Quaranteam North West Ch 18

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QT:NW continues the official Spin-Off for the Quaranteam universe originally created by CorruptingPower. You do not need to have read the original series to enjoy this one, but you really do need to start with Chapters 1-4 (I really suggest you read the original though, it's great!). Fans of the original should be pleased to know CP has approved the story and the continuity.

In this chapter you can expect recovery, hospital room sex, mff, frustrations, showers, and oral.

Returning Dramatis Personae

House Black

- Harrison 'Harri' Black - Sheriff of Black County, 'Jason Momoa-looking motherfucker' mountain man (mixed heritage), former Army MP

- Kyla Bautista - Trained dancer, Phillipino Spy, Harri's Deputy Sheriff, Raven hair

- Vanessa Peters - Construction Forewoman, Daughter of Brent Peters the head of the construction project, Brunette

- Erica LaCosta - Fiancee of Harri, Leo's sister, Italian Tattoo Artist, Dark Brunette

- Macho - Rescued daschund puppy, named for his big balls, mascot and beloved pet of House Black

- Ivy Gauthier - Quebecoise stripper, half-tattooed, Dirty Blonde anal queen

House LaCosta

- Danielle 'Dani' - Australian stripper, Brunette

- Leo LaCosta - Harri's best friend and former roommate, Italian carpenter, Erica's brother

Valkyrie Falls

- Abigail 'Abi' Jónsson - Harri's Personal Trainer, Co-owner of Valkyrie Falls women's athletic retreat, Icelandic Personal Trainer and Crossfit Competitor, Tall Athletically Muscular Blonde

- Josie 'Joss the Boss' Draper - Professional Wrestler, Athletically Trim Blonde

- Spencer - Professional Fitness Model, Apprentice Personal Trainer, Athletic Curvy Blonde

- Melina Sanzo - Harri went to Eugene for her, Professional Fitness Model, Muscular Curvy Blonde

- Sara Sigurdsdottir - Co-owner of Valkyrie Falls women's athletic retreat, Icelandic Personal Trainer and Crossfit Competitor, Tall Athletically Muscular Blonde

Other

- Lt Col Miriam Abarbanel - Military friend of Harri's, Air Force Lt Col, Jewish heritage, Commanding Officer for Valhalla Hills construction and the Oregon Quaranteam research project

Referenced Characters

- Mary Duncan - Attended high school with Harri, former cheerleader, Husband has disappeared while looking for work, left to join a 'commune' with her kids

- Aria - Girlfriend of India, Stripper/Sugar Baby, Ginger, Member of House LaCosta

- India - Girlfriend of Aria, Hippy Stripper/Sugar Baby, grew up in a commune, Brunette dreads and braids, Member of House LaCosta

- Jackie Fallows - Prisoner from Sheridan CI that Harri was transporting when there was an attempted jailbreak

- Captain Laura Bloomberg - Air Force JAG serving as Miriam's second, Blonde

- Agent Greerson - Senior 'OGA' that negotiated Harri's land deal and dropped Kyla into Harri's life

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"God fucking damnit," I groaned, and someone grabbed my hand and said something.

My head was pounding and I felt dizzy for a long moment even with my eyes closed. That passed, and the

whom-whom-whom

in my ears started to clear around the same time as I peeled an eyelid open.

I was kind of surprised to find Miriam was the one holding my hand. I was looking up at her and a hospital room ceiling - well, the ceiling was just a ceiling, but the hospital bed I was laying in was a big clue.

"You back with me, Harri?" she asked me quietly, almost whispering.

"Mmf," I grunted, trying to sit up, but she put her other hand on my chest to keep me down.

"Don't," she said.

"How long?" I managed to croak.

"Six months," Miriam said, her face a graven tombstone of emotion.

"- What?" I exhaled, leaning back into the pillows. Six...? "How?"

She snorted and her expression broke into a smirk. "How the fuck are you so gullible, Black? It's been three hours."

"God fucking damnit," I groaned again, rolling my eyes.

Miriam moved aside, showing me that Kyla was sitting in a plush-looking chair in the corner of the hospital room, her eyes closed as she slept but her hands knotted into fists.

"She's OK?" I asked.

"Better than you," Miriam said. "A little shaken, once you were in surgery. Before that she was ice. She called me instead of 911 when you collapsed."

"We're in your place, aren't we?" I asked, looking around the hospital room. On second glance it was newer than I would have expected of any random hospital, and the door was able to be hermetically sealed. We were in one of the quarantine rooms that I'd seen when I'd been able to visit Vanessa while she was here.

"We are," Miriam nodded. "I wasn't about to feed you into the hospitals even with you being vaccinated. It's..." She stopped and took a breath. "Let's just say you would be just as likely to die there as get better, and you aren't that bad off."

"What is wrong with me?" I asked.

"Well, two inches higher and I could have been razzing you for getting yourself shot in the ass," Miriam said. "You got hit in the meat of your thigh, Harri. Straight through-and-through, doctors aren't even sure if you got hit straight on or if it was a ricochet. The main reason you collapsed was blood loss because you didn't patch it, you idiot."

"Lucky that's all it was," I grunted. "Asshole opened up on me with an Uzi or some shit."

"I was told," Miriam said. "Wasn't the idea for you to be staying

out

of trouble?"

"This wasn't supposed to be trouble," I sighed. "The Staties asked for the help, it should have just been some driving around."

"Yeah, well, I got read in on the situation with the prison systems," Miriam grimaced. "Whatever you think you know, it's worse than that. Let's just say that you would have been turned away at the gates even if you did reach Columbia River."

"Fuck," I sighed. "Who even was it that hit us?"

Miriam sighed and shook her head. "You've got a hole in your leg and your truck looks a little like Swiss cheese, let alone any damage to the front end and the axel after you tried to fuck a van with it."

"Sorry," I said. "Guess I'm not playing nice with the toys you sent me."

"Yeah, well, when I get you something new don't worry about adding on to our meal tab," she said. "I'm going to ask you for something sooner than later and it's going to be more than a meal to pay it back."

"You're dodging my question, Miriam," I sighed. "What happened?"

"You need to rest, Harri," Miriam said.

"I'm not trying to get up and go here," I said. "I just want-" I trailed off, looking over at Kyla again. "Hon, you can stop pretending to be asleep."

Kyla's eyes blinked open and she rose from her chair in one graceful movement, stepping around Miriam and leaning down to kiss me as she cupped my face with both her hands. "I'm so glad you're OK,

mahal ko

," she whispered against my lips, though it was a new couple of words she hadn't used before. She kissed me again and stared into my eyes for a long moment.

I knew why she'd been faking her sleep, and I was a little proud of myself for noticing it. Miriam had been dodging questions, sure, but she'd also be fairly open and Kyla had wanted to listen in. I probably would have let her if I hadn't wanted her in the conversation properly.

"Now," I said. "One of you better tell me something here."

"It was a prison break," Miriam said with a little shake of her head. "I haven't been tapped into whatever the investigation is, I just deployed a security force to scoop you and a couple of the other wounded officers up and brought you here for medical aid. The most I know is that it was likely a biker gang, or them and some other allies, trying to spring someone or everyone being transferred."

"In the middle of downtown Portland?" I asked, feeling a little incredulous.

"This isn't the city you remember, Harri," Kyla said. "It's gone wild. More brutal. I heard one of the officers saying that there wasn't a single 911 call from the area during the shooting. People are afraid of everything, including the police."

"Fuuuck," I groaned. It was like the city had turned into an old Western town when a gunfight was about to happen. People cleared the streets and only the bravest even watched from their windows.

"It's not your concern," Miriam said. "The Marshalls are all over it, and they've got backing from the Feds. I've got a feeling organised crime is pulling this kind of shit all over the country right now if things are the same in other states."

I grunted and nodded, and felt down at my leg with the hand that Miriam wasn't still holding and got a nice spike of pain from it as I touched the bandage. "Do the girls know?" I asked Kyla.

"They know," Kyla nodded.

"Vanessa is on her way here," Miriam said. "Erica gave me a chewing out like I haven't had since boot camp, but I can only bend so many rules and I can't let her or Ivy in the building. Vanessa can give some blood to check up on her vaccination status, so I can get her in here with you."

"OK," I sighed, nodding. "OK."

"He needs to rest," Kyla said, feeling at my forehead.

"I'll go check on things," Miriam agreed. "And you two also need to... boost your vaccinations. At some point. I'll be back once Vanessa gets here."

I meant to say goodbye, and thank you, and probably some other things, but my mind was feeling a little foggy. I blinked and when I opened my eyes Miriam was gone but Kyla was standing where she had been, holding my hand. "How drugged up am I?" I mumbled.

Kyla smirked and leaned down to kiss my forehead. "You're on the good stuff, Harri. Just get some sleep."

I closed my eyes again but didn't drift off immediately. Or maybe just not entirely. I could hear Kyla talking and I realized she was on the phone, but whatever she was saying was getting muddied in my mind. It was just good to know she was there.

* * * * *

"It'll be fine, the nurses know the deal," someone said.

"I just don't want to-"

"Kyla, you both need it. Just suck his dick to start."

"Mmmmnngg," I grunted.

"Harri, baby," Vanessa said. "I'm here."

"Vee?" I asked, confused for a moment as I blinked myself awake. She had crawled up on the hospital bed and was laying next to me on her side, resting her chin on my shoulder as she held my hand in both of hers.

"How are you feeling?" she asked me.

"Am I on morphine?"

"Pretty sure that's what they give people who get shot, Harri," she said.

"Get me off of it," I said. "It's fucking with my head."

"Kyla?" Vanessa asked.

"Harri, you need pain meds," Kyla said.

"So switch me to powerful Tylenol or something," I groaned. "I can handle the pain, but I want my head clear."

"OK," Kyla said. "I'll get the nurse."

Kyla went to the door to the room and pressed a button on the wall. When she walked away I noticed she was out of her police clothes and was now dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a pretty cotton t-shirt that clung to her fit form. I rolled my head to look at Vanessa and she met me with a little kiss. She was dressed in similar sweatpants but had on what looked like one of my undershirt tank tops with an athletic bra underneath.

"It's good to see you out of uniform, Vanessa," I chuckled.

"That's what you think of at a time like this?" she laughed. "Let me guess, you decided to get shot so that I would take an afternoon off, too."

"It worked, didn't it?" I smiled, but blinked and when I opened my eyes there was a nurse standing over us.

"He really should be on the morphine for another six to eight hours at least," she was saying. "If I switch him over now he's going to hurt like a motherfucker."

"Is it going to be that bad tomorrow?" Kyla asked.

"Mostly," she said.

"He wants it," Vanessa said.

"OK," the nurse said. "I'll let the Doc know."

"Thanks," I grunted.

They fussed over me a bit, and I drifted again since the morphine hadn't actually been cut off yet, and I woke up to an odd sensation.

"Mmph," I groaned and twitched.

"It's OK, baby," Vanessa whispered in my ear. "Just lay back and enjoy it."

I blinked my eyes open and looked down my body. Vanessa was still laying next to me cuddled up as she kissed my cheek, but my hospital gown was lifted up to my stomach and Kyla was kneeling on the bed as well, straddling one of my legs as she slowly sucked my cock and looked up to meet my gaze.

"Don't have to-" I started, but Vanessa interrupted me by turning me by my chin to meet her lips.

"Shhh," she shushed me. "She wants to,

and

she needs to. You were both exposed to multiple potential vectors, Harri. The tests came back clean, but we want to be safe just in case. You need to make sure the vaccine is working at high capacity. So Kyla is going to suck you off until you fill her mouth. Then we'll let you rest a little, and then we're going to reenact what you and I did when

I

woke up in a hospital gown in this building. Then, after a little more rest, you're going to fuck Kyla as well."

"Yes, nurse," I groaned, letting my head fall back. Kyla was using her tongue to slither around my cock head and even though the sensations were weird and dulled from the meds it was still pleasurable. My cock was obviously enjoying it too as I was already close to full mast.

"God, look at her," Vanessa whispered to me. "She's so fucking pretty already, but somehow she's even hotter with your cock in her mouth."

I reached to Kyla with the hand that Vanessa wasn't holding and Kyla caught it with hers and intertwined her fingers with mine, smiling with the whole head of my cock between her lips. This wasn't usual for us, being sexual with one of the others present - the only time it had really happened before was after that shootout at Mary's and us being detained overnight when she'd participated in the 'Whose Mouth Is This?' game with the others. Kyla was still uninterested in women and our time was just for us.

But here she was blowing me with soft, slow motions that spoke of her desire for me, and to make this last, while Vanessa was with us in bed and watching.

"I'm mad at you, you know," Vanessa whispered to me.

"For getting shot?" I guessed.

She nodded. "And not making me take more breaks. I miss spending time with you and the girls. But especially you."

"You wanted to work," I said. "You love doing your job, and it was emergency pacing."

"I know," she said. "But... you should have made me."

"I don't think I could make you do anything, Vanessa. I don't know if

anyone

could make you do something you don't want to do."

"You could," she whispered. "You

can

. Don't let me be away from you, Harri. I-" She stopped and swallowed.

I turned to her and kissed her hard, or at least as hard as I could considering the situation and the positioning. She kissed me back just as firmly, our lips mashed together as our foreheads touched. The kiss ended but we kept our faces touching.

"I love you, Harri. You big fucking bastard," Vanessa whispered.

"I love you too, Vanessa," I said quietly.

"Finally," Kyla said, taking her lips from my cock and nuzzling the shaft with her face as she looked up at us. "Jesus, Vee. Took you long enough."

"Shut up," Vanessa said, obviously a little embarrassed by her own emotions. "It's- this is all happening too fast. It's not normal."

"None of it is, but you've clearly loved him since before I joined the family," Kyla countered. "And you've been making him wait to say it because he didn't want to push you away."

"I have?" Vanessa asked in surprise. "I thought... we were just supposed to be..."

"Vanessa," I chuckled softly. "I wanted to tell you I loved you that first time we were alone together. It's almost ironic that you're saying it to me here, when I wanted to say it to you like thirty yards from this spot."

"God," Vanessa laughed gently. "I'm so messed up."

"No you're not," I said, squeezing her hands with mine. "You're you, and I love you."

She kissed me again, and Kyla went back to blowing me as she held my other hand. It was a long, slow process that they took to build me up - and they

were

working together even if they weren't communicating or even looking at each other. Every once in a while Vanessa would stop kissing me and turn my face to look down at Kyla with my cock in her mouth, and she would kiss her way down my jaw to my neck and then up to my ear to whisper naughty things to me. Then Kyla would squeeze my fingers and flick her eyes to Vanessa, signalling to kiss the other woman again.

"God, I love you both," I groaned softly in between kisses. "I'm close."

"Do it, baby," Vanessa said. "Fill her mouth. Give her your cum. She wants it so bad. I know because I want it too. I crave it from you. Give her your load and remind her why she wants to have your babies."

"I want his babies for more than being his little whore," Kyla said, taking her lips from me for a moment and jerking me off with her hand.

"Well, yeah, but..." Vanessa said, smiling and looking down at the other woman for the first time in a while.

"Fair," Kyla smirked. "She's right, hon. Usually I would want your load in my pussy. I love that ooey gooey feeling when you go off in me, but I want it in my mouth now. I want to taste you. Can I have that, Harri? Can I have your delicious seed all over my tongue? I'll even share it with Vanessa if you want. I'll give her half."

"Yes, please," Vanessa whispered to me. "Can I have some too, Harri?"

"Fuck," I grunted, closing my eyes and letting my orgasm roll through me. Kyla dropped her mouth to my cock and I released right onto her tongue, four big spurts before she started sucking hard, pulling the rest out of me as she hummed a gleeful, almost manic laugh and her own body shuddered through an orgasm brought on by the chemical bonding from the vaccine.

I let out a long, loud exhalation as my orgasm finished, but opened my eyes when I felt Kyla leave my cock and climb up the bed carefully. Then, to my astonishment, she leaned down to Vanessa and kissed her, their tongues swapping back and forth as they traded my cum. Vanessa's body twitched and flexed as she was fed it and got her own orgasmic spike, and she gripped my fingers tight.

"Fuck," I groaned again. I never thought I'd see Kyla kissing one of the others beyond a friendly peck.

"Mmmm," Vanessa hummed as Kyla finally pulled away. "Thanks, Kyla."

"No problem," Kyla smirked. She sat back, carefully avoiding my injured leg, took my cock in her hand and started to slowly jerk it again. "Harri obviously enjoyed watching that."

"Kyla, I mean- It's was hot, and surprising, but I don't expect you to-"

"I know, hon," she said, gently squeezing my cock to silence me. "I know. I'm not changing my stance on things. I'm straight. I just... it felt right in the moment. And it's not like I regret it."

"Neither do I," Vanessa smirked.

"Good," Kyla said. "Because now it's your turn. Get your pants off, I want to snuggle him while you fuck him."

I, apparently, didn't have a say in this, and soon Kyla was in the same spot as Vanessa had been and laying her cheek on my shoulder. Vanessa had hopped down from the bed and shucked her sweatpants and panties, then climbed back up. It took some doing for her to find a way to mount me that was comfortable enough for her to slowly grind on my cock while also not putting pressure on my left leg.

"God, fuck," I groaned once she was settled, my cock stuffed deep into her. She was leaning forward slightly to keep her weight high and was grinning down at me. Kyla, meanwhile, had shifted higher on the bed as well to give some more room and was sort of curled over me a little and looking down at me from above, running her fingers through my hair.