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2024-10-29 19:42:56We didn't have to say why we were upset. It was obvious we were down one member, and while we would have to report and explain; everyone was willing to give us a minute to decompress. It wasn't like we could mourn him when we had been paralyzed and in mortal danger, now that we were safe it came flooding out. The tears, the sobbing, the screams all came flowing out of us as we allowed the emotions free rein. I'm not sure how long we sat there, but it was a good amount of time because the sky was darkening by the time we could move. We slowly untangled ourselves, our bodies stiff. Standing up and stretching to encourage blood flow we trudged inside, knowing command would want to see us, but also knowing we needed to clean up first. It had been a long and arduous day. We moved on autopilot, slowly, methodically. Each of us lost in our own thoughts.
I felt like a robot as I went
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The second he asked if I could handle it I knew it would be good, no scratch that; I knew it would be great. Jason always had an easy way about him, something that made you comfortable around him instantly. The same way in which when I looked into his kaleidoscope blue eyes, his hand around my throat; I knew I could trust him. That I could submit completely to him and he had me, and would watch over me. As he applied slow pressure I felt the lack of oxygen begin to make me lightheaded, then he let go. I grinned, licking my lips and moved in for another kiss."Good girl" he murmured, his teeth once more nipping and pulling at my lips. He pushed me on the bed and pinned my arms above my head with one hand. Straddling me he used his nimble fingers on his free hand to work my shirt up, sliding the material above my breasts, and pulling my bra down. My nipples grew taunt as the air
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His hand slid through my hair, fingertips gently grazing my scalp, slowly moving toward the crown of my head. His hand rested there for a moment before slowly constricting, grabbing a fistful of hair; claiming possession of me. I could not move, not even an inch; startled I looked down into his eyes. They swallowed me whole in their bright blueness, the gentle crinkles of his laugh lines surrounding them. I knew with just that look that I was safe; that he had me in his capable hands. Mind, body and soul. In that moment while I recognized I was safe with him, he recognized he had absolute power over me."It's ready for your mouth to get to work" he said as he pressed himself against me, his rigid cock digging into my leg. I slid down his body slowly, dragging my breasts along his stomach and legs. His eyes clouding over with lust as I did so. I took the tip of him in my mouth,
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I felt a shudder of anticipation shoot down my spine, causing my fine hairs to raise up. The thick braided cord flowing through his fingers with ease. My response was primal, my mouth growing dry and my body flushing with warmth. I grinned widely, knowing I was about to get fucked sideways in the best way."On your back" Jason said, striding toward me, slapping the rope against the palm of his hand. I jutted my chin out in defiance, refusing to obey his command and staying right where I was on my hands and knees."I said on your back!" His voice grew slightly louder, I cocked a half smile at him."Make me" I stated simply. He grinned, his eyes sparkling with glee. He was definitely enjoying this. He climbed on the bed behind me, one arm sn
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The clack of my boots on the tile floor echoed around me. Headed to command, to meet and report to all the higher ups and the government of our findings, I was nervous. Knowing we would have to tell them of Jason's death at the hands of the angel. An image of him popped into my mind unbidden. His smiling face, hand rolled cigarette between his full lips, the barrel of one of his guns lighting the tip, causing a small ember to light. I was not looking forward to this, my body already missing his in a sense; he and I had been intertwined in a way we didn't fully understand once things became physical. Perhaps it was intuition on both of our parts. Not that Liam wasn't amazing, in fact I had taken what Jason taught me and brought it into the bedroom with Liam, and so far it had worked well. Jason straddled the gray area, the space between good friends and lovers; and we kept that delicate balance seamlessly. At first people were co
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Liam wasn't stupid, he knew something set me off. Not that I was trying to hide it. The call wrapped and we spoke with Commander Ryan for a few minutes. Cassi would be joining our team, but first she needed to undergo training and testing, she was clearly elite material though he said. This Kenneth guy though, something bugged me. His manner was way too docile for a fighter, even if he was long-range. Devon had spunk for days and Jason, well he definitely had that ‘something’. This guy? I couldn't sense it unless he was just that talented at hiding it. If that was the case, I would find out soon enough, I always got a better read on people once I met them."Ver, what’s up?" Liam asked after we left. Devon and Todd easily falling into step with us.
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Ch.15Oh? Well didn’t that just make things more interesting. So, Kenneth knew the effect he was having on me, and knew why. Then I would make damn sure I won this. I already knew he was a long-range fighter, which meant he should be weak at hand-to-hand combat. The four of us had headed to one of the arena’s, one of the ones we knew wasn’t used as often; that way there was less of a chance of being disturbed. Whatever he was hiding I would find out, after all; we were going to have to work together. Getting into my stance I put my hand on my scythe, I knew I would be blocking arrows; but once I got close, I was hoping I could overwhelm him. Kenneth took up his place away from me, crossbow trained on me.It happened so fast; I felt the whoosh of air as an arrow flew dangerously close to my face. I hadn’t even seen him move, unsheathing my scythe
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