“Dammit, War,” she yelled and tried to get away.
“Fuck no, I said we were talking and we are talking goddammit,” War snapped and walked in the front door Stone was holding open. Treat heard Bic call after them.
“You boys be careful now. She knows how to use a gun remember.”
War walked through the living room and down the hallway, carrying her the whole way. Treat struggled to no avail, that was until she was flying through the air and she hit a soft mattress with a thud.
“What the fuck?” she yelled loudly as she struggled to get herself up.
“No, you are going to sit there and fucking listen,” War yelled over her as he walked to one side of the bed and Stone stalked to the other. Both men glaring at her. This was a long time coming, she thought
“Yeah, no I am not,” Treat yelled and went to get off the end of the bed where the men weren’t standing but both of them grabbed her and pushed her back into place.
“Woman, we need to have a discussion about how things are gonna work around here,” War said and finally untangled himself.
“What the hell does that mean?” Treat asked and looked between the two men.
“It means we are fuckin’ done with this shit. We are gonna stop this playing around shit and finally have it out,” Stone said with a snap.
“Okay, well, I am so glad you guys are DONE, but guess what? You gave up that right to tell me how anything is going to go a while ago, when you fucked my best friend,” Treat snarled and then moved to the headboard and leaned back with her arms crossed over her chest.
“We didn’t fuck your best friend!” War yelled loudly that Treat jumped and then glared at him.
“Oh sorry, you fucked Trick, because you are right, that whore was not my best friend, she was a backstabbing treacherous cunt,” Treat agreed.
War cursed under his breath and looked to the ceiling, so Stone said, “No, baby, we didn’t fuck that cunt at all.”
“What?” she yelled. “Please tell me you are not standing there telling me you didn’t fuck her when I saw it with my own eyes. Jeez, the fucking nerve.”
“You saw what we wanted you to see dammit,” War said, running his hand down his face as Treat rolled her eyes. “We thought you were getting too close.”
“Yeah, okay,” Treat snapped. “So grown up, you thought I was a clingy bitch, and so you fake fucked my best friend to what, make me realize it was over? That you were assholes who I was wasting my time on? Well congratulations, it worked! You are off the hook, you don’t need to keep doing this shit!”
War frowned. “Off the hook? Woman, we are trying to tell you we were wrong.”
“No you weren’t,” Treat sneered. “You are trying to ease your conscious because of everything that happened with my sister. You feel guilty, it is okay. Seriously, I get that I was living in a dream world thinking you two would want to claim me as your old lady. But shit, get over it, you don’t need to do all this crap in order to make yourselves feel better.”
Stone rolled his eyes and looked at War. “She’s not getting it.”
“Nope,” War said and shook his head. “Listen, we fucked up, we didn’t sleep with Trick, hell, the second you left the room we pushed the bitch off. We just didn’t ever think we wanted something permanent, but afterwards, we realized we did. Not just anyone either—you. Now get undressed.”
Treat frowned. “Okay, let me get this straight. You crushed my heart and now you think you can say you are sorry, you were wrong, and everything will be okay?”
“Yep.” Stone grinned.
“No,” Treat said.
“What the fuck do you want?” War growled.
Treat frowned, “Nothing—that is the point, I don’t want anything from you, I never have. The only thing I ever wanted for myself was to find someone who actually wanted me.”
“Well, you want this and have since the beginning, driving us fuckin' nuts, but we are dumbasses and it took us a little longer to get we belong together. Now you are telling us that you don’t? Pretty sure you are gonna get your ass beat if you lie, baby, get undressed,” War said and folded his arms over his chest and glared at her.
“I agree with War, I have to add, guys are commonly dipshits when it comes to relationships so you gotta cut us some slack,” Stone said. “Done talking about this shit though, get over it, move on, talk to your bitches, whatever, it is done. War and I agree your sweet little ass is not going to leave here without our patch so deal with it.”
“YOU ASSHOLES!” Treat yelled.
“Asshole?” War roared. “Woman, we are trying to apologize and get in your fucking pants right now. Do not call us assholes anymore.”
Stone snapped as well, “No more of this shit, not going to apologize for the rest of my life for this. It is over, now take your fucking clothes off or I will and it will not be nearly as fun.”
“WHAT!” she yelled and began to get off the bed again. “You two are crazy if you think this is an apology.”
“Fine, I am sorry for acting like I fucked your best friend in order to drive you away so I didn’t have to deal with my shit. Now get fucking undressed,” Stone roared.
“No!” she yelled but wanted to grin, dammit, they were making her all hot and bothered with all this demanding she get undressed. It finally penetrated that they hadn’t slept with her best friend but she wasn’t making this easy dammit, they hurt her.
War grabbed her and lifted her around so her ass was across his lap, Treat fought and yelled, but both men were now ignoring her. Well, perhaps she took this too far.
“Get her pants off,” War snapped and she felt Stone grab the sides of her loose jeans and just pull. Well crap, she thought and her boots were gone, quicker than the blink of an eye.
“Don’t you dare,” she screeched.
“Oh I dare, baby,” War snapped. “We have been trying to tell you something and you are refusing to listen. You are being a bitch, and I am gonna show you what happens when you are a bitch.”
“I am sorry,” Treat laughed and tried to turn. But Stone had sat down and War switched her to his lap while he pulled at his own clothes.
“Shit, my cock is so fucking hard right now,” Stone moaned and pulled her up until she was straddling his waist. She looked at his flushed face and knew her expression had to mirror his. Passion, raw, electric, fuck she could feel it pulsing through the fucking air.
“Get her undressed,” War said and pulled on her t-shirt. It was off her body in the blink of an eye. She continued to stare into Stone’s eyes as he looked at her breasts. He licked his lips and when she felt War unsnap her bra, she didn’t hesitant to throw it off.
“Jesus,” Stone swore. “I missed these, how could I have forgotten how gorgeous they were.”
He bent his head and attacked her breasts. Treat had only made noises of desire up until this point but when she felt his lips on her nipples, she cried out.
“Yes, oh damn, please,” she said.
Stone leaned back so she was lying on top, still straddling his legs. War kicked his friend’s foot and she felt him spread, in turn spreading her wide. War picked her up by the hips so she was on her knees with her ass in the air.
“Fuck yeah. She is fucking soaked. Her cunt is hot for us. Do you want our cocks, babe?” War said and Treat nodded her head. “Words, babe.”
“Fuck yes,” she cried out.
Stone released her long enough to pull his shirt over his head. She grinned and ran her hands down his sculpted broad chest. She heard War rustling behind her, and if she wasn’t so fucking turned on, she would have turned her head to watch, but she couldn’t, she was more interested in making Stone get back to sucking her tits.
Treat grasped her breasts and held them out for Stone, he grinned and looked at her and then devoured each of the straining tips as if he was a starving man and she was his last meal. Shit, his mouth was heaven. War turned her head as he leaned in and kissed her.
Treat moaned
into his mouth, as he tasted her passion. His tongue, showing no mercy, swept into her mouth and touched every inch she would allow him to, which was all of it. Slow, deep, hard—and complete. That was how War kissed, a woman would know if he owned her because of the brand he put on her lips.
She felt a hand on her ass. Moving and pulling her up so she was well above Stone’s lap. War traced a finger down her ass and plunged into her cunt without any warning. Treat gasped and tried to pull her mouth away but War wouldn’t let her. He owned her, and she was going to know it by the end of the afternoon.
War wrapped a hand in her hair and held her still as he plundered and ravaged her mouth. Shit, she couldn’t catch a breath because of the feel of Stone on her breast, nipping and pinching both nipples with his mouth and his hands, and War working her mouth and her cunt, shit, she was a jumbling mess.
War pulled his hand back and circled her asshole. Shit, she thought and then Stone put his hand between her legs and inserted two fingers into her roughly. She moved and moaned, riding his fingers while pushing back toward War's, letting them know she was feeling out of control. She had been fucked in the ass before, but he had been gentle—she didn’t want gentle right now. She wanted them as out of control as she was. After they hurt her, she worked hard removing them from her mind, wiping out the feelings she felt when she was with them. Now with them, it all came flooding back, showing her what she had been missing out on.
“Fuck, Stone, she wants it,” War whispered against her lips when he finally released her mouth. She was panting against him. “Tell him, tell him you want us to fuck this cunt and ass at the same time. You want to be our bitch; you want to let us fuck you, hard, fast. You want it. Tell him.”
“Shit,” Treat whispered. “I want it.”
“What do you want?” War demanded.
“You, fuckers,” Treat screamed. “I want you in my ass and in my cunt and fucking me so hard I can’t fucking see straight, is that so much to ask for?”
Stone chuckled. “No, babe, just checking.”
“Bastards,” Treat muttered and then pushed back against War’s hand again.
“Yeah, gonna open you wide, babe,” War said and she felt him put one finger in her while Stone pushed his two back into her pussy. Shit, she could feel them both and she cried out. Stone grabbed her hair with his free hand, pulled her down, and began to kiss her.
They stretched her, pushed her and yes, fucking demanded her to give them her body and she did, she gave it to them with a fucking scream of frustration when they pulled away from her when she was about to come just from their hands. Then they did it again until she was ready to go and get the gun and finish them if they didn’t fuck her. She voiced all of this while they laughed and her; it pissed her off and turned her on at the same time.
Somehow they rid themselves of all their clothes while they were teasing her, she didn’t know how, well, she did cause she demanded it, even went so far as to impatiently push down Stone’s jeans as she stood briefly and bent over with War’s finger in her ass. But she didn’t care; all she cared about was getting their cocks in her. When she had settled back down, she grinned at Stone.
“Fuck me,” she growled, demanded, as Stone laughed.
“Condom,” he said and War threw one over her shoulder. “Put it on me, babe, and make sure you give him some attention too while you are working it on.”
She wrapped her hand around Stone’s cock and he moaned. Her fingers barely made it around the monster and she grinned. She had missed this, being with them—thoughts ran through her head about what they had done, she would deal with it later—she grinned and went back to focusing on Stone’s cock.
She pumped it a few times, then ran her finger over its tip, and wiped the small bead of come that was already leaking. Fascinated with what she as doing, she didn’t realize until War tapped his cock to her cheek that she had been licking her lips. Apparently they had noticed though because War was offering her a taste of him before he buried himself in her ass. She grinned bigger and opened her mouth.
War grabbed the back of her hair and held on as he fucked her face. Stone grasped her hand and held it around hers as she pumped his cock in the same rhythm.
“Shit,” War said. “Enough, I wanna come in that fucking ass.”
Treat nodded and then turned and put Stone’s condom on his cock. She wasted no time in getting him ready and he was laughing at her impatience.
“I think her cunt is lonely, buddy,” Stone said.
“Yeah, well not for long, her ass is begging to be reamed, I would guess the same for her cunt, fill her up, man,” War laughed and she moaned from their dirty talk.
She lifted herself until she was positioned over Stone’s cock, then she slowly began to lower herself on him, savoring the feel of her pussy sliding over him. But he wasn’t having any of that, she needed a lesson and slow could come later, now she needed to feel them slamming into her, if they were lucky she wouldn’t sit for a week when they were done with her.
He pushed up and pulled her down at the same time, stretching her pussy for the first time in about a year. She missed this, them, dammit, she really didn’t want to admit this, but they were the best she had ever had bar none. She loved them, she thought and closed her eyes.
Stone stayed still as War pushed into her ass. She was so fucking full, and she screamed because it felt so amazing.
“DON’T FUCKIN' STOP!” she yelled and both men chuckled.
“Don’t worry, babe, gonna fuck you raw,” War whispered in her ear and she shivered.
They both entered her, filling her, Treat could feel every pulse inside her, keeping her eyes closed. This was heaven, this is what she was made for—them. Finally, she had enough and begged them to start moving.
“Please,” she whispered. “Please!” she said louder. “Fucking move.”
They complied and began to fuck her; one pulling out while the other pushing in, over and over, creating a friction in her cunt and ass that completely drove her out of her mind.
So good.
Stone reached between them and began to tease her clit while they fucked her. It set her off in a way she had never been set off before. Like fire, her body having a mind of its own, chasing the explosion she knew was coming.
“Fuck, babe,” Stone moaned. “Squeezing the life out of my cock. Your pussy is like fucking heaven.”
“So is her ass, like a glove made for me,” War said and then moved faster and faster until she was thrashing in their arms completely out of control.
With a scream Treat burst apart, coming so hard she shook with the passion, and both of the men followed her close behind. As they panted and tried to regain some sort of thought, the only sounds in the room were their breaths.
“You get it now, babe, we were made for each other, the past is the past, we are moving forward,” War said, pulling out slowly.
“Fuck you better, cause there is no way I am going without this again.” Stone laughed from under her, his head leaned back against the pillows with his eyes closed. Treat curled into his chest and snuggled.
“Maybe?” she mumbled.
“Fuck no,” War laughed. “This is settled, no going back, you are ours, babe.”
“Oh fine,” Treat said hiding her grin.
“What?” Stone roared and then sat up and looked at her. She smiled and shook her head.
“You are so easy.” She laughed.
Chapter Ten
“She is dead?” Treat said with an emotionless voice. The guys were in the meeting room. Freebyrd and Match were the only ones in there now, along with the three of them. They had wanted to tell her before the meeting with everyone so it wouldn’t be a surprise.
“Sorry, honey,” Free said and nodded. “Got the call this morning. They found her last night in the trailer. No one else was there, someone called in a disturbance and the police went to check, she was already gone.”
“My father?” Treat said slowly.
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br /> “No one knows where he is. They are looking for him, the police think he was involved, one of the neighbors said he was there during the disturbance but don’t know when he left. The neighbor also said there was more than one male voice,” Match said.
Treat felt both Stone and War get close to her. She was sure they were trying to be supportive, but she wasn’t sure how she was feeling. She stepped away from them, looked at Free, and asked.
“Has anyone told my sister?”
Free shook his head. “No, right now the doctor says she needs rest and calm. They said she was going to be in the hospital for at least a few more days. The courts are working on getting her a permanent restraining order against all of them.”
Treat nodded and looked out the small window that was in the back of the room. How the hell had this all happened? It went from bad to worse, she thought. Every single time she thought something was going to settle down and they had the upper hand, shit fell apart. This time, it was her fucking life falling apart.
“Okay, I will talk to the therapist we have lined up to counsel battered women and see what she says. If we should tell her, I will do it,” Treat said.
“Babe,” Stone muttered and stepped close to her. “We are in this together.”
Treat nodded absently as she thought. Her mother was dead. It didn’t matter that she was a shit mother, it didn’t matter that Treat ran away from home to get away from them, it burned and the burn began to spread. Tears gathered in her eyes and she turned and looked at Stone and War.
“Was it my fault?” she whispered.
“What?” War said stunned.
“I mean, I know I didn’t do it. But seriously, when I saw them at the hospital the first time I looked at her like she wasn’t even human. I was literally disgusted by the sight of her. How could she just stay with him, how could she put us through all that? It was the only thing I was thinking. I didn’t think about her being a victim, I didn’t think about the years I saw my father beat her down until she was broken. Should I have tried to get her and Jilly out of there harder when I left? I got out, I survived, but my sister is in the hospital recovering from being beaten until she almost died. My mother is dead by the hands of the man who fathered me, and here I am. Healthy, strong, and I have friends, a good life. Who the fuck does that? What kind of person turns their back on their family and just leaves them in that shit hole to survive?” Treat said, the tears finally coming in rivers down her face and she didn’t care.
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