Dwyer, Dixie Lynn - SWAT Team Two and Miss Robin Hood [The Men of Five-0 #2] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) (18 page)

She placed her hands on the tile wall and let the water caress her shoulders as she hung her head. She couldn’t fight the disappointed feeling of being used. Why didn’t she fight them off? Like she would have had a chance.

* * * *

Logan watched Melissa as she pressed her palms against the shower wall and let the water hit her voluptuous body. He could see how tense she was, but his focus was on her beauty. He admired the toned muscles in her arms as they flexed against the wall accompanied by toned shoulders and a firm back and the way her ass curved out perfectly. Even the cheeks of her ass had the best little curve to them as they met her long, thin thighs. She was perfection, and he couldn’t stay away.

When he approached her, he pressed the palms of his hands above hers on the wall, letting his torso and cock softly touch her ass and back. She didn’t stir or act surprised by his presence. She had sensed him way before he entered the shower.

Logan kissed her neck where Vince had bitten her. She let out a small gasp, and then he rubbed his erect cock against the crevice of her ass as he slowly pumped against her.

Reaching one hand down the wall and under her arm to her breast, he found her nipple hard and aroused, and then he pulled gently on it.

“I missed you, Melissa.” He inhaled her scent and wrapped his arm around her waist. “You smell so good. Did you miss me, too?” he asked.

“Yes.”

Logan used his leg to spread her legs then rubbed his hand from her breasts over her tight abs to her pussy. When he pressed a finger between her folds, she pushed her ass back and moaned.

“Are you wet for me, Melissa?”

She nodded her head, and he lifted his thigh, raising her ass as he bent his knees.

He fisted his cock in one hand and held Melissa around the waist with his arm as he pressed his cock near her pussy from behind. He pretended that he couldn’t find her cunt, and when Melissa took his cock in her hand and pressed it to her entrance, he knew she craved it, too.

Slowly, he pushed forward, and she lifted her ass and bent closer to the tile wall so he could penetrate her fully.

In and out, with careful, deep thrusts, Logan made love to Melissa. He didn’t fuck her, he didn’t worry about giving it to her good, and he just focused on the feel of being inside and connected to his mate.

Her quiet moans of pleasure hardened his cock and brought him to near orgasm sooner than he was ready to allow.

He focused on her beauty.

He kissed her neck and palmed her breasts as he thrust up and into her.

“You feel tight and warm and perfect, Melissa.” He meant those words, and he meant to tell her that he was never going to let her go. He realized that no matter what she had done or no matter how hard she tried to push him and his brothers away, that they would come back for her and get her.

He could feel her body tighten and the signs that she was about to orgasm, so he increased his thrusts. She kept her palms against the wall and it drove his beast mad with possessiveness and power. Whether she knew it or not, it was a show of submission to allow him to take her from behind as she kept her palms against the wall and her body open to him. The way she looked, the way his cock felt, buried deep inside her as the water showered between them and his balls hit her ass causing a sloshing sound to fill the shower, all embedded in his mind. He would remember this moment and their connection both physical and emotional. Harder and harder he increased his speed as his eyes focused on her neck and his brother’s mark.

She moaned louder and louder until finally Logan thrust deeper, and together they exploded just as he bit into her shoulder next to Vince’s mark. Melissa screamed, and Logan had to hold her up as the after-effects nearly overtook both of them.

* * * *

Melissa felt herself weaken in Logan’s embrace. She was dazed at what just took place between them. At least she felt as if it meant something, but aside from him biting her, he didn’t appear as affected as she was. He turned her toward him, and before she could get a good look into his eyes, he covered her mouth with his own. He kissed her thoroughly. She rubbed her hands all over every bit of him she could, from his shoulder-length hair, his muscular shoulders and neck to his sides, and his ass. It was like touching marble with a slight layer of human skin over it. When he finally released her lips, he rose up to full height, and she realized just how big he actually was. Her breasts lined up closer to his belly than his chest. As if sensing her sudden fear and reservations about their size difference, Logan lifted her up so that she straddled his hips as he held her against the tile.

Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. They were a deep chocolate brown and had bright green specks inside of them.

“You keep looking at me like that and we’ll never make it to breakfast.”

Breakfast? Come to think of it, she was feeling kind of hungry. But what would she wear?

“I don’t have anything to wear,” she whispered.

“Vince is taking care of that. Although I don’t think you’ll be needing anything to wear for the rest of the day.”

She felt herself blush at his words. Then reality began to hit her.

“I can’t stay, Logan. I have responsibilities.”

He crinkled his eyebrows. “You’ll stay until we release you.”

“I can’t, Logan. I have my kids to care for, and my aunt has an appointment.”

“Celine is taking her, remember?” he shot back at her, and her heart hammered in her chest. He had heard her conversation with Celine before. Oh God, did Melissa give up any information during that phone call? Panic sunk in.

“You look a little guilty, Melissa.” He slowly let her down and turned off the water in the shower. When they emerged, Frankie stood there, hair wet, fully dressed and holding a towel for her. He threw the other one at his brother but held her gaze. It didn’t take a genius to know that they were upset with her.

Frankie pulled her into his arms and lifted her up to carry her to the bedroom.

* * * *

After thoroughly drying her body and her hair, Vince walked in carrying some clothes. He placed a green military tank top and a pair of boxers on the bed.

“We’ll be downstairs waiting,” Vince said, and they walked out of the bedroom.

Melissa let the towel fall off her body, and she stared at the boxers and tank. Pulling the tank top on, she realized it was more like a muscle tee than a regular tank top. Her breasts were large, and this was a new tank right out of the bag. But it was still one of the men’s. The tank reached her knees and looked more like a tank dress than a top on her. The boxers were way too big, so she opted to wear just the tank. They had seen her in less, anyway. She took a deep breath and slowly walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

* * * *

They waited in the kitchen. Jake cooked a bunch of food, and the rest helped put out plates, forks, napkins, and glasses for drinks. They were extremely hungry, and wolves needed lots of nourishment, especially after sex.

They all stopped what they were doing the moment they heard Melissa approach.

Jake felt his mouth drop at the sight of her. Through their link, his brothers added numerous comments about how sexy Mel looked. Their woman was a knockout. She even made an ugly military-green tank top look sexy. Her abundant breasts appeared as if they would pour out of the sides of the top. Her shoulders and arms looked toned and sexy. She clasped her hands in front of her and placed her hair behind one ear as she avoided their gazes. She looked shy and innocent, as if their stares embarrassed her.

The tank top was baggy in front of her and just reached about an inch above her knee.

It was Frankie who walked over to her first.

“Damn, dancer, I’ve never seen anyone look as good as you do in that tank top.”

“It’s kind of big,” she whispered as he took her hand and slowly turned her around.

“No boxers, huh?” he teased then caressed the material over her backside.

“They were way too big.”

“This will do just fine,” Frankie whispered, pulling her into his arms and kissing her. She felt nearly breathless by the time he released her. That same hunger began to build up inside of her. When Frankie released her lips, she felt another set of hands on her hips. Jake. She knew it was him, but as he leaned his face over her shoulder and inhaled against her neck, she felt relieved. It was odd. They had only left her alone for ten or fifteen minutes, tops. How did she become so needy for their touch?

“You smell real good, Mel,” Jake whispered as his kissed her neck and rubbed his cock against her ass. Immediately, her nipples hardened to tiny pebbles, and the hunger grew.

It was Sunny who walked in front of her next. He placed his hands on her hips then caressed her body, being sure to cup her breasts and tease her already too-sensitive nipples. She closed her eyes and exhaled as her insides coiled up tighter. Jake pulled away, and Vince took his place, catching her as she swayed from Sunny’s touch. Sunny cupped her neck and head with his hand, leaned down, and kissed her thoroughly.

“Now that’s the kind of ‘good-morning kiss’ I can get used to,” he whispered before releasing her.

Melissa’s heart hammered in her chest every time they mentioned any words or indication of this thing between them lasting or extending. They couldn’t be serious.

Vince’s arms wrapped around her waist, enveloping her body in muscle. It was a good thing that she loved a man with muscles because these men had them everywhere.

“Where’s my good-morning kiss, Mel?” Vince asked as he inhaled her scent against her neck and hair. She was starting to get used to men sniffing her and touching her constantly and the way they inhaled her scent and responded to her body’s reaction to their touch. She felt the moisture leak from her pussy.

Vince turned her body around so she faced him. He locked gazes with her, and she saw his desire. He smiled softly then kissed her lips as he rubbed his hands over her ass.

Melissa heard someone clear their throat, but she wasn’t sure who it was.

“Time for breakfast,” Logan stated firmly, and Vince released her lips then took her hand. She thought he would lead her to the empty chair next to Jake, but instead, he walked her over to Logan and the empty seat between him and Sunny.

Even while sitting, Logan towered over her.

Vince stood her in front of Logan then walked away leaving her standing in front of Logan helpless. Her heart beat rapidly as she locked gazes with a very intimidating and fierce-looking man. His shoulder-length hair was shiny and beautiful. She had the urge to run her fingers through it, but it appeared that Logan was in charge. A move like that could cost her. Instead, she stared right back at him, waiting for him to speak.

She kept her distance until finally he spoke.

“Where’s my good-morning kiss?” he asked in such a demanding and superior tone she felt conflicted. Part of her wanted to give him more than just a good-morning kiss, and part of her wanted to challenge him.

Slowly she walked closer to him. Unlike the others Logan didn’t reach for her or pull her into his arms and kiss her. He wanted her to show the affection, the desire, and surprisingly, Melissa had no problem with that.

His legs were open as he sat on the stool. She walked between them and slowly reached her hands out to place her palms against his waist. She rubbed along his ribs then his chest, holding his gaze. His nostrils flared as he looked her over from cleavage to neck.

Melissa looked down and saw the rung under the stool. She stepped up on it, climbing between his legs as she ran her fingers through his chocolate locks. She felt her heavy breathing. She felt the need to taste Logan and the desperate need for his touch.

She leaned closer. She held his gaze then kissed his chin, his neck, and then his cheek before finally reaching his strong, determined lips. He was a superior man. Melissa acknowledged that with every ounce of her soul. All the Valdamar brothers were superior, strong, and perhaps invincible. As she kissed him, she waited for his touch and to feel his hands around her waist. The anticipation overtook her actions. She climbed higher onto his lap. She kneeled on his rock-solid thighs as she held his hair, tugging it and pulling it while she kissed him thoroughly.

Finally his hands touched her thighs then slowly moved under the material of the tank top to her ass cheeks. All the brothers had such large hands and thick fingers. They knew how to arouse a woman. They had her pegged immediately and knew just how to touch her. He squeezed her ass cheeks, and she moaned into his mouth. Without thinking, she began to thrust her hips against him.

That’s when she felt his fingers against the crevice of her ass caressing the too-sensitive pathway to her pussy. Logan pressed a thick digit into her cunt, and she gasped from the impact, her body oversensitive after all the men thoroughly kissed her and touched her this morning. It had been too much.

“Fuck yeah, Mel,” Frankie stated from across the table.

Logan pulled his mouth from Melissa’s, lifted her up by her hips, and placed her right on the island next to the food. She gasped from his abrupt move and panted as she saw his eyes glowing like never before. The sound of plates moving and the men doing things behind her weren’t important to her. She wanted to know what Logan planned on doing to her next.