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Mighty Men With Weapons

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“Darby Winslow has always been crooked.”

“Like father, like son,” Nate said, pausing and redirecting his focus. “So he wants rid of Donovan? I might understand why someone like Shoemaker would want to hide his son’s lover, but why does he want us out of the picture?”

Colby’s color drained from his cheeks. He released Karen, and at the same time, she said, “Colby knows Winslow, too. Don’t you, Colby?”

Nate felt a sudden tug at his heart, and Colby backed away from both of them. She continued. “Nate, you’re the loose wire in a ticking time bomb. You haven’t slept with Winslow, or if you have, Shoemaker doesn’t know about it.”

Colby clenched his fist and glared at Karen. She was, in Nate’s best estimation, two minutes shy of taking her last breath.

“Nate?” he narrowed his gaze.

Nate shook his head. “I don’t know him. I know about his mental illness, something about lost loves and things I’d never understand.

Outside of hearsay, something I don’t have time for, I don’t know anything about him.”

Karen looked satisfied. “Then the only explanation for the contract on you is the one I first assumed, anyway.”

Nate and Colby locked gazes. Nate didn’t pray much, but right then he decided to ask for a simple favor. He didn’t want her to reveal why his name was up for grabs, why his number had suddenly been called and a hit existed just for him.

Smugly, she said, “Admiral Shoemaker believes you’ll kill anyone and everyone associated with the death of one very important person in your life.”

“No one is important in my life, so I don’t think you have grounds for such a theory.”

“It’s not a theory,” Colby corrected. “You and I both know the truth. If anything ever happened to you, I’d kill the son of a bitch who took his shot.”

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Nate swallowed tightly. Maybe he should remind Colby of the recent attempt on his life and the gun Colby recently pointed at his head.

He couldn’t look at Colby. Everything he didn’t want to say, Colby expressed without hesitation or warning. There was most definitely a legitimate reason Colby hadn't taken his shot when he had one, if he gained one, at the restaurant. Maybe their distorted feelings for one another explained why they avoided personal contact at every corner since their arrival in the islands.

Colby Carrington was the love of Nate’s life. Oddly enough, their love remained untarnished by the separation of months or the miles placed between them. If anything, their feelings grew stronger. Now, with everything out in the open, all he could think about was the one person he wanted to protect. But first, he needed to fuck him, and he intended to screw him right.

* * * *

Karen saw the sexual tension building. Then, she saw it crumble around them. The self-control of two hard and ready males deteriorated right before her very eyes.

Colby took one step and then another. Nate backed away only once. Then, as if a dam broke free, Colby went to him. Nate clasped his hand around the nape of his neck, and fireworks would’ve paled in comparison to the explosive beginning.

Their mouths met. No, they more or less crashed together.

Tongues and teeth, licks and nips. Good Lord, she’d never seen anything so erotic in all of her life, and she’d witnessed a lot.

Nate Francisco was going to fuck Colby Carrington right there on the sandy beach of Mangaia. She couldn’t have orchestrated such an event if she tried.

All she could think about as Nate fumbled with Colby’s belt was how hungry he looked. Damn if she hadn’t been right about him.

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From the moment she met him, she suspected the truth. A dark lover, one controlled by mediums even those he trained under couldn’t pinpoint, Nate went after what he wanted, and no one stood in his way.

Karen knew the real reason Admiral Thomas Shoemaker wanted Nate out of the picture. Colby was only half right. Shoemaker wanted this Nate, the beast, unleashed. The lust driven, famished male, the kind of man who took what he wanted and feasted for hours on end, Nate was without a doubt the kind of lover Shoemaker craved.

The smacking of lips was sexy enough for show, but heaven help her when the men stepped out of their shorts and stripped off their shirts. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do then. She longed to join them, participate in the experience, and indulge in the festivities of a reunion apparently delayed for one reason or another.

Nate tugged at Colby’s cock, and as she’d heard—and God help her, she’d listened to one recording after another as Darby Winslow described his encounters with Colby—he was, without a doubt, huge in size. Colby mumbled something against Nate’s lips while both men stepped out of their shoes and away from their fashionable clothes.

Nate only gave her a sideways glance. “Join or watch. I don’t care either way.”

Observing didn’t hold any measure of appeal unless they included her in the throes of the penetrating action. Too much heat existed in the air to simply go play in the water and pretend not to notice the sex on the beach.

Undressing, Karen gaped at the two men. They touched one another intimately, like each caress was one they’d carry with them long after they left the islands, assuming they’d leave there at all.

Nate, an obvious top—and she read a lot about gay

relationships—slowly pulled at his own cock while toying with Colby. They dropped to the sand, and Colby’s arms flew around Nate’s neck.

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Rolling across the white ground, Nate was on top and then on the bottom.
Rolling, rolling, rolling.
They seemed to wrestle like two boys frolicking around for the first time. Their cocks touched, their hands clasped, and Karen crawled over to join them, feeling like an intruder, a lover imposing on a situation she refused to leave unattended.

To her surprise, Colby and Nate both included her, and they did it with finesse.

* * * *

Colby never loved anyone, only Nate. He’d never known love at all until Nate saved him from unimaginable circumstances in a deserted POW camp. Then, Nate nursed him back to health in a way he never expected. Colby knew from the moment he first met Nate that his life was forever changed. Then, as quickly as he found and loved him, he lost him.

Now, together again in the middle of an open lagoon, tumbling across the sand with the warm waves lapping over them, they made out hard and wild. Even the experience of adding Karen, an additional partner, brought new life back into a romance that never fizzled, certainly never died.

“Ah, Nate,” Colby muttered, bracing himself over him and licking his full lips. Nate’s strong hands were at his back, his fingers kneading him, working out the kinks and knots days of estrangement brought.

Then Karen’s tongue dueled for the right of stealing one kiss. Her mouth landed next to theirs. Colby tilted his head to the side, afraid to abandon his primary lover for the strange kiss of a female.

Karen pissed him off by revealing more than he wanted Nate to know, but Colby owed her this. She revealed his secrets, and her chosen words led them straight into unbridled passion.

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When she moaned into the kiss, Colby passed her off to Nate and he came unglued. The controlled soldier slipped into the role of an expedient lover. He fisted her hair, holding her long locks off of her shoulders and then pulling her back in order to stare at her breasts.

A wicked smile curved her lips, and she said, “Don’t tell me. You don’t like these?” She broke free of Nate’s lips and cupped her shape, raising the full mounds enough to draw in the approval sought and quickly gained—Nate’s lingering stare.

“I prefer cocks,” he said, holding Colby’s dick and twisting her right nipple until she moaned in a sweet cry.

“Be nice, Nate,” Colby whispered, but Nate most likely ignored him. He had stars in his eyes and Colby noticed right before he kissed Karen again.

Her mouth opened, and her tongue drew him closer. Between their hot bodies, Colby felt Nate’s hand drop lower, manipulating a woman’s pleasure, drawing out sensual whimpers.

Colby and Nate clasped hands. Colby reached for his lover’s hard penis and remembered. Oh, God, how he remembered how it felt to hold him, stroke him, and, hell yeah, let him take his wild ride while bucking against him stroke for stroke.

Karen shifted, and when she did, Colby turned the tables. He placed his hand at her hip and gave her a quick push under his body.

Towering over her, he kissed her again. His tongue inched between her lips, and he explored the sensuality of a woman, the way her kiss was delicate compared to Nate’s harder, rougher one. At the moment, he craved a little of both. The hot heat he only felt from a man, and the gentle contour of a female mouth, smooth and soft, added a nice touch to his reunion with Nate.

A few minutes of groping and Nate stood behind him. Positioned at his ass, Nate’s hands went to his middle back and then lowered a few inches. He pressed the balls of his hands into Colby’s flesh.

Karen’s legs opened like she knew what to expect. Colby inhaled her arousal, the spicy, honey rich smell of a ready woman waiting for sex.

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Karen’s eyes closed, and she caressed between her legs. Toying with him, she dipped her fingers into her cunt, and he watched.

Heaven help him, he noted the way she brought about her own pleasure and was turned on by the show.

Nate reached around his waist and gripped his cock. He threaded Colby through his closed palm, up and down, twirling and twisting, pulling and yanking until Colby thought he might explode. Then Nate’s pre-cum leaked onto his hip, and he whispered. “Let me have you, Colby. I want what belongs to me.”

He was right. He’d always belonged to Nate. From the moment he pulled him from the dilapidated shack in the middle of the hell hot desert, Colby was, without a doubt, one hundred percent Nate Francisco’s merchandise.

Colby pushed Karen’s hand aside and plunged into her wet walls, arching his back at precisely the right time. Nate held onto Colby's hips and inched into his bottom, pressing a little harder once a secure fit locked him in place.

“Oh, God!” Karen cried out as they all rocked together. Colby’s strokes were uneven when Nate first pounded into his ass, but soon he found a stimulating rhythm. He hammered wildly into her vagina, never changing his pace, and matching the one Nate set for all of them.

“That’s it,” Colby said, dropping his mouth to Karen’s chest. “Let him have us.”

Nate shifted his weight and used his knees to spread Colby’s thighs. Colby, in turn, moved a little deeper, stretching Karen all the more.

She moaned then, and her breathing changed. Her short, clipped nails scraped across Colby’s hairy chest. She dug deep in an apparent attempt to temporarily scar him with her claws.

Nate pumped harder and faster until he gained the momentum he sought. Colby plunged deeper and deeper into Karen’s pussy, marveling in the way Nate took him from behind.

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Everything was perfect until another man entered his mind, one sexy and fantastic male, the kind of fellow who could take a good fucking and still want more. Donovan Collier was the missing link he and Nate needed. Grinning at the woman beneath him, he imagined Karen might have agreed too.

Biting back the excitement in discovery, Colby watched the twisted expression on Karen’s face as her climax drew closer.

“Harder,” he snapped over his shoulder, tightening his ass and trying to hold onto the cock grinding in between his globes.

“Ah, shit, Colby, hold still,” Nate complained, but Colby understood. Nate would lose his release faster than ever before, and Colby would later tell him why. Nate missed him. He could deny his feelings all he wanted, but the truth drizzled from his tip, and the words of endearment should have spilled from his lips.

Resting his forehead on Colby's back for a minute, Nate’s orgasm was thick and hot upon arrival. The jet of semen propelled into Colby's ass, and Colby closed eyes, savoring the fluid filling his body.

What Colby had reason to fear became his accepted reality. Nate once again snatched a place in his heart.

Nate placed his palm on Colby's back and shouted, “Come now.

Damn it, Colby. Give me what I need.”

Colby’s strokes changed, too. Nate stayed in charge, and the way he pushed higher and deeper guaranteed he found his fulfillment.

Karen whimpered when another orgasm took her, and her shapely hips rolled forward.

“Don’t move,” Colby ordered.

Then he ripped right into her with a thrashing fuck she’d probably never forget. The reuniting of lovers turned into a celebration and in a sense, Colby owed Karen his gratitude.

Karen Whitaker’s days were numbered. She didn’t have many remaining if Admiral Thomas Shoemaker marked her as his enemy.

Why not give her the fuck of a lifetime? It might be her last one. Then again, they could offer her their protection. He’d leave the details to Ebook piracy is stealing. It is a federal offense.

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Nate. Ah yes, Nate knew how to take care of the more important matters.