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at her head, they pulled out their cocks and used her body to get them hard again, Trent and Conrad slapping their cocks on her clit, sending them wild with the kinkiness of what they were doing to her, as Brandon and Kane rubbed their cocks all over her face obscenely covering her with their scent, and as Trent and Conrad took turns to fuck her pussy, a few thrusts each before they swopped, Brandon and Kane took turns to fuck her mouth, and Gabrielle was taken from both ends by their eager throbbing and thick cocks in a fevered exquisite onslaught of fucking and thrusting and pounding as they each staked their claim to her, driving her onto receive each of them, to cum on their cocks, filling her with their cum and taking her again and again to orgasm.
     
    Chapter One
    Gabrielle had had the most relaxing time of her life on the spa break they had sent her on four days ago, getting the rest that she surely needed after unending nights of unadulterated sexual acts with the most handsome of men. Little had she known before of the possibility that she could be shown the most devoted love from a group of the most attractive, majestic and magnetic men; it had been like the most erotic and decadent fantasy she could ever have dreamt. She had missed her men.
    On her return to the Club Trent greeted her at the door, his eyes stunningly blue but holding an unexpectedly grave expression as he told her they needed to talk to her. This was not the reunion she had been expecting. He led her by the arm before she even had a chance to take off her coat and her heart sank with the desperate realization that they were going to tell her they had found someone new; that she was being replaced by another more beautiful woman; that this had just been a brief exquisite interlude and that she was now dismissed, no longer required, and she felt sick at the thought that she would never be with them again, never feel their lips on her body, their strong arms around her as they lay her down and fucked her. She had never felt such a feeling of desolation; she wanted to turn around and leave before they could say it to her, for they were going to break her heart.
    In the Library Conrad, Kane and Brandon sat awaiting her with equally grave expressions.
    Conrad spoke. “Gabrielle, sit down please. We need to tell you something. “
She felt herself gulp, an instinctive reaction to the expectation of the upsetting news to come as her heart thudded in her chest, dearly wishing she could stop the inevitable.
    He poured her a glass of whisky and passed it to her.
    “Please drink it before we talk.”
    It was at least a double but she did as they said, knowing it was to cushion the blow. The silence in the room held an ominous hollow as she drank quickly, wanting to get things over and done with. Only after she had drained the glass did he speak again.
    “Whilst you were away something happened. “
So here it came, the part where they told her they no longer desired her, that they had tired of her.
    “We told you before that we’re all former Special Forces soldiers.”
He looked at her for a response but she sat frozen.
    “Well on occasion, when we are away on ‘business’ and not present here at the Club, as you will have noticed from our individual absences sometimes, we’re away conducting short military operations.  It’s not something we talk about outside of our group; it’s classified, but I know that I can guarantee your silence.”
His eyes held a new menace she had never seen in him, frightening her suddenly. He paused to let his statement sink in.
    “The reason I’m telling you this is because they are extremely dangerous missions and sadly sometimes people don’t come back from them. “
She looked to Trent, Kane and Brandon, all fixed in their expressions, unmoving, and she wondered what this had to do with her, before she realised with a heart wrenching thought, that Nathan was not here in the room with them.
    “Where’s