Page 25 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 2

Not in the sense that I wouldn’t enjoy my nights with her. Because there was nothing about being with Kylie that I didn’t adore. I had oodles of fantasies for the nights when it was just us. The woman was fierce. Braver than she gave herself credit for, and looked like a walking, wet dream. She was seductive, with an eagerness to try whatever kinky shit we thought up.

Kylie was fucking irresistible.

And dangerous.

Because I had feelings for her. The rest of the guys did too. Although mine were still evolving. And yet, I was so fucking jealous that she was spending the night with Axel. I wanted to hoard her all to myself. Which was insane. We shared plenty of women over the years. I sure as shit had enjoyed taking her sweet pussy with Mateo earlier.

He and I had only done double pussy penetration a handful of times. Honestly, a part of me wanted to eliminate the woman between us and fuck him. It crossed lines though. Lines I doubted I would ever venture across, because I couldn’t lose him.

But with Kylie between us, it was mind blowing. I could fuck him with her between us and Mateo wouldn’t bat an eye. And I wanted to possess her—both of them, but I would settle for just her.

Would she come between us? In all the years of sharing women, none had. Except, none were Kylie. She was different from the others. Unique even in her ability to turn our heads and hold our attention this long.

What drew me in was her spine of steel and tender heart. After everything she’s been through, she could have turned bitter. Instead, she had this core strength and desire to take care of others.

Was it any wonder we were all falling for her?

We’re retired Marines. And she was exemplifying traits needed to be a Marine.

It was sexy as fuck.

Shaking myself out of my quandary, I checked our course heading. We were sailing southwest until morning. Then would alter our route and sail south for two days before swinging around and heading northeast.

Glancing at the radar screen, that damn ship still trailed us. Unease spread through me. I didn’t like it. It could be nothing, but the way it trailed us felt off to me. Personally, I thought we should stand and fight. Only we didn’t know what kind of firepower Santos had on hand. For all we knew, he could blow us out of the water. We had weapons to defend ourselves and the yacht, if necessary, but I didn’t want to risk Kylie’s life on it.

Axel spent the better part of today setting up weapon stations on every floor. Mateo had messaged his contact to gather infrared motion sensors for us in addition to the computer tech he needed. We would install those sensors on deck for added layers of protection. That way, while we’re docked in Seattle or anywhere else, we could get some shuteye without fear of being caught unaware.

A hand gripped my shoulder, and I jumped, reaching for the firearm in the holster at my waist. Shooting an angry glare over my shoulder, I snarled at Gideon. “Make some fucking noise next time. I was about to shoot you.”

“It’s not my fault you weren’t paying attention.” He shrugged with an arched glare.

“Not paying—” I sputtered and then gritted my teeth. “Is there something you want?”

“Yeah. Shift change. It’s five and you need to get some sleep.”

I blew out my breath. Sleep would be good. Sleeping with Kylie would be even better. But I didn’t get to do that until tonight.

“The boat’s still following us. It’s kept the same distance and heading.”

Gideon’s features darkened, and he scowled. “Got it.”

“It could be someone other than Santos.” I knew it was a longshot. But fuck, we all needed a hot minute to get our new bearing. Kylie needed time to heal as did I, but the arm was just a scratch as far as I was concerned. We needed to gear up for the next steps if we had any hope of bringing Santos down.

“Do you believe that enough to bet her life on it?”

“No. But command needs to get off their asses, and send in an assist on this one. Have them tip off the coast guard that there’s a boat in distress or some shit.”

“That’s not a half bad idea. I’ll contact command and float it by them. Now get some sleep. I need you back on deck to relieve me at one. You’ll be on until nine. And then you’ve got a free night.”

“With Kylie.”

“Yes. But we might want to consider giving her a night off to—”

“Not tonight,” I growled. It was my fucking turn. I wasn’t giving it up unless she asked me to stand down. And I wasn’t above seducing her if she was on the fence. My need for her was too great to deny.

“I meant after the four of us do a rotation through her bed. We might want to ask if she would like a night off.”

“Only if that’s what she wants.” While I wasn’t sold on the idea, mainly because it would add an extra night when I couldn’t be with her, I knew it was selfish. But fuck it. I wanted to be with her. It was hard enough not being able to touch her as often as I wanted. Again, making me a greedy motherfucker. But so be it.

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