SEAL Team Zak and Tyler

Chapter 6: ZAK

They were tougher to crack than we expected, and had an overblown sense of themselves, but we got what we wanted. We hadn't expected them to fold too easily. Whoever was in charge would've chosen the best for the job.

He had to in order to keep it running this smoothly for this long without any fallout. I worked them over in both body and mind until I had them just where I wanted them, and we knew which of them could be easily separated from the herd. Now all I had to do was some homework on our boy, and put the screws to him later.

They were feeling pretty good about the fact that they hadn't named any names, but they'd given us plenty without even realizing it. All in a day's work! I left the rest of them to clean up that s**t and headed back to the house where I'd told her not to leave.

I'm gonna have to tag her soon, because I did not want to come back one day and find her ass gone. Her stint in the marines was up. I hadn't had a chance yet to find out what that was about.

All I cared about was the fact that there was nothing she had to do stateside that she couldn't do from here as far as I could see, and this time I wasn't taking no for an answer.

Like I'd told her, she couldn't get off the compound without me knowing, unless one of my brothers betrayed me, and I knew there was not even a remote possibility of that s**t happening.

I quickened my pace the closer I got to the house, suddenly ravenous for her again. My d**k perked the f**k up at the thoughts in my head, of what I was gonna do to her. I heard the water running in the shower when I hit the door and smiled.

A shower sounded real f*****g good right about now. I stripped on my way to the master suite and left my clothes where they fell as I made my way to her. I took a hot second to enjoy the view of her in my shower.

I let the sweet feeling rush through me, before pulling the door open and stepping inside behind her. My arms went automatically around her waist and pulled her back into my already hardening c**k. She stiffened up a little before relaxing under my hands.

"Umm, my soap smells good on you." I buried my face in her neck and sucked as I rubbed my already leaking c**k into her ass. I let my hand drift down her middle to between her thighs and sunk three fingers inside her p***y.

"You were almost virgin tight when I f****d you earlier, you said you're not rushing back to a man, but I've gotta ask. Who did you f**k when you were gone?" My other hand came up and around her throat without any conscious thought on my part. When she didn't answer a red haze started to form and my fingers tightened. "Red..."

"No one, I swear, no one...you?" I felt her body tense as if expecting a blow. That's one thing about her; she can never hide from me, her body gives her away every time. She might put up a good front, pretend she doesn't care, but I know better.

"No, no one." Her body relaxed again and I hid my smile in her hair before going after her neck with my teeth again. I don't know what it is, but I've always got a kick out of marking her while I f****d her. I loved knowing that other men could see my stamp on her; it was like tagging her p***y for the world to see. The world or any other d**k that thought he stood a chance.

There were no words needed when I bent her over, put her hands flat against the marble walls of the shower, and surged into her from behind. All without releasing the hold I had on her neck with my teeth. She went up on her toes and spread a little, not much, just enough to make it easy for her to take the pressure.

She moaned and shook on my c**k and I hadn't even started yet. Her p***y, that glorious pink meat between her thighs gripped me like it knew me, like it was waiting for its owner to come claim it again. "You ever let another man inside you I'll kill you." She came on my c**k and flung her head back on my shoulder, her mouth turned up for my kiss. That's what I like, when she gets loose and freaky, I can do anything I want with her when she gets like this.

I fed her my tongue and gave her a little time to play before taking it back and sucking hers into my mouth. She f****d herself on my c**k hard as I concentrated on teasing her clit with my fingertips, while playing in her mouth.

"I wanna f**k you everywhere, it's been too f*****g long." I pushed her forward so that her arms were braced against the wall and her ass was pushed back against me. I held her hips in my hands as I started to f**k.

"Twelve inches for one little girl." It never ceased to amaze me how she was able to take all that d**k in her tiny p***y. Vanessa has a big personality, but she's a very tiny person. She tops off at five one, red on blue, and skin so milky white I used to worry about her burning to a crisp in the desert.

Now I f****d into her nice and slow from behind as that ass that had attracted me like Pavlov's dog from the get, pushed back into my belly. My hand fisted in her hair as I pounded into her sweet cunt hard and deep. I had to wrap my other hand around her middle to hold her up when her orgasm ripped through her. "That's it, show me how much you want this, c*m on my dick."

"Zak, Zak..."

"Right here baby right here, let it go." She was close to tears as her body went into free fall. I felt her insides quiver and her limbs begin to shake. "No one else, ever." I couldn't bear the thought of anyone else having this with her.

How the f**k had I convinced myself that I could spend the rest of my life without her, without this? The thoughts in my head went straight to my d**k and instead of easing off so she could enjoy her orgasm, I sped s**t up and f****d her through it.

She was really up on those toes now and all that could be heard beneath the sound of water hitting the walls was the slap-slap of our hips as I piston in and out of her.

I was riding high in her p***y, hitting her spot and beyond with each stroke until she started doing that whimpering s**t I remember. It's a cross between f**k me harder, and please take it easy on my poor p***y.

I'm one of those sick f***s who like a little pain with his pleasure, and once I found out she liked that s**t too, it was a match made in heaven. At this angle I was going into her belly, she used to say I was pressing on her ovaries. I listened for the little p***y hurt sounds she makes because that usually lets me know when I'd gone far enough.

"You've got a lot to make up for so don't even think about telling me to stop, two f*****g years." What is it about this woman that can flip me on a dime? One minute I'm lost in the p***y and the next I'm pissed the f**k off because she'd destroyed us. I doubt she knew just what the f**k she was getting herself into when she decided to come here.

Or did she expect this? Maybe I was looking at this thing the wrong way, only time will tell. I finally heard that whimper in her voice that told me it was time to pull back.