LOGAN SEAL Team Seven (Book 2) (10 page)

“Oh fuck yeah, tight hot pussy.” We were both gone, I was working off whatever the fuck was going on in my head and I’m guessing she’d been having sweet dreams or some shit because her pussy was hungry as fuck. She was taking me in deeper than usual at this angle and my dick was a happy camper, I hit the rubbery surface of her cervix and that’s where the fun begun.

Her scream was more like a growl and her body shook uncontrollably as she spasm all over my cock. I wasn’t even close to finished, so I let her ride her shit out before fucking into her hard again, over and over.

“I’m going to fuck your pussy raw, then I’m gonna eat you ‘til you cum again and again.” That set her off again and she squeezed my cock. I pulled out and latched my mouth onto her pussy so I could drink from her.

She rode my face as I ate her out from behind, before kneeling behind her and slamming home. “Ugh, Logan, so deep.” She arched her back and pushed he ass back, spreading her legs wider to take more of me. I like this shit. The sheets were literally torn off the bed as we fucked each other and I still hadn’t cum.

It was going to take me a while; it usually does when I get like this. When she wound down from her third or fourth orgasm I pulled out and put her on her back with her legs over my shoulders and her pussy tilted up for the dick.

My dick was extra hard as pre-cum dripped down onto her pussy lips. I opened her cunt with my thick cockhead and slid in nice and slow, feeding her half my dick while she whimpered and moaned. “I’m going into your belly.” I warned her one-second before fucking the rest of my dick into her. She was bent double with her arms pinned above her head, total submission. I attacked her tits with my teeth next, leaving my mark behind as I suckled her hard, going from one plump nipple to the next.

My dick bored into her like a battering ram as I fucked out my frustration and anger in her. She stayed with me every step of the way letting me know she wanted to be fucked hard.

She did some kind of gymnastics with her pussy and put a crimp in my shit. “Fuck!” I came like a fountain in her pussy and damn near killed her as I pounded out my lust on her poor little body.

I let her legs drop, but I didn’t pull out, just laid on top of her with our lips locked together and my dick dripping the last of his offerings inside her deep wet cavern. I didn’t want to leave her and she wouldn’t let me go, so we stayed like that until we started fucking again, into the early morning light.

Chapter 11

CONNOR

I woke to a strange sound and hit the floor running when I realized what it was. My heart was in my lungs and I was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

“Danielle, baby, what the fuck?” I barely got the words past the fear lump in my chest. I moved towards her slowly, not sure what the fuck I was supposed to do. I’d never seen her SICK. I knelt on the cold hard marble of the bathroom floor where she was already sitting leaned over the toilet.

“Did I hurt you last night?” I tried to replay everything I’d done in my head, I hadn’t been any rougher than in times past. Yes I was a little fucked up because of what we were beginning to suspect about the commander’s death, but I wouldn’t have hurt her.

She was shaking her head and holding her tummy, looking green as fuck. She used the last of her strength it looked like, to flush the toilet, before I picked her up. I helped her get cleaned up and she just folded into me with her head on my chest.

I held her there with a hand behind her head while I tried to understand what was going on. I hurt because she hurt, but in a few seconds I was gonna switch to pissed if I didn’t get some answers. Not pissed at her of course, but pissed at some fuck. I take good care of her so she doesn’t get sick. I load her up on natural vitamin C and shit.

“Baby talk to me please; what’s going on?” I felt her head and neck but she wasn’t hot. She fucking groaned like I’d twat punched her and sent my ass into panic. “Connor, don’t move so much.” What the fuck, I wasn’t moving. I shushed her the best I could and lifted her in my arms.

“I’m taking you to the doctor.” I laid her on the bed and had to count to ten before I could get myself under control. She looked pitiful. Her skin was clammy to the touch and she grabbed her tummy and did that groaning shit again.

“No Connor please, I don’t need the doctor. Just let me lay here for a little bit and I’ll be fine I promise.” Her voice didn’t sound like she was going to be fine and I wanted to yell and scream like a little bitch.

When she started crying I was done. I climbed onto the bed as easily as I could and tried taking her in my arms but she balked. “What the fuck.” I pulled my phone and sent out an S.O.S to my brothers, this was some team shit. I remembered to cover her up in time as I heard their feet running from all directions outside. They came through the door like they were expecting an invasion.

“What is it, what’s wrong?” Of course Logan led the charge. Cord had the kid there with him and at my raised brow he sent him out of the room.

“Go wait out there kid.” He pointed to the general area of the living room. “You leave this house the lion Connor keeps in the backyard will eat your scrawny ass.” The kid bleated like he really believed that shit.

“I don’t know what’s wrong she’s sick.” I think I was about to fucking cry. Last night when I came in she’d been asleep. I’d been out of my head a little I admit, what with Tyler going off the rails before I could reel him in, and thinking that these humps had ended the old man. It was a lot to take in all at once.

So when I came to bed and pulled her under me, I may have been a little more than she’s used to. I replayed the first, second and third time I fucked her and couldn’t see where I’d fucked up. Could it have been when I had her on her hands and knees? That was the last time and I was the roughest then I think, but only because her pussy fucking owns me when we’re in that position and all I can think about is getting deeper inside her.

But she was right there with me, egging me on, begging me to do her harder, faster. Now my brothers were standing in my fucking bedroom looking at my dying woman because I was such a fucking pig. I wanted to tear the hair from my head, but I couldn’t move because it seemed any kind of movement hurt her.

Gaby came rushing into the room with her hair still wet and her shirt buttoned all wrong and shit. Lo tried to snag her but she evaded his ass and headed for the bed. Dani picked up her head and looked at her and the two women shared some kind of look that us men didn’t know what the fuck.

They reached out to each other and Gaby climbed on the bed on the other side of her and took her hand. “Careful, don’t shake the bed.” I didn’t even look at Lo to see what the fuck was going on with him. Brother or not, I’m pretty sure he wasn’t too pleased to see his woman on a bed with another dude no matter what the circumstances. “Okay everybody out, you too Connor” I gave Logan a look after his woman had lost her damn mind.

“Bro, handle your shit.” I love Gabriella and all but she’s fucked if she thinks I’m leaving my woman like this. He started calling her over. “Babe come on, get outta there.” She just looked at all of them lined off in my bedroom as if ready for battle. Ty was looking pissed as fuck like he just needed an excuse, any excuse to start blasting some shit. Dani started that groaning shit and then the two of them started whispering to each other. “Gabriella swear to fuck, if you know what’s wrong with her you better tell me.”

“Con.”

“Fuck that Lo, if she knows…” Gaby leaned over and whispered in my ear. I didn’t mean to jump off the bed.

I pointed my finger at Dani who was looking close to tears. “You’re with child? You’re going to be uncles.” I was in a state of shock when I turned to my brothers with the news. It took their thick asses a minute to get it before the backslapping and congratulations kicked in. I turned back to her and knelt next to the bed this time.

I’d heard stories about morning sickness; apparently this shit was vicious. “I’m sorry Connor.” She was a mess.

“What, why?” I was a little slow it seemed because I had no idea what she was talking about, why would she be sorry? If she…no asshole don’t go there. “Because you weren’t ready I thought…”

“Shh, shh, of course I’m ready, I told you so didn’t I?” Gaby climbed off the bed and headed for the door, but I wasn’t paying her or the others any mind. “Come on boys let’s go find something to eat.” They all left the room, but Ty was soon back with a Ginger ale. “Gaby said this should work for now.” He was whispering like we were in church.

I was still kneeling at the side of the bed with her hand in mine, not sure what to do next. I wanted to be inside her again, that’s what I wanted, I don’t know why the urge, the need was so strong. I helped her sit up to sip her drink, and miraculously she seemed to transform after a few sips of the shit. “You okay now? I’m gonna have to have a talk with my son about this making his mama sick business.” I smiled to try to ease the tension in my chest before placing the almost empty can down on the nightstand.

We sat like that for a while whispering to each other as the news sunk in that I was going to be a father. “Is this real baby, you’re sure?” She nodded her reassurance against my chest that was already swelling with pride.

I told her about all the things I was going to do with my son. All the things his uncles and I were gonna teach him. She was looking and sounding better already, and my dick was on the hunt. Looked like she had the same idea too.

“Do you think you can do me real soft so the others won’t hear?” She nibbled my fucking ear. What the fuck was she carrying in there, Damien? She was like a whole new person. I looked from her to the door and back before going over to close and lock it.

She pulled her nightgown, my t-shirt, off over her head and laid back with her legs spread. I didn’t know what the fuck, but I was going with it. “No don’t Connor, just come inside me, I need you inside me.” She wouldn’t let me warm her up. “Fine.” I wasn’t sure about this shit but I went with it because that seemed like the thing to do in this situation.

I just simply pushed my boxers down and released my cock to slip inside her. She was warm and wet but I didn’t have time to think about how the fuck she got that way because her pussy grabbed me and sucked me in. I couldn’t pound fuck her the way I wanted to because of my son, and because of the six nosy fucks inside my kitchen.

“Fuck baby, your pussy’s hot.” Damn I never felt anything that good in my life, hot, wet pussy. I stroked into her nice and soft as she dug her nails into my ass. We had to keep our voices low and so I buried my face in her neck, closer to her ear. “Does that feel good lil mama?” She pushed her pussy harder onto my dick and moaned into my neck.

“Yeah clench that pussy for me. I want to feel you cum on my dick.” Her body grew hot and her pussy gushed. “I’m gonna fuck you all day, they’re gonna need a crowbar to get me out this pussy.” I was on some sort of high I realized. I was going to be a dad, me and Dani had made a baby. Fuck, just the thought had my sap rising. I ground into her harder, lifting her leg around my hip to open her up more for my long dick. She was taking me like a champ this morning, her pussy nice and pliable.

“Fuck I’m cumming already, cum with me.” I made sure she did by placing my hand between us and circling her clit with my thumb. I had to catch her scream in my mouth when she went off and bathed my cock again. My eyes crossed and my back locked up as I emptied what felt like a gallon of my seed inside her. “Yes Connor, fuck me.” Oh shit.

Chapter 12

LOGAN

I stood off to the side and watched her with my arms folded as she puttered around Connor and Dani’s kitchen. I gave each one of the ungrateful fucks sitting at the table the death glare to let them know there will be consequences if they made her feel bad about her cooking. I wasn’t sure what she could do in the kitchen since she’d been playing it shy up until now, but whichever way it went these fucks had better not hurt her feelings or I’ll shoot their asses.

“Ty you fuck sit down.” He was hovering like a starving orphan. At least he wasn’t looking like murder central any longer, shoulda known his greedy ass would be like this. He just grinned at me like a simpleton but I wasn’t sure I trusted that shit either. The kid was acting like he was stuck to Cord’s side and my brother for once wasn’t trying to get away, weird. He caught me looking and shrugged. “Kid’s got brains, you should see what he can do with a piece.” I just lifted my brow at him but he interpreted that shit easily enough.

“I wasn’t worried about him trying anything, I could snap his neck without blinking.” The kid swallowed hard and I realized I didn’t even know his name.

“Did you get a name at least while you two were bonding?” what the fuck was going on around here anyway? “Davey. His family lives in that little pink and blue house on the edge of town.”

We’d all seen the place, who could miss it? There was a garden out front that looked as big as the place itself, and though the place was sagging a bit, the general upkeep was good. It was the unusual color in the middle of all the other brick houses that made it stand out though, and gave the impression that some very unique people lived there.

“Your parents gonna come looking for you?”

“Ma’ll be at work, she leaves early so she probably doesn’t know I never made it home, but sis might.” That seemed to scare him a little. “Afraid of your sister are you?” He nodded as his eyes went towards the platter of pancakes my woman was bringing to the table.

“Fuck that smells good.” I forgot all about the kid and his fear of his sister as I watched the others fall on the cakes like hungry wolves.

“Oh fuck, you’ve been holding out.” Tyler gave me the stink eye as Zak reached for a couple to plop on his own plate. “I bet Lo the fuck knew she could do this.” He closed his eyes and sighed as he chewed on the buttermilk pecan pancake. I was smiling like a proud papa at her and she beamed from ear to ear. She didn’t need words to tell her how they felt about her cooking, the grunts and groans not to mention Devon stabbing Quinn in the hand with his fork when he reached for the last one on the plate was enough.