Stephen pressed his forehead to the floor before Da Han, kowtowing to show his utmost apology. "Please forgive me, sir. I won't miss again."
Da Han sighed deeply because he was just exhausted. This business with the Castiello family and the Lords of Chaos MC was dragging on far longer than he had expected, and the losses on his side were entirely too heavy for his taste. He waved. "Just go."
All of the men left, and after a few minutes of silence, Da Han went to search for his wife, with Jun De at his side. He found his better half in the enclosed pool, swimming laps. He stood there, hands in his pockets, as he looked at her sultry body slicing through the water with such grace. She was the best thing that came out of the war with the Saotome Yakuza, so if he could spare Saitoh his retribution, she would be the reason, because she was their gift to him. Had their triad won that battle, they may have never met.
Mèng Yáo swam over to her husband and looked up at him, water dripping and glistening off her. "How is everything, my darling?" she asked in her hypnotic tone.
Da Han squatted down before her and reached out, caressing her face. "So beautiful."
Mèng Yáo smiled, then lifted herself out of the water and kissed him before dropping back down into the pool. "So handsome," she said in kind. "So, what has happened to put the crease in your brow?"
Da Han sighed and nodded. "The Lords in Chicago and New York took out fifteen of my men combined."
"Those sons of bitches!" Mèng Yáo cursed as she sported a deep crease in her brow.
"Indeed," Da Han said, then stood up. He held his hand out to her, and she took it. With his strength, he pulled his wife out of the pool and held her wet body against his, not caring that his suit was getting soaked. "Saitoh should be landing in Chicago soon. I want him to personally take out Vito fucking Castiello."
"And he will, my darling," Mèng Yáo said, then she kissed him again.
Da Han smacked her ass, then turned to Jun De. "Come here," he beckoned.
Jun De walked over to the couple. "Yes, sir?"
Da Han grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss, and when he pulled away, Mèng Yáo grabbed Jun De's chin and turned his face to hers before kissing the man. Da Han watched the intimate kiss between his bodyguard and his wife and felt his cock stir to life. He began to undress himself as Mèng Yáo began undressing Jun De, shedding the clothes to the floor. Last to get naked was Mèng Yáo, as her swimsuit was easy to remove.
Da Han came up behind Jun De, his hands caressing the man's body, admiring the strong muscles under yielding flesh. It was one of the things he loved about the male form, and Jun De was quite the specimen as far as he was concerned. He turned Jun De's head to his and captured his mouth as his wife began kissing, licking, and sucking her way down Jun De's torso towards his cock.
Jun De gasped as Mèng Yáo took him into her mouth, her full lips sliding up and down the length of his cock. "Fuck," he panted as Da Han kissed his neck.
"This time, I'm going to fuck you," Da Han said, then nipped Jun De's shoulder.
"Can you handle me?" Jun De challenged.
Mèng Yáo chuckled as she sucked Jun De's cock.
"Don't think that I can't," Da Han said, then he dropped low and parted Jun De's ass cheeks. He saw the man's beautiful, wrinkled hole for the first time since their first sexual encounter on the airplane, and his mouth watered. When Jun De had taken him by surprise the first time they fucked, he had discovered something about himself. He liked being dominated, but it had to be by the right man... and woman. Mèng Yáo knew how to push and pull, and he'd see if Jun De could also play the game.
He leaned forward and lapped at the hole he'd be sliding his cock into very soon and smiled when he heard Jun De moan in response. Seeing the man give in, he continued to tongue his hole, probing, sucking, and licking to discover what the man liked best.
"Ah, shit," Jun De panted, then moaned in ecstasy. He slipped his fingers through Mèng Yáo's wet hair, gripping the strands as she worked over his cock. "I want to eat that sweet pussy of yours."
Mèng Yáo looked up and drew her lips over his cock, releasing it with a loud pop. "Enjoy," she said as she leaned back on the floor, spreading her legs wide.
Jun De licked his lips, then lowered himself. Da Han gave him room to get comfortably into position, and he watched as another man's mouth pleasured his wife. His cock was raging in anticipation, but he wasn't ready yet. He went back to rimming Jun De and listening to his wife's expression of pleasure as she got her pussy eaten. He loved hearing the sounds they both were making: her moans and whimpers from Jun De's tongue and Jun De's moans and grunts from his tongue in his hole. When he heard his wife's breaths coming in labored gasps, he knew shewas about to climax, and he reached down, stroking his cock just a little. He didn't want to join her, just tease himself a little.
"Ah, ah, God!" Mèng Yáo belted out as she gripped Jun De's hair, her back arching as she came, writhing in the intense sensation of her orgasm.
Da Han pulled back, unable to resist any longer. He gripped Jun De's hips, aimed for his destination, and plunged his cock inside.
"Mmmmhph!" Jun De grunted and bit his bottom lip as his hole was brutally breached. He knew it was because his boss was laying claim and teaching him a lesson: Submit. Fine... he knew how to give a man what he needed. It didn't matter if it was protection or pleasure... he prided himself on both.
Da Han moaned, his eyes closing as he sank deeper into the man's body, Jun De's tight hole gripping his cock with its sweetness. This was everything Da Han had imagined it would be. His bodyguard was almost as tight as a virgin, and he shook from the feeling of his cock claiming the powerful man. The same man who held him down by his neck as he rammed his ass without mercy. He needed to do the same. He slid his hand up Jun De's back, gripping his neck, then he pushed him forward.
Jun De was pressed face-first to the cold, tiled floor. He grunted and panted as Da Han hammered his hole. The sound of skin slapping echoed off the walls while they fucked.
"Don't leave me out," Mèng Yáo whined.
Da Han turned to his wife. "As if I could... ever forget about you, baby," he said between heavy pants. "Do you want... his cock inside you?"
