Under Their Protection

by J. A. Bailey

  Walker took over where Blake left off, kissing her lips.

  “Damn, she tastes good.”

  Blake laughed. “You’ll have to get a good taste later.”

  “Oh God,” Ebony exclaimed. The thought of more aroused her to a ridiculous state. Instead of feeling satisfied, she just wanted more. More of these amazing men. More Blake. More Walker.

  Blake urged her back onto the bed. “Ebony, we are far from finished with you, I promise.”

  She ended up laid back against the fleece blankets, her hands still tied behind her. It was not comfortable but she couldn’t bring herself to care. The position kept her chest thrust out. Both men leaned over her, hands stroking and massaging her flesh. Walker took the opportunity to dip down briefly and lick her soaking pussy, declaring, “I just had to have a little taste.”

  She shied away from the strong lick and he rewarded her with a light tap to her pussy, reprimanding her. Ebony drew in a breath and tolerated the few unbearably teasing laps before they rolled her over.

  Unable to do anything but obey, she moved with them as Walker used his hands on her hips to draw her onto all fours. With one hand clutching the thong, he held her up. Smoothing his other hand over her buttocks, he brought it down with a ringing slap, making her squeak as warmth spread through her skin.

  “You want a taste of Blake’s cock, sweets?” Walker asked her. “What do you think, Blake? Want to see what that sweet little mouth can do?”

  “Hell yeah.”

  Ebony nodded frantically. Blake kneeled in front of her, holding out his shaft in invitation. Her jaw still ached from sucking Walker’s cock but nothing would stop her from relishing the taste of Blake—from living out one of her many, many fantasies. She wanted—needed—to hear him groan in pleasure. Had to feel him pulse against her tongue.

  She took him in her mouth and he inched in slowly. As she took him to the back of her throat, Walker used the flat of one palm to spank her arse then he plunged his fingers into her soaking pussy, making her scream against Blake’s cock in surprise. Her pussy clamped instantly down as Walker worked his fingers in and out, twisting them to tease her g-spot. He punctuated it with the odd slap on her rear, inflaming the sensations as her skin grew sensitive. Blake moved gently in and out of her mouth. There was no rush to his actions and she got to feel every ridge and bump with her tongue. Got to relish every throb of his cock.

  Walker brought her close to the edge with his fingers, until she was sweating and her arms ached against his hold. Drawing away abruptly, Blake murmured a curse.

  “No good, Walker. I gotta fuck her.”

  Ebony’s eyes widened and she glanced back to see Walker grinning. “Go to it, man. She’s real close.”

  He untied her hands and flipped her over. Blake was on her within seconds, spreading her legs and settling between them. She flung her arms gratefully over his shoulders and clamped her thighs around his hips. With a grunt, he pushed into her, filling her in one swift lunge.

  “Oh God, Blake,” she whispered. She looked over his shoulder. “Walker,” she whispered too.

  He came to her side and swept a soothing hand over her face as Blake pounded into her. He stretched her perfectly, filled her beautifully. Walker grabbed one her hands and stood beside the bed, wrapping her fingers around his hard cock. While Blake concentrated on thrusting into her as hard as he could, Walker pumped his shaft into her hand.

  Ebony’s moan was smothered by Blake’s mouth. He kissed her savagely, seemingly wild with desire. It amazed and humbled her. He’d always been so in control. Not ever revealing he desired her until recently and now…now he was fucking her like a man who had finally found the woman he’d been needing forever.

  The crest hit her hard and fast as he slid savagely in and out of her. She managed to drag open her eyes to flick her gaze between both men as she shuddered around Blake. The adoration and desire in both their eyes seemed to increase the power of her orgasm but Blake didn’t even slow down so it continued streaming through her until she was weak. A raw sound came from the back of his throat and he flattened a desperate kiss to her mouth as his body tensed.

  Blake’s muscles tightened under her palm and he filled her, rocking out his climax. Satisfaction simmered in her veins and she sagged while Walker continued to use her hand to pump him. Though spent, she couldn’t wait for him to fill her too.

  They all froze as the sound of an alarm splintered the air. Scrabbling up, Blake ripped himself away from her. Ebony could hardly comprehend what had happened.

  “What—?”

  “Shh.” Walker pulled on his jeans and thrust his feet into his boots. “Motion detectors.”

  “Stay here. Stay away from the window. In fact, get on the floor next to the bed,” Blake ordered as he too fought to put his jeans on.

  Numbly, Ebony nodded. Footsteps on the wooden veranda made her heart leap into her throat but more than anything, it was the fear that these two men would come to harm that made her tremble with fear. She’d only just discovered them both. Blake had been so buttoned up and in control. It had taken Walker to open him up, and Walker had brought them all together. She couldn’t lose them. Either of them.

  With a wink from Walker and a look of concern from Blake, they snuck out the door, closing it behind them. Ebony wrapped herself in the fleece blanket and sank to the floor beside the bed, trying to fight off the chills. How had this night gone from being the most amazing night of her life to the most terrifying?

  Listening carefully, she pulled her knees up and tried to fight off the chills consuming her. Several careful footsteps sounded in the cabin. Was the person who’d been threatening her out there? How had they found her? Only some of her household knew where she was and no one outside of that. Maybe she’d been recognised on their way up? God, she prayed Walker and Blake would be ok. Yes, they were strong and well-trained but this person was clearly a psycho.

  The crunching of glass sounded and there was a scuffle. She released a scream as the bedroom door caved in with a crunch and three figures barrelled in. The third person, a dark-haired man Ebony didn’t recognise managed to break free of Walker and Blake and lunged for her screaming, “Whore!”

  The flash of a blade sent her scrabbling off the floor and across the bed to the window. Walker jumped for the guy, wrestling away the knife while Blake tackled him from behind. There was no way the stranger was stronger than her protectors but it seemed to her a wild desperation drove him. His eyes were wide and his movements tenacious. She pressed herself against the window, her eyes glued to the knife that he still clutched.

  “Oh God,” she cried as the blade whizzed past Walker’s face in their struggle.

  In one quick movement, the slender man slipped free and everything seemed to slow down. Walker grabbed for his legs as the intruder lunged for her while Blake threw himself in front of her. She screamed, the sound distant to her ears. Blake seemed to crumple in on the man and Ebony feared that was it. He’d been stabbed.

  They all ended up on the ground with the exception of Ebony. She gaped as Walker plowed a fist into the man’s face. The psycho went limp. Blake rose and pulled away. He turned to her and tugged her away from the scene, flashing the knife at her.

  “Oh, Blake.” She nearly sagged in his arms.

  “Hush, it’s okay. Walker’s got this.”

  She peered around him to see Walker tossing the man over and binding his hands behind his back.

  With her panties.

  She would have laughed if she could have done. Blake tugged her against his chest and his warmth quickly soothed away any lingering fear. These two men had protected her, saved her. They’d give their lives for her. She couldn’t be in any better hands and she knew, whatever happened, she needed them both by her side for the rest of her life.

  ***

  It was crazy. While the cops questioned Blake and Walker and took the stalker away, it all came to her. All the words she’d been searching for. It turned out th
e guy was simply some crazed fan who’d decided she was better off dying at a young age and being immortalised. He’s paid one of her PA’s a lot of money for a pass to the arena and for entrance to the house. The police would be paying her a visit shortly. But it didn’t matter. None of it scared her. Maybe there would be others but with Blake and Walker at her side, she’d been fine.

  And now it looked like maybe her career would continue on. Thanks to them. She didn’t doubt it was due to their loving, their control, that she felt free to explore the words that wouldn’t come. Curled up on the couch, with Blake’s T-shirt on and the fleece thrown over her shoulders, she scribbled the words on a notepad at a frantic rate. The police had already taken her statement and she knew she could rely on the two men to take care of the rest. So the words flowed and flowed until they stepped back in, having said goodnight to their intruder—now in handcuffs—and the police.

  Walker propped his hands on his hips and surveyed her. “Looks like our girl is a little busy.”

  Blake raised a brow at Walker. “Is that what she is then? Our girl?”

  A little breathless, Ebony laid down her notepad and waited. Did they still want her? Both of them? She couldn’t imagine what it would be like without either of them.

  “I think so,” Walker confirmed. “Don’t you?”

  A lopsided grin slid across Blake’s face. “Yeah I think so. What about you, Ebony? You all right with that?”

  She nodded dumbly. More than all right, she wanted to say, but she couldn’t get the words out. Instead, she realised, she’d have to show them. Slowly, seductively she came to her feet, letting the fleece drop from her shoulders. In one swift movement, she had Blake’s T-shirt whipped off and stood completely naked in front of them. Reaching for their hands, she led them into the bedroom and lay down.

  It took them only moments to catch up, both hastily tearing off their jeans to join her in bed. They ran their hands up and down her until Walker played with her clit and Blake plunged his fingers in and out of her. Both took turns in kissing her. When it was almost too much, they flipped her over and Walker worked his fingers down her arse to her puckered hole. Using her arousal, he worked his fingers over the sensitive ring, gradually invading it with one finger. She gasped and bucked into it while Blake pressed a hand underneath her to tease her clit.

  She knew exactly what they were building up to when Walker pushed a second finger in her tight hole. And she couldn’t wait.

  “Oh, oh, please,” she begged.

  “What, sweetheart? What do you want?” Blake asked hoarsely.

  “You. Walker. I need you both. In me. Please.”

  Walker chuckled. “Well, there’s a proposition we can’t resist.”

  He drew his fingers out and Blake eased her on top of him. With little hesitation, he plunged up into her. They locked gazes as she felt the heat of Walker’s body behind her. His hardness teased her rear, probing gently. She wriggled impatiently, feeling Blake harden further inside her. She grinned. This was turning him on even more—the thought of two men taking her at once.

  Walker entered her cautiously, pushing through until she gasped. “Okay, sweets?” he asked gruffly.

  “Oh yes.”

  More than okay. Two cocks filling her was better than she’d ever imagined. So full, so stretched. It was almost too much. But when Walker eased all the way in and they started moving in tandem, she was convinced she’d died and gone to heaven.

  Blake stared up at her, eyes dark with lust. She moaned quietly as they picked up the pace. The gorgeous man beneath her gripped her hips and helped her along. Soon they moved in perfect unison and their groans filled the air. Realisation hit her of how much she cared for—and loved the man between her thighs. He’d been by her side through everything. And the man behind her. She suspected if she didn’t love him already, she was falling for him. How many men were so generous and caring? How many men would share a woman because they knew she wanted them both? She surely had the best of men in her bed right now.

  With a grunt, Walker thrust raggedly into her and warm heat spilled into her. Her body spasmed as he continued to pump slowly. Blake released a growl and rammed up into her. The shock of him exploding inside of her sent an orgasm blasting through her. She clenched her eyes shut and rode wave after wave.

  They collapsed together, Walker blowing heavy breaths across her back. Eventually he eased himself out and to her side as Blake positioned her between them both. She turned to Walker and kissed him. “That was amazing. Thank you.” She rolled and kissed Blake. “Thank you,” she whispered.

  “You definitely need to thank Walker more. It was all his idea.”

  “Well I’m sure I can think of a way of thanking him soon enough but I owe both of you so much. You saved my life. And you brought me inspiration.”

  Blake traced a finger over her cheek as Walker curled up behind her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

  “Sweets, you don’t need us for inspiration. You’re inspiration in itself.”

  “No,” she shook her head and met his green gaze, “you guys inspire me. So much. I hope…” she stroked Blake’s arm, “I hope you’ll both continue to inspire me.”

  Walker grinned. “Of course. Blake?”

  Ebony peered at Blake. His expression was serious and her heart jumped. As much as she loved Walker, she needed Blake too. They all needed each other. Walker needed Blake’s seriousness and Blake needed his friend to push him to take risks.

  And she needed them both more than anything.

  A quick smile flashed across his face. “Of course, Ebony. You need us, just as we need you. We’re not going anywhere.”

  “Yep,” Walker agreed. “This sweet body still needs our protection.

  “And lots more loving,” Blake added.

  Lying on her back and wrapping both arms around their necks, she grinned and kissed them in turn. Whatever happened with her career, she knew she was safe with these guys. They’d always take care of her and she would do her best to take care of them back.

  The End

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