Stolen

by S L Davies

  “She has done well, but you have a long road ahead of you still,” Kodiak said looking down at his father’s wound.

  “Yes, yes, I will heal, I quite like being looked after,” Andre chuckled.

  Kodiak laughed and squeezed his father’s hand, “we have the funerals of Iden and Dyfed today.”

  “Branwen told me, it is going to be a very hard day for the Murphy family, you are the representative of the Isakov family. Now go moy syn, I must rest,” Andre said.

  “Yes papa, I’ll check on you in a while,” Kodiak answered, moving out of the way so that Branwen could get in beside Andre.

  “I’ve got some morphine for you, it will help ease the pain a bit, and you will be able to sleep,” Branwen explained.

  Andre looked up at Branwen and smiled, “you are a good girl, docherniy,” he said.

  Branwen frowned, and looked over her shoulder to Kodiak to translate, “it means daughter, he basically has just given us his blessing for our relationship,” Kodiak chuckled.

  When Branwen looked back at Andre he had his eyes closed but wore a small smile on his lips. Branwen smiled and filled the I.V port with the morphine in the syringe. She was scared to step up where her da and Uncle Dyfed once ruled, she was scared about many things, but Kodiak was right, if she was to take over as the matriarch of the Murphy family, she was going to need her three men by her side.

  Chapter Twelve

  Branwen felt destroyed after the funeral of her da and Uncle Dyfed. Her eyes were swollen and red from the number of tears she shed. The only thing that kept her strong were the three men that surrounded her, each continued to have a hand touching her, whether it was on her lower back or holding her hands. She drew on Karney, Finnbarr, and Kodiak’s strength as she faced going on without her father at the helm.

  She didn’t know how to continue, her da had shown her some of the business after her mam had passed away. Branwen knew that they were basically high-class drug dealers. She should have been disturbed by the fact that they blatantly broke the law, but with the police in their pocket, they were safe, and frankly Branwen didn’t care. It was the drugs that gave them affordability to live a very luxurious life. She would continue to do what was needed to protect that.

  Once everyone had left their home, all with well wishes, Branwen checked in on Andre, who was sitting with Kodiak, watching television. Andre’s colour had started to come back and he was looking a lot healthier than he was even that morning.

  “Little Raven, come and sit with me for a little while, we need to have a chat,” Andre said.

  Branwen smiled and pulled up the chair on the other side of Andre. He reached out and took her hand in his. “There are going to be people who are going to disrespect having a woman leading the Murphy family, there are going to be people who will try to challenge you, both physically and mentally. I want you to be prepared. I want the boys to take you to learn to shoot, to fight. I want you to be safe, as I know there will be a time when the boys can’t protect you. It would make me feel better if I know that you can protect yourself.”

  “I think that’s a good idea,” she said with a smile. She had always been jealous of Karney and Finnbarr being taught to fight and shoot. Her da said that she would never have to worry about those things because the boys would protect her. But she knew what Andre was saying was true. There would be a time where they couldn’t protect her, they couldn’t be with her twenty-four hours a day.

  “The Italian’s, they are not going to stop, they are going to continue pushing for more turf,” Andre said.

  “I will be waiting,” Branwen growled, she was ready, and she was going to completely decimate the Ricci family.

  Andre gave her a small sly smile, “and the Isakov family will be by your side. I have chosen to step down, and Kodiak has agreed to take my place as the head of the Isakov family.”

  Branwen looked up at Andre with a frown, he smiled and shook his head, “no need for concern, docherniy, I am old, I am ready to retire, and Kodiak is more than capable to run this family. However, I feel that there will come a day that the Isakov and Murphy families will be merged and when that happens, we will be unstoppable.”

  Branwen smiled, if her and Kodiak went forward with the relationship, then that would merge the two families, she didn’t know what it would be, whether the Murphy family would fold into the Isakov family or vice versa but she was prepared to do what it took to have Kodiak in her life. Her love for him was just as strong as the day he went away to University. Now however, there was Karney and Finnbarr. She loved them just as strongly. Kodiak had agreed to the relationship, and she hoped that he truly meant it. And she hoped that she was strong enough to make it work.

  ****

  Later that night Branwen was in her bedroom, lying in bed staring at the ceiling. She had so much on her brain, as much as she wanted to sleep, she couldn’t switch her mind off. She wanted revenge, she had worries about how the relationship would work and what people would say when they found out that not only was she in a relationship with three men, but also her stepbrothers. And then she wondered if Karney and Finnbarr still wanted that relationship, they hadn’t spoken about it since the day her and Karney masturbated together two years earlier. Had they changed their mind?

  A knock roused her from her thoughts, she looked over as the door opened and Karney came into the room.

  “Little Raven,” he said quietly stepping towards her bed and sitting on the edge.

  He reached out and stroked his hand through her dark hair. Branwen closed her eyes and soaked in the tenderness. “Karney, Andre said that he felt it was important for you, me, Finnbarr and Kodiak to be in a relationship together. We haven’t spoken about something like that in two years. Is it still what you want?”

  Karney stopped stroking her hair. She looked up at him, he was looking down at her with such intensity that she thought she would suffocate on the thickness that surrounded them suddenly. Karney leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. They were soft and supple. Branwen let out a breathy moan as he leaned his body weight on top of her. She spread her legs to accommodate him as he continued his onslaught of kisses.

  Karney ground his pelvis into her core, as she met his thrust, chasing the pleasure on her clit through her pyjama bottoms. Karney groaned, and slowly slid his hands up under the soft material of Branwen’s pyjama top, and gently stroked over the skin of her breasts. Her nipples pebbled and she moaned, arching her back as Karney’s experienced fingers tweaked at the pointed mounds. With every moan, their movements became frenzied, as their clothes were stripped, and they lay naked looking over each other’s bodies.

  In two years, Karney hadn’t changed a great deal since the day she had walked in on him masturbating. He was perhaps slightly more muscular, but he was still a beautiful man. His blonde hair that was long around his shoulders, hung loose and tickled at her chest and his piercing blue eyes saw deep inside her. It was as if he could see through her rather than just looking at her.

  Karney lined himself up at Branwen’s entrance but stopped and searched her face for permission. Branwen gave a little nod and wriggled her hips. A small smile twitched at the corner of his mouth as he started the slow thrust forward, filling her up inch by inch. Branwen’s eyes rolled back and she let out a long moan as she was stretched to full. Once Karney was fully seated inside her, he stopped to give Branwen time to accommodate to his size. Branwen wriggled her hips again, watching Karney’s face. He looked down at her through hooded lids, his eyes darkened with pleasure.

  “God damn it, you feel so fucking good, you’re so tight,” Karney groaned.

  Branwen giggled, which turned into a moan as he thrust his hips forward again, rolling as he did, so that his pelvis would grind on her clit. “Jesus, Karney, that feels so good,” she cried out, clawing her nails down his back.

  “Fuck, yes,” Karney groaned as she scoured his back. He leaned forward and took her lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue tangling with
hers as he sped up the tempo of his hips, thrusting deep inside her.

  Branwen threw her head back and cried out his name over and over as the waves of pleasure crashed down on top of her, throwing her off the cliff into one of the biggest orgasms she had ever experienced. She didn’t know if it was that Karney was just that good, or if it was because finally, they were quenching an ache that had been a lifetime in the making. Either way, she wanted more.

  Karney’s breathing was becoming erratic and his thrusts harder and faster, until he roared out a growl, stilling as he pumped her full of his cum, his cock twitching with every spurt deep inside her. Branwen closed her eyes and soaked in the aftershocks that rolled through her body.

  Karney slowly rolled his body off her, hissing as his half hard cock slid out of her and laid on the bed beside Branwen, taking her hand in his. He turned his head to look over at her with a small smile on his face. Branwen couldn’t control the smile that spread across her lips.

  “I love you, Branwen,” Karney said quietly.

  Branwen sucked in a breath, this wasn’t a love declaration of a brother to a sister, that she had heard thousands of times before, this was a love declaration said by a lover. “I love you too,” she replied as tears prickled at her eyes.

  She thought maybe she should feel guilty for what had just transpired, but she couldn’t. Mam had said it to Finnbarr in her letter, that although this was an unconventional relationship, made more taboo by the fact that Karney and Finnbarr were her stepbrothers, she would need them by her side. Andre had pretty much confirmed everything that their Mam had said. Branwen didn’t know how others would respond, she imagined there would be ones who would be very against it and she didn’t fool herself into thinking that she wouldn’t lose some of the men that worked for the Murphy family over their choices. However, she knew deep down that she couldn’t deny her feelings for Karney, Finnbarr and Kodiak any longer.

  The door to her bedroom swung open and when they looked over, still lying on top of the bed naked, Karney’s fluids leaking out over her thighs, Finnbarr and Kodiak stood in the doorway.

  “Don’t you ever believe in knocking,” Karney growled, as he slung his arm over his face, causing Branwen to giggle.

  Finnbarr simply grinned as his green eyes danced with delight, “well we heard Branwen crying out and we were worried about her,” he explained as he stalked towards the bed.

  “Right,” Karney said with a chuckle.

  Branwen looked over at Kodiak, concerned about how he might react to what he was seeing. He had admitted to being jealous of hers and Karney’s relationship growing up, but when their eyes connected, it wasn’t jealousy that was in them, but a fire burning. Like a bear, he came stalking towards the bed, before leaning over Branwen and kissing her hard on the lips. Her pussy pulsed, coming alive, as he ran his hand down over her neck and throat, following her chest down over her breasts. Her nipples were so hard they were almost painful.

  Kodiak continued to kiss down over her cheeks and chin, before biting her neck, marking his place on her body. Branwen’s head rolled and her eyes drifted shut with pleasure, as she arched her back, pushing her breasts harder into Kodiak’s hands. He rolled her nipple between his fingers, the small bite of pain adding to her pleasure. Branwen felt another set of hands on her thighs, spreading her legs open as they slid up towards her apex. As she looked down over Kodiak’s shoulder, Finnbarr was watching her, his thumbs spreading her pussy lips open as he looked down.

  “Such a pretty pussy,” Finnbarr groaned, pinching her clit between his thumb and forefinger.

  Branwen’s hips thrust from the bed, as she chased the pleasure from Finnbarr’s fingers. He gave her a lop-sided grin, before circling her clit slowly. Kodiak continued to roll her nipples in his fingers and kiss her neck and chest. She couldn’t believe that she could have just finished having mind blowing sex with Karney and yet here she was chasing more. She needed more. Her whole body felt like it was on fire with need. She looked over at Karney, who was watching her, his hand lazily stroking his hardened cock. The sight was enough to make her moan.

  “You have always liked to watch,” Karney said, his voice deepened with need.

  “It’s sexy,” she moaned, her eye lids heavy as the onslaught of pleasure continued to wash over her body.

  As she watched Karney stroke his cock, she felt Finnbarr at her entrance. Looking over she noticed both Finnbarr and Kodiak were now also naked. She had never seen Finnbarr naked before, and the sight didn’t disappoint. He was beautiful. He wasn’t as wide as Karney, but he was no less muscular. Kodiak was still tall and lean, but so defined. She reached out and took Kodiak’s cock in her hand and slowly began to stroke it from the base to the tip, sliding her thumb over the head that was leaking with precum. Kodiak growled, as he watched her lick the precum off her thumb, before leaning to the side and sliding Kodiak’s cock down her throat.

  At the same time Finnbarr surged forward, filling her completely. Branwen moaned around Kodiak’s cock and rolled her eyes back at the overwhelming pleasure that was taking over her body. She had never felt anything like it. To be so loved and full all at once. Branwen licked up Kodiak’s cock, they had spent long hours exploring each other’s bodies as teenagers, she knew what he liked. Kodiak thrust his hand into Branwen’s hair and moved his hips, pushing his cock deeper down her throat, tears sprung to her eyes as she swallowed and forced herself to not gag.

  Finnbarr rolled his hips, his thumb still circling over her clit. Her pleasure mounted and before long, Branwen was screaming around Kodiak’s cock as an orgasm raced through her body. Kodiak had stopped thrusting, long enough for the orgasm to work through her before starting again. She looked up at him, as he watched her with an intensity that made her pussy pulse.

  “Take Karney’s cock in your hand, and stroke in time with me,” Kodiak growled.

  Branwen reached out and felt for Karney’s cock, sliding her fist around the soft skin, and began to stroke him in time with Kodiak’s thrusts. She could feel herself verging headlong into another orgasm, as Finnbarr continued to pinch and circle her sensitive clit. She was gasping for air and crying out around Kodiak’s cock, when she watched Kodiak’s eyes roll back. He swelled in her mouth, stretching her lips further.

  “Here it comes baby,” he groaned, as the first splash of cum shot down the back of Branwen’s throat. She groaned, as quickly three more spurts followed. Kodiak’s legs were starting to tremble as she continued to suck and work his cock, drawing out every drop of cum, before he became too sensitive and pulled out from between her lips, with a hiss.

  Branwen still worked Karney’s cock in her hand, while Finnbarr’s eyes were closed and a small frown pinched at his brow. His breathing was erratic, and she knew that he wasn’t far from his own orgasm. Karney’s cock began to swell in her hand, and she looked over at him, his eyes were shut tight, he was biting his bottom lip, as he thrust his hips, into her hand. Suddenly he let out a long low moan, as his cock erupted and cum flowed down over Branwen’s fingers. That was enough to cause Finnbarr to cry out as his movement’s stilled, and he held her thighs in a bruising hold, filling her full of cum.

  They all laid quietly; the only sounds were the panting of their breaths. “Well, that happened,” Kodiak said with a chuckle, causing the rest of them to laugh.

  It was something that Branwen wanted a repeat of, and soon.

  Chapter Thirteen

  The following days had been filled with sex. Everyone left the four of them alone, because they wanted to give them the space to grieve. It sounded heartless to Branwen, that she spent the time fucking rather than grieving, but all the sex distracted her from what she had lost. Branwen knew that they couldn’t continue as they had, there would come a time where real life was going to get in the way, but for those few days she was prepared to live the fantasy that everything was right in the world and all she had to worry about was what hole each of her boyfriends would fit into.

  A
ndre was healing, his colour got better every day, as well as his sass. It wasn’t long before he was complaining and wanting to go back home. A week after the funeral of her da and Uncle Dyfed, Andre left their home, and went back to his wife, who had been a constant visitor since he woke up. She would bring him all kinds of Russian meals - it was the only time he would stop complaining. Andre was a bad man, he could no sooner look at you before he would blow your face off, but Andre’s wife, Katiana, she ruled him with an iron fist. The minute he started to complain in her presence, one look from her and he would stop.

  Branwen found the dynamic hilarious. Although the Isakov family was publicly run by men, the true ruler of the family was Katiana. The time had come that Branwen was going to have to step up as the head of the Murphy family. She had no idea how their employees were going to accept the change - the Murphy family had always been patriarchal. She called a meeting after Andre went home of the inner circle. These were the men that her da and Uncle Dyfed trusted the most, these were the men who did the heavy-duty work.

  There were a few things she wanted to discuss, one being where the fuck they all were the day her family was ambushed by the Ricci family. The room was filled with men, six in total. All men that had watched her grow up. All men whose children she had played with at family functions. All men that should have had her da’s back.

  “Good afternoon gentlemen,” she began looking around the room. “As you all are aware the Murphy family has no longer got someone at the helm. However, today that has changed. Today the Murphy family will be led by me.”

  A roll of thunderous laughter filled the room. Branwen folded her arms across her chest and glared at the laughing men, until they simmered down. One by one she could see the looks on their faces morph into disbelief, to shock and then a myriad of outrage to contentment. She was prepared for the outrage and waited for the first comment to come.