Final Strike

  “We are lucky men,” Thane whispered and caught her mouth in a kiss. They tasted different but were both like a drug to her, she couldn’t get enough.

  Dario stepped behind her and cupped her breasts, pulling her back against him until she found herself trapped between them again. One of his hands let go of her breast and wandered down until he found the juncture between her thighs. His smooth fingers stroked her folds gently while his other hand plucked at her breast.

  The love flowed between them and any doubts she had went right out of her head, how could she ever think they wanted her to choose, they belonged together, and the way they moved with confidence showed her they were on the same page.

  Thane broke their kiss and grinned down at her. He pulled her hands above her head and wrapped them around Dario’s neck behind her, pushing her breast up in an invite. Thane dropped his head and suckled one of her nipples, using his teeth to tease and tongue to excite her already hard bud. Dario turned her head and captured her mouth, his kiss now demanding, and his breathing harsh. She couldn’t stop her moan when Thane sucked her nipple.

  They laid her on the bed, Thane and Dario stood above her looking in their fill at her spread out for them. They both undressed quickly and she wanted to laugh at their obvious excitement. She stared at their large cocks and her mouth watered, even never having done it before she had the urge to taste them. They must have seen the intention in her eyes because they both shook their heads.

  “This is for you,” Dario whispered.

  “You are no fun,” Mel pouted and laughed.

  But when Dario crawled to her side and captured her breast in his mouth she wasn’t laughing. Then when Thane pulled her legs apart, spreading her wide for him, she didn’t find anything funny. It was all encompassing, the feelings she had. They were everything to her.

  Her body shook with need and Thane dipped his head and ran his tongue through her folds slowly. With Dario sucking her breast and Thane at her pussy, Mel couldn’t put a thought together, so she just felt. They worked together, playing her body like a violin. She felt Thane insert a finger as his tongue flicked over her clit. She moved a little and Dario lifted his head and cupped her other breast. With lust in his eyes, he lowered his head again. She couldn’t stay still, running her hands over Dario’s back and gripping Thane’s head between her legs. It felt right.

  Thane drank her essence and lapped until she gave him more. Slowly and then fast, until her breath was ragged from wanting. “Please,” she whispered and Thane laughed against her clit.

  “What do you want, sweetheart?” Thane growled and licked her again slowly.

  “I need you in me?” Mel said and Thane all but growled as he heard her words. She’d waited so long for him—them

  She felt him move and then he pulled her waist up a little, so her breasts were up for Dario, and her hips were on his thighs. She wanted to scream with joy when she felt the head of his cock enter her. But Dario had chosen that moment to kiss her. He leaned over to the side to give Thane room, but didn’t leave her, instead stole her breath and kissed her while his friend claimed what was his.

  Slowly Thane pushed his cock into her until he was fully seated. Mel was getting impatient and moved her hips, undulating up to take him fully inside her as far as she could get him. He gripped her hips and she readied herself. He was large but she was hot and needy.

  “Is this what you want?” Thane growled and Mel whimpered and nodded her head, pulling her mouth from Dario, and yelling her agreement.

  “Look at me,” Thane demanded and she opened her eyes and stared at him. He leaned over her a little and smiled. “Are you ready?”

  “Please,” she whispered again and he pulled out of her and slammed into her quickly. “Yes,” she cried and held on as he took her. Their joining was frantic and amazing.

  In and out, he thrust until she thought she was going to fall apart, the only thing holding her together was his arms. She gripped his shoulders and met his thrusts while trying to breathe. With every pass, he hit her sweet spot and she began to feel the tingling in her pussy. She was so close, and moved faster.

  Thane gripped her hips and then moved with her, thrusting until they both screamed their release at the same time. Thane collapsed a little and she smiled and hugged him. When he pulled out of her and fell to the side, she turned to Dario, who had watched them.

  “That was so fucking hot,” he said and she smiled. “Can you do that again?”

  Mel nodded, she could because for some reason the passion was flaring in her, her body telling her that she wasn’t done. Dario pulled her on top of him and smiled. “You go at your pace.” He smiled, not wanting to overwhelm her.

  Damn it, they are amazing, she thought.

  Mel straddled him and put her hands on either side of his head while she slowly sank onto his erect shaft. He was just as big as Thane and she moved slowly, feeling each and every ridge of him. It was a powerful sensation to be in control of a man like Dario, and Mel was going to take advantage of it.

  Once he filled her, she leaned forward so her breasts were rubbing his chest, giving her the tickling sensation of being touched by his hair. She was beautiful, Mel held his eyes as she moved slowly, up and then down. When she leaned over to kiss him she felt his hands grip her waist and urge her to move faster.

  Mel chuckled and then moved slower, teasing him. She pumped slowly as she brazenly explored his mouth with hers. She began to feel lightheaded as the passion began to build again. She moved her hips so she brushed her clit with his pelvis. Pushing up a little, she moved, and he gripped her hips, pushing up into her. Soon she was breathless yet again as she felt a climax begin, her pussy throbbing and squeezing him as it exploded.

  Dario shouted his release as she moved, wringing out the last bit of pleasure before falling onto his chest and closing her eyes. She was barely aware of them moving and shifting her, cleaning her between her legs and then curling up with her and falling asleep.

  All she felt was peace, and she was too tried to put into words what she was feeling but she would tell them when the time was right. She loved them and after tonight, she was never going to let them go.

  Part Two

  The Truth Will Set You Free

  “There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way, and not starting.”

  Buddha

  Chapter Eleven

  The next morning the trio was woken with a phone call. One of the men had found several orders over the last month that didn’t make sense so they called. After quick kisses and promises for a better morning after later, they went to the meeting room.

  The order was the stuff needed to make a bomb if you knew how. Why would Amani have it delivered like that? Thane thought and then wanted to slap himself on the head, so no one would put two and two together. Somewhere she was planning to do something. Now the cat was out of the bag so to speak, anything was possible.

  Thane and the others looked at the people who were attending the meeting Amani was going to. The list was the ‘who’s who’ of the philanthropist world, as well as many retired diplomats who were influential in helping small underdeveloped countries that needed it. Dario had already expressed that he thought his mother was dangerous when she was cornered. The threat analysis showed that it would be the prime place for something to happen. He decided to make the call.

  “We believe she is using the meeting as a place to make a statement,” Thane explained to the Commander on the phone.

  “What type of statement?” the Commander asked.

  “A deadly one, she knows this is it, her reign is coming to an end because we are on to her,” Thane said.

  “I will start the phone calls. Do you have proof?” the Commander said.

  “We have what we need to get her out of the country, but what she is actually planning, we are still digging,” Thane admitted.

  “I will be here,” the Commander said.

  “W
here are we on finding the leak?” Thane asked.

  “I am being briefed in a few minutes, they wouldn’t tell me on the phone,” the Commander said. “I will let you know.”

  The Commander hung up the phone and looked around his office. Things were coming to a head, and he was more than ready to get this over with. Once the bitch was in custody, they would finally be able to put to rest the shit that had been going on. But they needed solid proof and so far, they didn’t have it.

  When they called an hour ago and told him they were on their way with the person’s name who betrayed them, he had been relieved and angry. The only thing they told him was that it was someone in his office. It pissed him off to think that one of his handpicked people were the ones to blame. He had waited to tell the team until he had a solid answer.

  There was a knock on his door and he called out. “Come in, Maureen.”

  “Sir, there is something wrong,” Maureen said loudly and he stood and walked into his outer office. There stood several members of the military police, guns out, and ready. The head of the security detail that he ordered to find the leak.

  “Major Thomas, what is going on?” the Commander barked.

  “We found your leak,” the Major said grimly.

  He turned and looked at the woman who had run his life for the last fifteen years. “Maureen?”

  He saw the tears gathering in the woman’s eyes. She turned to look at him and said, “I’m sorry.”

  The phones in the comm center began to ring ten minutes later. Thane turned and raised an eyebrow as every single line lit up. Drake was the first one to answer.

  “NO FUCKING WAY!” He stood and yelled, looking around the room wide eyed and finally he found Thane’s eyes. “Maureen Skolfield.”

  Thane felt like the ground shook as Drake announced the name of their leak. Maureen had been the backbone of the SEAL community for as long as he could remember. She was like the honorary grandmother of the base. Everyone knew her, everyone loved her, it couldn’t be true.

  “Who is that?” Thane asked.

  “Security Forces Office,” Drake said briskly and then began to talk to whoever had called and warned them. The rest of the team was fielding phone calls from others who apparently had witnessed security taking Maureen out with handcuffs.

  “Do we need to go?” Gage said. His second in command knew with the level of security Maureen had, she would have been able to give access to a lot more than their secrets. This could create a problem so widespread the military may never recover.

  “Yes, let me see if I can find out where we are going,” Thane said grimly. They needed to see if the Commander would even have access to the interrogation. She’s been his secretary, they may not allow him to be there. They could be questioning him as well. The thought made Thane turn cold, they needed the Commander.

  Thane called the Control Center; he was relieved when the Commander came on the phone. “LC, you need to come in, now.”

  “On my way,” Thane said and turned to see his team standing behind him. They looked at him with a worried expression. “The Commander wants me to come in.”

  “Not alone,” Gage said firmly.

  Thane sighed, “Not alone, Gage and I will go. You guys work on seeing if you can figure out when she started giving info.”

  Gage followed him out of the room. As they walked down the hallway, he said, “This is going to hurt.”

  “Ya think, this is worse than if the Commander himself was the leak,” Thane said grimly and they prepared themselves for the worst.

  “I didn’t mean for anyone else to get hurt,” Maureen cried loudly.

  Commander Greese stood stoic in the back of the room listening as the woman he trusted with not only his life but every single man who was under him. She had betrayed them all.

  “What information did you give them specifically,” the lead investigator said grimly.

  “Whatever they asked me for,” she whispered.

  “Which was?” he asked.

  Maureen looked up and stared at the Commander in the eyes. “I was just so angry, you have to understand, I lost everything, and this man came to me and told me what I needed to hear. He said Oscar’s death meant something, my husband’s death meant something. Thane and the others came back from that mission, but not my son. You, Norman, came home when my Julio didn’t. And this mission was a joke, the man you took into custody was innocent, someone else held the reins. Just the same as the mission where Julio died right, Norman, that mission was supposed to be simple as well.”

  The Commander finally lost it, all this time. “How do you know? What information do you have the military doesn’t? I will not stand here and let you make this about me or the uniform…”

  “Commander,” the investigator said warningly. “Mrs. Skolfield, I will ask you again, what specific information did you give to someone on the outside.”

  “Everything,” Maureen yelled and slammed her hand down on the table. “I gave them everything I could. You needed to learn a lesson, you are not God. You don’t get to pick and choose who you send into harm’s way, they are all vulnerable. The man you took had powerful friends, men that knew things.”

  The Commander took a step back and felt a cold sweat wash over him. She had access to a lot of information over the years; each mission that had gone wrong was in the forefront of his mind. Had she helped give the enemy locations of missions? Had he sent them into a trap, all the men who they had lost, was his blinding trust in his secretary what contributed to their deaths?

  “Did you give information about the mission where Team TEN lost men?” the investigator said and the Commander saw the answer before she had even uttered the words. He closed his eyes and shook his head, not wanting to believe she would have gone so far.

  “Yes, I gave them the information,” Maureen screamed and cried.

  “Who is your contact?” the investigator asked.

  Commander Greese opened his eyes and looked at the woman who sat in a chair meant for criminals. He needed to focus and hear this. There was noise from the hallway and he could almost feel the rage coming through the door. Thane was here, and he was arguing with the men stationed on the door. The man turned and looked at the Commander and then nodded his head.

  Commander Greese walked to the door and opened it slightly, murmured a few words and then opened the door even further. Thane walked in the door and his eyes immediately went to the woman who was crying hysterically now. She looked up and saw the cold unemotional look in Thane’s eyes and she sucked in a breath.

  Thane had never looked at her like that, but she had seen the look before, it was when a SEAL was the most dangerous.

  “Who is your contact?” the investigator said again.

  Maureen didn’t know who to look at, all of the men in the room were looking at her with such hatred and contempt, they hadn’t even thought about what they had done to contribute to this mess, it was not her fault. She felt trapped and opened her mouth to try to explain, Thane must have seen the look because he shook his head and finally spoke.

  “The only thing I want to hear is the name of the contact, I don’t want to hear your excuses, they won’t make a difference to me,” Thane said coldly.

  “Oscar…” she began to say and Thane bellowed.

  “You are not worthy enough to say his name, you bitch,” Thane yelled and Maureen flinched. “Give me the fucking name!”

  “Vince Tobol,” Maureen cried and Thane went completely still, of course, it was impossible, but someone wanted them to know that Vince was somehow tied to this case.

  “Have you ever seen him?” Thane asked with a steady voice.

  Maureen nodded and cried, “We developed a relationship.”

  “Description,” Thane barked and Maureen jumped.

  Thane listened and when she was done, he was satisfied that it was a hired man, but that didn’t mean he didn’t have information. They needed to get him in custody before he found out Mauree
n was under arrest. After getting all the information out of the woman they could, Thane turned and walked out of the room without a glance backward.

  The Commander followed him and he knew Retire General Vincent Tobol would be waiting for them in the conference room. He had been here every morning, working with Intel workers, using his connections to help piece together. One more piece of the puzzle they had to put together.

  Vince stood when they walked into the room. He knew they would find him when it was done. When he came in this morning, he had been told of the recent developments. Hell, he didn’t have to be told, the gossip mill on the base was abuzz with the details.

  “What did she say?” Vince asked when they got close enough.

  “The man who she is involved with and giving information to, used the name Vince Tobol,” the Commander said softly.

  Thane saw the General’s jaw tighten. He would bet he was trying to contain the curses that were on the tip of his tongue. “How do we find him?”

  “We have an address,” Thane admitted. “The local police have been contacted as well as the FBI. We are supposed to wait.”

  Vince glared at the wall and then looked at Thane, “Are they going to tell us really?”

  “It doesn’t matter,” the Commander said and turned to Thane and continued, “Where is Dario?”

  “With Mel,” Thane replied, looking confused.

  “Get them and the rest of the team here, I am fucking sick of this shit. We are going to get the answers we need,” the Commander said. “I know who we need to talk to and can make it happen.”

  Thane and Vince looked in surprise, “Who?”

  “The man who started this all. Javor Dragomir was the man who was taken into custody on the mission where Oscar was killed. He was with the team assigned to his son, Diego Dragomir. If you remember, he escaped, killed Oscar, and went into hiding. They manipulated Maureen with her hatred because they knew who died,” the Commander said. “We need some more information.”