My Step Brother's Obsession - Carly #2

Sergeant Snider

Sergeant Snider

Damn that girl. She sure knows how to break a nose. She knows how to use all her upper body strength and damn did that get me more excited until she punched me in my crown jewels fuck that hurt. I've never known a girl result to that strategy when I've got them in an arm lock and they've rolled to get out of my grasp.

I'm impressed.

I don't think she is.

I didn't mean to go all territorial on her and freak her out, but damn, she smelt so fuckin sweet and my dick had more dirtier ideas than I did. I think my body was in the same memo as my dick when it began rocking into her. I had to make sure that I held her tightly to me to let her know I was a man and not a boy like the one she hung out with or the so-called boyfriend I'd heard about. I understand he's younger than her, so he's an experimentalist and has no clue what women want, unlike me.

Carly Evans is an angel in devil's clothing. It's understandable why boys want her, why men want her. Why Caspian wanted her and why I definitely wanted her. She's an enigma. She's beautiful, bright, witty and is a take-no-shitkind of girl, one I don't usually go for. I like to be in control, but with her it's different. She's the light of my darkness. She's all-consuming and makes me want to bend and bow to her, so she has that much control over me to tell me what she wants, not just take wars on offer. Everyone I know says I'm sick in the head and I need to be tested. I was bloodthirsty in the army. I enjoyed the kill so much so I thrived on it. It was like that with women too. I thrived on their obedience, so I could command them to make sure they got everything right and exactly how I liked it, but if they failed after so many attempts of trying to get it right, they would be kicked to the curb. Carly is different in every way; she's a devil in hellfire. She won't tolerate my need to command, she will thrive in my demise and it makes me hard just thinking about it.

I have gone to many shrines over the years to talk about what has happened to me during my tours in the Army as a sergeant. They all thought I had some kind of disorder, but no one could truly find out if I had. They thought it was due to the things I had seen and done on tour, but the truth is I've always been like that. I'm wired wrongly, as most of my soldiers and friends would say that's why I entered the Army in the first place to repress all the weird shit going on in my head. It almost had, but to be honest, it triggered it more than helped me get over it. Once I had my first kill, I wanted to keep doing it not just for the sake of serving the country, because it liberated me to kill those who had killed thousands of our men and their men and women all in the name of war.

I came back a different man. I felt more in control. That's why the soldiers knew never to piss me off. Many tried and failed. I made sure to drill discipline and respect into my men. There were a few who liked to push my boundaries and test the waters but came unstuck when I challenged them and the challenges they accepted were far worse than I gave Miss Evans. I have broken their very souls and spirits. Most left the army after our challenges. Some stayed until it got so bad they left too. No one wished to be underneath me anymore. That's why I am mostly on-site now, as I'm not allowed to train new soldiers or old. I still carry the name of a sergeant but my duties are varied to what they were.

I haven't pushed Carly to that limit yet, though I feel I have pushed too far today. One day she'll come to me begging for me to fuck her and when that day comes, I'll show her exactly what a man fucks like, not a boy. She'll wish she had let me in today. But I have to be very careful what happens here with those two idiots that are always flanking her. I should do the decent thing and get another sergeant to take over before I do something foolish, but I'm too stubborn and it's not in my vocabulary. I'll just have to talk to her in private, apologise and make sure she doesn't talk to anyone about it or I'm in deep shit.

I can't be reprimanded. I'll lose my badge and my status. I have to get to her and talk to her before this gets out of hand.

Carly

I ran without even stopping, banging straight into a solid wall. I heard a chuckle, realising it wasn't a wall but someone's muscular chest. I looked up and saw the bulldog in front of me, his chest rising and falling when he chuckled. I wish I could be so happy.

But I wasn't.

"Hey, what's up, Calry Bear?"

I shook my head and tears continued to fall down my face.

I felt the rough skin of his thumbs swipe under my eyes gently and wipe away the tears before he pulled me into his arms hugging me tightly. "What's wrong, Carly Bear? I thought you went to train with Sergeant Snider."

"I did." I sniffled."

"What happened?"

"Nothing."

"Something obviously has you crying babe, you're shaking. You can tell me."

"Not here."

"Sure, let's head to my cabin. I think Kyler is there. Are you okay with talking to us both or just me?"

"It's fine, I trust both of you."

He smiles and places his arm around me and pulls me into his chest and we stroll away to his and Kyler's cabin.

He closes the door behind us and pulls me down into his bed. He looks at me and lifts my chin, wiping the tears away. "That's better. I think Kyler is in the shower so we won't have to wait long."

I nod.

"It's okay, Carly Bear, whatever it is, we'll get you through it okay?"

"Okay.

The door of the bathroom closed and Kyler walked in, his hair wet and mused. He was wearing a khaki tee-shirt and combat trousers.

"Hey Carls. I didn't think we would have the pleasure of seeing you until lunch."

"Me either."

He looked between us. "Something happened with Snider." bulldog Jr grunted out with disgust and a sneer on his face.

Kyler was beside me in seconds. He took my hand in his. "What happened, Carly Bear?"

"I.. He.."

"Take your time, Carly Bear, we're going anywhere until you tell us what happened. We thought you were training."

"We were then, he.. He..." I tried to talk but my throat was clogged with tears, some escaping my eyes and sliding down my face.

"Take your time, Carly Bear was not going anywhere."

I nodded, tears rolling down my face. Kyler held my shaken hands in his As Bulldog Jr whipped my tears away for the second time. I waited until my eyes were dry of tears and swallowed before telling them both what had happened during training. Their eyes were full of anger and disgust.

"You need to tell someone, Carly Bear. He didn't get away with it."

"He's right, Carls. He can't get away with this. If you let him, he'll do it to some other poor innocent girl."

"He already has. No one is going to believe me, my word against his."

"You have to, Carly Bear. You need to tell someone about this, someone you trust, someone who will tell you the right way to go about this. We'll go with you. We always knew he was a slime ball, but not to this effect."

I nod. "Okay."

"So you'll talk to someone?"

"Yeah."

They both smile. "Come on Carly Bear, it's best to get this over and done with them to decide his fate."

"Damn, I wish Caspian was here."

"So do I." I sighed.

They helped me get off bed and we went out of their cabin to the offices to lodge a complaint. I'm sure he'll hate me for this, but I don't give a shit he deserves all he gets. That's if they believe me, that is.