Kendra was sitting on the bar stool talking to special agent Andy Spode. Sam was being released tomorrow morning from the hospital and Kendra would go visit her in the afternoon. She couldn’t believe that her ride back from parachuting led to her helping to find Sam, who had been abducted. Talk about being in the right place at the right time. She was glad no one pushed to find out where she had been coming from. Right now, though, most of the state police and other investigators involved in busting Vinny’s operation were at the Filling Station. Andy and a few of his friends all gathered around her.
That was a shocker when Andy showed up. She thought she handled the scene pretty damn well, not really bringing attention to the fact that they knew one another well. Quantico and his team picked up on it fast and they had yet to take their eyes off of her. In fact, when Quantico cupped her cheek and asked if she was okay out by the woods a short distance from where Sam had been held hostage, she saw Andy’s eyes squint and she didn’t want him thinking that she was involved with anyone. Part of her did though, hoping he would tell his cousins she had moved on, but she hadn’t. She didn’t trust any men, and besides that, she didn’t want to gain some sort of reputation as a slut.
Men would think since she was involved in a ménage that she was easy and would have sex immediately. That was her hang up, and the reality she lived with because she trusted the wrong three men. Never again, and never would she have sex with anyone who lived near her.
A quick glance toward the other end of the bar and sure enough Quantico, Leather, Stone, Walker, along with Steve, Eddie, Panther, Mink, and several of Andy’s co-workers, all were bullshitting. She didn’t miss the looks from Quantico and she couldn’t ignore the feelings of not only guilt she felt but insecurity. Andy was a cousin to her ex-boyfriends. Three military men, one who was an agent for the government, Brandon, one who was a mercenary, Skylar, and partnered up with her to create the company she now owned and operated almost fully, and then there was Paul. Handsome, successful retired soldier and now businessman, he was self-centered, egotistical and avoided her at whatever cost.
The three of them cheated on her, but also caused her to leave her job she had since she was eighteen, working military operations as a soldier in the US Marine Corps. Yes, she was a Marine, but then when the shit hit the fan and some guys tried to make it look like she and her boyfriends were smuggling in illegal weapons and gun supplies, it caused a major problem and two years to try and clear their names. She was twenty-two and miserable fighting to remain in the Corps then fighting to remain out of jail. Her determination, natural business sense and resilience all helped her to move on after losing everything, including the three men she loved. Her bitterness, and finally acceptance that there was no one to trust in life but herself, gave her the fight and determination she needed to take over the company she owned. An online business, her warehouses scattered throughout the US, and all handled by employees and distribution centers. She had to do very little hands on operations now and only engaged in activities to try out new devices or survival tools and equipment. The newest would be sending her and a team of four, her included, to Costa Rica for three weeks. After this situation she couldn’t wait to get out of here and focus on what she loved to do.
The one responsible for her misery and the accusations of smuggling was a cousin of a man who wanted revenge on her men. A personal vendetta and she was caught in the middle. Gazleer Numon, a multimillionaire scumbag who evaded capture, but not before making her and her boyfriends’ lives a living hell. She was pretty sure Skylar, Brandon, and Paul still searched for Gazleer to this day. Their obsession caused another wedge between her and them, but cheating ultimately led to them parting ways. Forced to leave the military and be a civilian once again, she wasn’t going to leave the business she helped to create. It was her dream, her innovative ideas and even the development of several unique survival devices that were patented and made her so much money. Money she didn’t even spend, but saved in several accounts in the US and overseas. She fought Skylar hard for control of the company and to maintain larger shares than him or Brandon and Paul. She became stone cold from their attitudes and behavior, and he nearly didn’t budge. Slowly over the years he gave her more and more shares in the operations as he invested in other things and went off on crazy dangerous adventures, more than likely adding women to the list of the ones he already screwed while sleeping with her. The pain was still pretty raw, and seeing Andy, their cousin, just seemed to bring back that pain and the heartache she felt. They betrayed her, lied to her about loving her forever and it scarred her. She had meant nothing, but they had been her world.
Because of them, and what she experienced, it was hard for her to look around at all these ménage relationships and not wonder when they would end. How badly would the men hurt the women when they got bored, or decided she wasn’t enough for all of them to share and that they wanted more? She felt sick thinking that her friends like Bo, Cherokee, Sam, and Mercy could suffer like that, but it was their decision to engage in that type of relationship and take that risk. Been there, done that and boy, did Kendra have the scars to show for it.
“We’re just exploring a little. Nothing more right now,” Walker said.
She felt the fingers slide into her pussy and she moaned.
“Exploring sounds fucking perfect,” he said and lowered over her from behind and whispered into her ear.
“Suck his cock and make him come. Then it’s my turn to get a taste of you.”
“Oh God.” She felt her cream drip from her pussy at his words. She needed this, wanted this, suddenly nothing else mattered. She lowered her mouth to Walker’s cock and sucked him faster, deeper. He moaned and grabbed her hair as Leather alternated fingers and tongue, tasting her and arousing her. He swiped his tongue along her asshole and then a moment later as Walker grunted and came in her mouth Leather slid a finger into her asshole and another one into her cunt.
She cried out her release and then Walker slid out as Leather wrapped an arm around her waist, pulled fingers from her cunt and ass and then flipped her onto her back. He pulled her by her ankles to the edge of the bed, spread her wide and lowered down between her legs to feast on her.
She cried out and went to grip his hair when Walker grabbed her hands and held them above her head. The feel of being restrained while Leather fingered and feasted on her pussy and ass was too much. She grunted and moaned and came again.
“Fuck, I’m so hard, baby. I need. Let me inside of you.”
“No. No, Leather. I’ll help you,” she said and closed her legs and when she sat up he pulled her against his chest and grabbed her hair and head and plunged his tongue into her mouth. She felt how large and solid he was. A soldier filled with muscles. His gruff along his cheeks chafed her inner thighs and now chafed her cheeks and mouth as he ravished her. She started to push him to his back but instead he stepped back, undid his pants and stepped from them. He fisted his thick, long cock in his hand and she licked her lips, slid off the bed to her knees and grabbed on to his thighs. She slid her hands up and down them, stroking along the side of his balls and cock.
“Fuck, baby, please don’t tease me. Please follow through,” he said and ran his fingers through her hair to grip it so he could watch her suck him down. It aroused her that she did this to him. Made him desperate. It made her feel empowered and in control despite the chaos of this out of control situation.
She licked along his cock and slowly started to suck him down. Inch by inch she teased him then lifted up, almost releasing him to the bulbous head. She sank back down and then increased her speed and the pressure.
“Holy fuck, baby. Holy shit.”
“I know, Leather, she’s incredible. That mouth is fucking incredible,” Walker said and caressed her shoulders, took position behind her and ran his palms up and down her spine and then to her ass.
She felt Walker’s fingers dip into her cunt and she bobbed up and down on Leather’s cock and then he smoothed her cream along her anus. When he slid a finger into her ass, while gripping her other ass cheek with his large palm possessively, she came and sucked harder, faster.
“Fuck, she loves this. She loves a finger in every hole.”
“Fuck yeah. Here I come, baby. Swallow me. Let me know you couldn’t wait to taste my cum,” he said and she did. She swallowed him and licked him clean as Walker pulled fingers from her cunt and ass and kissed her back and her shoulders. When she lifted up, Leather hugged her to him, her cheek against his hip and cock.
“Why are we not making love right now? What the fuck is going on?”
“It’s a long story,” Walker said. “But there isn’t a boyfriend, she just doesn’t want a ménage,” Walker told him.
Leather pulled back and then lifted her up to put her on the bed. He ran his palm along her thighs and then climbed up and lowered her down to her back.
“Talk to us. Tell us what the hell is going on.” He stroked the tattoo on her hip and squinted. She covered his hand with hers.
“That tattoo is all mine. Not for a man, for any boyfriend.”
“But it’s a Marine symbol?”
“My father was a Marine, and I was, too,” she said.
“Let’s get dressed and go into the other room,” she suggested.
“Let’s not,” Leather said and eased his palm along her belly and gripped her hip where the tattoo was, while laying one of his thick, hard thighs over her thigh between her legs, keeping her restrained to the bed. “I like you like this. Completely naked, no place to hide anything. Let’s keep it honest and real. Talk to us and make us understand why you don’t want a ménage.”