lip curled back, showing off his perfect white teeth. But it was the savage snarl on Sal's face as he gazed down at my naked body that really set me off.
Sal spun me around and pulled me back against Sal's hard body. A shudder shot through my body as Sal scraped his teeth across the back of my neck.
"Sal," I groaned. "That is so fucking hot!"
I reached back to wrap my arms around Sal's neck. I tilted my head to one side, giving Sal unobstructed access to the side of my throat.
Long fingers encircled my hard cock, stroking me from root to tip furiously I cried out as pleasure overwhelmed me. A thick thigh moved between my legs and pressed tightly against me from behind. Small keening sounds escaped my lips. Every touch of Sal's hands and body against mine was like a burning flame.
I wanted to be consumed.
I wanted to burn for Sal.
My hands clenched in Sal's chestnut brown hair, pulling at the thick locks in desperation. Sal was sucking on my neck, marking me, claiming me, but I needed more.
I needed…I needed… "Sal!" I begged. "Fuck me!"
I was pushed down onto the ground, landing on my hands and knees. Before I could protest the rough treatment, Sal's fingers pushed into my tight hole.
"Aaahhh, fuck yes!" I cried out.
Sal began stretching me adding another finger, then another. Some part of me wondered where Sal had gotten lube, but I was too overcome with burning sensation to really care. I was just thankful because I was pretty sure Sal was about to fuck me into the ground.
Sal pulled his fingers away and press his massive cock against my aching hole. I could hear his heavy breathing as he thrust into my tight ass. The rough material of Sal's jeans brushed against the back of my thighs. I groaned, my head dropping forward when Sal thrust into him. We'd been together long enough that Sal knew right where my sweet spot was located and pegged it every time.
As Sal pounded into me, I felt every movement of his body, every single breath that came out of Sal's mouth. I could also feel my orgasm building deep within my body and knew that it was going to be spectacular.
Sal was going to consume me.
When Sal's teeth nipped into my shoulder again, I knew it was over for me. My fingers curled into the cold dirt beneath me as streaks of pleasure exploded throughout my entire body.
"Sal!" I screamed as my cock erupted, shooting ropes of pearly white seed over the ground beneath me. The intensity of my orgasm surprised me. As my arms and legs began to tremble, I wondered if I would be able to hold my body up.
The problem was solved for me when two large arms wrapped around my waist. My mind began to melt as I was lifted into the air and impaled on Sal's cock for one last massive lunge.
Sal let out a loud roar. A moment later, Sal's hot release filled my ass. I cried out and another, smaller orgasm tore through his my. I let my head fell back against Sal's shoulder. My hands fell limply to my sides. The only thing keeping me from falling to the ground were the two large arms wrapped around me, the bent knees between my legs, and the pulsing cock in my ass.