2. Cognac #2
She didn’t get to finish her question as I slammed balls deep into her, shoving her forward with the power behind it. Slapping her ass, she moaned. “Pay attention,” I chided as I took a firm hold of her hips and hammered into her, grunting with the effort along with how good it felt.
Once she got the gist of things, she was shoving back on me, the sound of slapping skin, moaning, and churning water filled the night air. “Yes, fuck, just like that,” Dax shouted as I slipped a finger in her ass, teasing at the tight bud.
We all knew how much she loved her ass being played with, and it was erotic. Not many women embraced that part of sex or didn’t enjoy it, but our woman couldn’t get enough of it.
“What do you think, loba? Should we see if we can fill you up with a cock back here too? Or maybe two cocks filling this needy hole of yours? I’m sure I can talk one of the guys into sharing space with me to make you scream,” I taunted as I spat on her ass and worked another finger in.
“Just think of how full you’d feel, one in your dripping pussy and two of us in your ass, maybe another in your mouth? ”
Her pussy clenched around me as I talked, letting me know she liked the idea as much as I did.
Just picturing the scene in my head had me almost coming.
Taking my free hand, I reached under and pinched her clit.
“I asked you a question, loba. How am I to make things happen if you don’t tell me you want them? ”
“Fuck yes, I want all my holes filled with as much cock as they can take,” she managed to get out between breaths as I could feel her climax building.
“That’s a good girl,” I praised. “Remember what I said good girls get?”
“We get to come,” she cried as I thrust into her and pinched her clit once more.
The walls of her pussy clamped down on me. There was no way I could resist my own finish. She milked me until I had nothing left to give, filling her with every drop of my cum as I slumped over her back, wrapping my arms around her. “Fuck, loba, the things you do to me are inhuman.”
She let out a huff of laughter as we both took a moment to catch our breath. “You're not so bad at this yourself.”
“Feel ready to go back in and deal with the bitchy agent?” I asked, kissing her neck.
With a sigh that seemed to come from the depths of her body, she nodded. “Yeah, better to just get this over with. Picasso and I still need to catch Eagle up on things too. I’m sure he’s screaming at everyone, mad we haven’t called yet.”
I eased out of her and the smug satisfaction of seeing my cum covering her pussy was immense. “God, now I have to know all night that only your shorts are keeping everyone from knowing what I just did to you.”
She looked over her shoulder with an exasperated look. “Right, and the fact that both of us were grunting like pigs and yelling, fuck yes, wouldn’t clue them in.”
Shrugging, I smiled as I followed her out of the water, slapping her ass playfully just to watch it jiggle before she put her clothes back on. “At least they’ll know I did a damn good job.”
“I can’t with you,” Dax said with a laugh echoing in her words. “You are such a cocky bastard.”
“Yes, yes I am and one that you just so happen to love to fuck,” I pointed out.
There was a plastic cabinet that we kept towels in since many of us jumped into the pool at random times without thinking to bring one with us.
Shaking one out, I wrapped up my woman and secured another around my waist, leaving my shirt off.
I caught her hand, and we headed back to the house, ignoring the eyes of the agents who were waiting for orders in the center of the compound.
Oops, guess I forgot about them.
True to who Dax was, her shoulders were back, head held high, and she gestured to the world to fuck off when one guy dared to whistle at her.
“Thanks for the entertainment,” one guy taunted.
Ah hell, why couldn’t they just keep their mouths shut?
Dax was on him faster than he could blink, pulling the agent's gun from his holster and shoving it under his chin. “I’m sorry, what were you saying?”
“Nothing, ma’am, nothing at all,” he answered, eyes looking like they were going to pop out of his head.
“Learn how to keep your fucking mouth closed, and you might live to see if you get the chance to reproduce,” Dax snarled as she pulled the front of the agent's pants forward and shoved the gun there instead of the holster. “Let’s keep that there until you can learn to respect women and their sexuality, okay?”
The agent bobbed his head up and down, turning a little green around the edges. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and turned her back to the house. “I’m sure they’ve all learned their lesson. Let's get you inside before someone actually gets stabbed or shot.”
“She wouldn’t dare. We’re FBI agents. She would get put in jail in a heartbeat,” another agent blustered.
“For fuck’s sake, can you just let me keep you all alive and get her into the house?” I muttered as my loba slipped out of my grasp. “Void,” I bellowed. “I need backup.”
Out of anyone who could get her to retract her claws the fastest, it was the other bloodthirsty member of our odd family.
Seconds later, the front door was tossed open, and the devil incarnate flew down the steps and scooped our woman up, tossed her over his shoulder, and marched back the way he’d come without saying a word.
Dax, on the other hand, had quite a few things to say.
“Put me down, Void,” she ordered. “That idiot has no idea who he’s messing with. They think they can come onto my turf and start shit?” She raged until the front door cut off her words.
I looked at the man who she’d attempted to go after, and he didn’t look as confident as he once had.
Meandering over to him, I put my hands behind my back and leaned in to tell him a secret.
“You really should thank me for saving your life. One thing I can promise you is never call her bluff or any woman for that matter. You. Will. Lose.” With a wink just to throw him off, I spun on my heels and headed back into the house.
Fucking her senseless had only taken the edge off her temper.
What she needed was sleep, but that was going to be harder than it sounded to make happen.
She’d been running on fumes for two days now, but with Eagle in the hospital and the FBI running around, convincing her to pass out for a few hours was never going to happen.
Best we get shit settled so we can cuddle our woman into submission and all of us can get some rest.