Since then, he'd been attributed the blame for more terrorist acts than any man before him, but always he stayed in the shadows. No one knew where he was or who was hiding him, but it stood to reason that he must have friends in very high places. There was no way for such a well-known wanted man to have stayed so well hidden all these years without the help of some very influential and powerful people. "The Sudan." Fuck I knew there was no way we were gonna pass this shit up. The chance to bring down the world's leading terrorist. He'd evaded us and the others who'd come before us for all these years. The only one we'd missed, though, we were only in on the tail end of that deal. By the time our team had formed, they'd already moved onto the new kid on the block. There had been some assholes on a par with the Fox, but none could ever quite take his place. My mind was already on the fact that I had to leave her. Logan had a hard-on for Khalid; he hates t
VOLUME TWO: SEAL Team Seven Book 1 "Babe, move that ass faster. I'm close; stop fucking around." I had to grit my teeth to keep from shooting too soon. I even smacked her ass to get her going, but she was in one of her moods. My poor boy was hanging on for dear life; we'd both grown accustomed to her trying to one-up our ass, but I'm all man, so she's never gonna win this fight. She's playing dirty this morning, though, the little sneak. She kept teasing me, moving her hips around and around in circles, then lifting up slowly before dropping down hard on my cock. The sensations were unbelievable as my cock pushed up into her. Looking up at her as she pulled on her nipples, head thrown back, her flat stomach concaved as she rode me for her own pleasure, I grabbed her hips and tried moving her the way I needed so I could cum. She's been teasing me for a good half an hour now, and I had no doubt it was to get back at me for the torture I put her
I've been playing it loose and fancy-free in her pussy since I took her cherry. There was no threat of disease, and the question of breeding her was of no consequence since she'd practically booked the wedding hall. As far as she was concerned, we were already hitched, so who was I to argue? I dripped the last few drops of cum inside her before pulling her head back so we could share one last kiss before we both headed for the shower. "What's on the agenda for today, babydoll?" She gave me a rundown of what her day looked like. Now, this was not idle chatter bullshit; I seriously paid attention to where she was going and whatnot because of what was going on in the town, things that she knew nothing about. I didn't want her going into any dangerous situations. I signed off on her plans, which were mostly wedding shit. I lathered up my hands and washed her body as she stood in front of me. Her body was truly a thing of artistic beauty. High firm tits that were th
The fact that she loved me made life a hell of a lot more bearable than it had been before. I didn't have the best of childhoods; my mother was a truck stop waitress who got knocked up by a trucker who used to come through town and sell her dreams. Until the day she told him she was pregnant, and she never laid eyes on him again. As a kid, I spent lots of time alone. Being raised in a small- town, people didn't follow the same tenets as big-city dwellers. No one thought too much about a young single mom leaving her five-year-old son alone while she went out to make a living during the summer months when school was out. That kid learned a lot about the streets at an early age. The old guys who hung around at the local bar didn't have any problem teaching him the facts of life. When most kids my age was learning to read and write, I was learning the ins and outs of a hard-knock life. Mom did the best she could. I don't hold anything against the old girl. In fact
"You fucks ready, let's roll." They were lined off like sentinels outside in my yard, waiting for me. I ignored their disrespectful smirks and grabbed the cup of coffee Connor held out to me. It was his turn for breakfast again, I guess, then again since he'd brought Dani home, I don't think any of the others had seriously taken up cooking duty again. It was sexist, I know, but I preferred a good home-cooked meal prepared by someone who knew what the fuck they were doing to a half-ass job by one of my brothers. The bra burners could go fuck themselves. Gabriella was shy about cooking for them for some reason, but I wasn't about to push her; she'd come around when she was ready, or the fucks could eat take out when it was our turn. "We were waiting for you, bro damn, it's getting harder and harder to get a move on these days. Those of us who aren't leg shackled would like to get the day started at a decent hour, you know." Quinn was always the other one startin
Tyler is my wild child. He and the Commander had shared a close relationship; we all did, but Ty is everybody's problem child, and we tend to keep them closer than most. If these fucks tried to blemish the Commander's name in any way, I'm pretty sure I'll have a hard as fuck time keeping him from going rogue. "The money, it's got to be about the money we moved." It was a fuck load of money that we'd found in an account Dani's ex Robert and that Rosalind woman had set up using Dani's name. Quinn was still monitoring that shit to see what popped off, but so far, nothing. We all knew that with that kind of money involved, it wasn't gonna go down that easy, but it was a risk we'd had to take to smoke the fuckers out. I just thought we had more time, damn. Connor looked back towards his place where Dani was just coming out the door. She looked over and waved with a bright smile, then my door opened, and Gaby came prancing out. "Handle that Con. The rest of you know what to d
We sat around in my kitchen all day working out strategy. It might've seemed like a bit much to anyone looking in from the outside, but we knew that every little thing meant something. You learn that shit fast when you were in the thick of battle, returning enemy fire, and your heart went out to the kid you saw trapped in the middle of the crossfires, only to see that same kid detonate when one of your fellow soldiers go to help. A couple episodes of that shit, and you learn to be overly cautious about every damn thing. Outwardly I was cool; I had to be. I'd learned a long time ago that the boys followed my lead. It wasn't something that we were conscious of, but it was the truth nonetheless. If I were in a shit mood, they'd pick up on it, and that could sway the day for everybody. So if I let on that I was more upset by the caller's innuendo, then for sure, they would be too. So I had to keep that shit close to the vest until I knew what was going on. Then I was gonna
"Okay, Candy spill." I dragged her through the door after I'd spied her coming. I guess the guys had given her the day off because she was carrying her bag, and the whole lot of them had descended on the old plantation house like the feds. "Lordy, Gaby, let me clear the door at least damn." Like I had time for that. Dani and I have been on pins and needles ever since we were given our staying orders. It was gonna take me a while to get used to this mess, but with Logan, there was no choice. Nothing I tried could sway that man from his path; he's as mule-headed as one of my grandpa's old bulls. I have wedding shit coming out my ears; first, he curtailed how many hours I could spend running around, with his be home before dark dictate, and now he's pretty much put me on house arrest. If I didn't love him like crazy already, I'd brain him with something for even thinking he had the right. "Don't nobody got time for that shit? What's going on over there?" Dani came
"Unghh." I love the way she grunts when I pound her. She gripped the sheets so hard I thought they'd rip, but I didn't stop battering her pussy with my steel-hard cock. Her legs shook and almost gave out on her when I changed up and went in on an angle. "Mine...mine...mine." Oh yeah, it was one of those moments. That shit came out of nowhere and hit me like a freight train. Next thing I knew, I was biting into her neck like a wolf with his mate, marking her on the outside as I scalded her pussy inside with hot jizz. Ever since she'd told me about the baby, I've been hard. Each time I think I'm done with her, my dick stands up, and I have to fuck her again; it's some kind of phenomenon. I dropped down on the bed beside her, puffing like a steam engine coming into the station. "Your pussy is gonna be the death of me." She crawled onto my chest, and I held her close and kissed her hair. "You still mad?" "Yes." She didn't say anything for a long t
I got my belt and went in search of her ass when she didn't show. I wasn't quiet when I opened the million and one doors in the place or when I walked through the closets. I must've known I was gonna end up with a princess because what the fuck did I need with walk-in closets as big as the damn bedrooms? "Gabriella, front and center, now." Not even a peep. It took me damn near ten minutes to find her. Her ass was in a cubicle in my closet. "Get outta there." I snapped the belt that I had folded in half. Her eyes were glued to the leather, and she wasn't looking like she was about to climb outta there anytime soon. "Did you hear me?" she opened her mouth, about to scream. "You do that shit; it'll only go worse for you, now get your badass out here and take your licks. You wanna do the crime, do the fucking time. How many times must I tell you? If you're not willing to bear the consequences, don't do the shit that's gonna get your ass beat." "But we were only try
A quick glance showed me that none of them was the one we were looking for, but they were definitely military, the hair, the build, the carriage; all dead giveaways. I looked back at my quarry, who was sweating profusely and not looking too sure of himself. She was crying and shaking, but I couldn't take that shit in right now; I had to save her life so I could wring her fucking neck for being stupid. "Give me my woman." He looked around at all of us and his two mates, who were beat to fuck. "No, everybody back off." He started backing up in a panic. "Don't do tha...well fuck." She screamed loud and hard when the blood sprayed all over her face. Cord had gone for the hand with the gun instead of the head, which was just as well because I wasn't sure how we would've explained that fuckery. I didn't go near her right away because now that the adrenaline was kicking, I was beyond pissed. The asshole was writhing on the ground holding his wrist, but
"So here's the deal, we have got to find out what's going on down by the water. So far, we know squat, and this affects our lives as well." Dani and I and our new friend Vanessa were sitting around drinking coffee while the menfolk were out and about doing who knows what. "I don't think that's such a good idea, and whatever you're gonna do, I can't know about it because I ought to know better." "Oh, come on, Vanessa, you're like one of them. If you go with, you can be our protection. Besides, we're not doing anything, just going to see what they missed." Dani wasn't looking too sure either, but I knew how to bring her around. I had to work on this Vanessa person because Logan had left her here with us, knowing him she was supposed to be more watchman than pal, but later for that. I have a wedding coming up in a few short months, and all this cops and robbers mess was interfering with my program. "They don't even have to know we went anywhere. They left
The night wasn't turning out to be half bad. Everyone seemed to be having a good time except Ty, who seemed to be grumbling in his beer. He had his eye on Vicky the whole time even though he was slick about it, and thank fuck; she had ignored my little upstart's suggestion that she dance with the next man who asked her to. I wasn't trying to get kicked out of the only decent watering hole in a ten-mile radius. So it didn't look like Ty was gonna fold tonight, but there was still a lot of fodder for my shits and giggles. Like Dani trying to convince Con that it was okay for her to have half a glass of wine, and him having a conniption, funny shit. Or the way Cord was mooning into his mug like he'd lost his best friend, good times. "It's already late." What the fuck? Vanessa's raised voice came out of left field. "I said you're not going, and that's final." "Who made you the boss of me, Zachary? I can go where I want when I want and with whom I
For some fucked up reason, the kids didn't wanna leave; the female especially seemed the most reluctant though she tried to play it off. I noticed she was no longer breathing fire, she seemed calm as fuck compared to when she first arrived, and I wondered what the fuck Cord had said or done to her in the past few hours to tame that beast. I introduced Gabriella to Vanessa, which helped to calm her ass down a little, but she still clung to my arm like she was marking her territory. Even though we'd checked and double-checked the area, we were still careful as we headed out of town. We rode in three vans funnily enough with three couples in one and then two and two in front and behind for security. Zak and Vanessa still hadn't said fuck all to each other, but I noticed that he'd been quick to jump in the truck with her when she followed the girls. The night was the usual balmy clear skies with a nice breeze, and the women were acting more excited than the rest of us like
She opened her mouth to speak from her place on the dusty floor in the middle of us, but I held my hand up. "Before you open your mouth to lie, I think you should know that we know a lot more than we did last time, and if you bullshit me, I will let one of these fucks slit your throat since we know these guys killed our Commander." Her eyes gave her away before she opened her mouth again. "I had nothing to do with that; I was just the scapegoat for the money thing." Her eyes were even more afraid than before, and I felt the shift in the room. It was one thing to suspect and quite another to have verification. Con moved to stand next to Tyler, but I wasn't sure he was the only danger. She might not have offed the old man herself, but she was in bed with the fucks who did it. "Tell me everything you know, from the moment they contacted you to now." She swallowed hard and looked around for an ally; there was none to be had. Right now, I might be the only thing keeping her
Vanessa gave the signal for us to open the gate, and we all stood around as it slid back to give her entrance. She stopped in the middle of us and hopped down with a big grin. It had been some time since we'd seen her, almost a year, I think, if not more. However long it was, it was way too long; she was good people. "Lieutenant." I walked over for a hug and, at the last second, hoped like fuck that Gaby wasn't spying on me from somewhere in the house. If there's one defect in my baby, it's her wide jealousy streak. She doesn't give a fuck who it is, and no amount of explanations work when she gets that shit in her head. "Captain, it's good to see you." I patted her back and released her before my Tasmanian devil came running to put her down. I hadn't told her too much about what was going down, just that we were expecting a visitor, and I expected her to show her all the hospitality due a guest. Gaby, like I said, gets her hackles up when there's a female involved, a
"For the love of fuck, Ty chew." There was no question that dinner was a huge hit; she'd really outdone herself. There wasn't an unloosened tab in the place. She had the biggest fucking smile on her face, and that's all I cared about, though I could wish the wildebeest at my table had some damn manners. "What's for dessert?" I closed my eyes and counted to ten; there's no point in trying to control his greed. She got up from the table and headed for the kitchen, and I got up to go help her. "Cap, sit your ass down, no hokey pokey while I'm waiting for dessert. If you're anything like Connor, we will end up waiting half an hour while you do who knows what in there, and some things just don't taste the same cold." "Ty, learn to cook or, better yet, find a woman who can, that way, you don't have to worry about what goes on in my kitchen." "Ooh nasty, I'm just saying." He wasn't fazed by my tone, not even a little bit. I ignored his dumb ass and went in search of