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backward to greet his cock, Stryker nodded.
    Lance fed her his cock, his hands supporting her head as she bobbed eagerly. They should’ve thrown her curious—but sexy as hell—ass out. Neither of them ever did what they were expected. Perhaps that’s why they got along so damn well. They’d landed in the same unit of the military and fought alongside one another in more covert operations than Stryker could count.
    Being brought into The Brigade had been an even bigger rush. This place fit like a second skin—a pleasurable release to the raging adrenaline and rampant memories he battled each night.
    Jane moaned softly as he alternated his thrusts from slow to hard. She’d look hotter than hell flat on her back with a spreader bar between her legs. Trussed up to the maypole he had spread along his private dungeon’s floor, she wouldn’t do much except lie there and experience him fucking her every way imaginable.
    Few of the Brigade Masters played with the trainees in their private quarters. All resort rooms provided a secluded dungeon, small but fully stocked with any accoutrement a new submissive could need. The only problem Stryker had with those quarters was the hidden security cameras.
    He and Lance were in charge of security for Brigade Enterprises. They both took the task very seriously and had outfitted every nook and cranny of the massive BDSM resort with enough cameras to wire a small country.
    He had no intention of his guards watching the play he and Lance would have with this saucy submissive. No way in hell. Anything beyond this scene would be conducted in private. He didn’t give a shit where that private was.
    “What the fuck could you possibly be thinking, man? Jane deserves your undivided attention.” Lance chuckled. “I think she needs to fly.”
    “Indeed.” Stryker focused on the hot pussy clenching his cock. Running his hands along her waist, he bent down and massaged her clit.
    Her hips moved backward and pressed her harder onto his cock. The little sub thought she could avoid an orgasm. How cute.
    “We’ve got control issues to address, Jane.” Stryker pressed her down until her clit made contact with his thumb. He massaged gently. “Your orgasms are ours to control. The sooner you learn that, the better this will be for you.”
    Jane growled against Lance’s cock.
    “Don’t make me put a mouth guard on you. Neither of us would enjoy that.” Lance ran his hand across her shoulders. “Relax and take it, sweetheart.”
    Stryker rubbed her clit harder and fucked her pussy with the same rhythm Lance used on her mouth. Her fingers flexed and clenched in the restraints. Her body tensed, her pussy clenched his cock. “Time to fly, Jane.”
    Lance withdrew quickly. Her screams of release made Stryker’s balls tighten. There was no way in hell he was losing this sweet little ass. No way in hell. He focused on the weather, perimeter security upgrades, anything to detract from the sweet pussy taking his cock better than he could remember a submissive taking it.
    Her mouth was filled once again. Determination gripped Lance’s features as the man watched Jane take his cock eagerly into her hot mouth. Stryker had every intention of knowing exactly what her lips felt like around him.
    Whoever this was, she was in for a long night.
    “Fuck.” Lance thrust one last time into Jane’s mouth and stilled.
    Stryker growled his own release shortly after. He withdrew from Jane’s pussy and thrust his fingers into her. “One more time.”
    She remained obediently still as he thrust two fingers into her hot channel. Already tension coiled in her limbs and encumbered her breathing, shallow bursts somewhere between a gasp and a moan.
    “Look at Master Lance, sub.” Stryker swatted her ass. “Don’t break eye contact until I make you come.”
    The command seemed simple, but he suspected it was unimaginably hard for the sexy woman gripping his fingers as she silently battled her oncoming release.