“Wow, this is nice,” Ravyn said as she dismounted, followed by Cassie, who walked the horse over to a rope strung between two trees and tied the reins to it.
Jenna tied her horse next to Cassie’s, then walked back to Ravyn. “This is where I caught Jackson skinny-dipping when I was twenty-two.” She looked around, then pointed to a tree limb. “He’d hung his clothes on that branch. He caught me spying on him and we had a really hot encounter. Afterward, he got dressed and told me if I was still here when he turned around he was going to use his belt on my ass.” She laughed. “I ran away, but looking back, I wish I’d stayed.”
Ravyn felt her heart speed up and wished she’d been there to see that. “So, he built this as a memorial?”
Jenna nodded. “Yes. All of the brothers are really romantic in their own way.”
Addison and Marisol joined them and Addison laughed. “Did you see the big white monument on the hill?”
Ravyn nodded. “The Ramsey cemetery is up there, right?”
Addison laughed. “Yes, but the big white monument is in memory of my stallion, Diablo. I always thought Cade had it built because I loved Diablo so much, but now I know he built it because he loves me so much. You see, one time when I was about fourteen or so, he and I were out checking fences and some men tried to kidnap me. Cade made me ride away on Diablo while he stayed back and shot at them to keep them from following me. He said that Diablo saved my life that day and that’s why he built the monument. Because he wouldn’t want to live without me.”
Cassie joined them. “I can hardly wait to see what Luc and Logan build for me. I know they’re planning something because twice now, they’ve clammed up when I’ve walked into their office.”
Jenna smiled. “It will be something wonderful, Cassie.”
Cassie laughed. “I know.” She sighed, then said, “We better get going or they’re going to find us standing around yammering.”
Addison hopped up on the picnic table and lay back with her legs hanging over the edge. She swung her feet in their shiny red boots back and forth, then smiled at the sky. Ravyn couldn’t keep the smile from her face. Pregnancy had turned Addison into a lazy little Irish elf and Cade into a worrier.
“Are you staying here, Addison?” Jenna asked.
“Yes. I promised Cade I would. I’ll see the rest of you after you’re caught and punished.”
“What makes you think we’ll all get caught?” Cassie asked.
“Because I know you and you’re no dummies. Who could resist the lure of punishment, then a good fucking?” Addison asked.
“You’re right,” Ravyn said. “The sooner we hide, the sooner they can find us.” Before she could take off, Cassie grabbed her arm.
“Give me your boots, Ravyn,” Cassie said, then winked.
Ravyn laughed, then slipped off her boots and handed them over.
Cassie stood up. “Stay here while I lay a false trail for Ravyn. Then I’ll do one for each of you, and then we’ll take off.” She left, then returned several minutes later and changed boots with Marisol and disappeared again. The third time she returned, she put on Jenna’s boots. When she returned, she gave Jenna’s boots back to her, then put on Ravyn’s.
“Okay, Ravyn and I are going east. Jenna, you and Marisol should go west. Travel together for part of the way, then separate and hide.” She glanced at Ravyn. “I’m going to follow you and clean up our trail.”
Ravyn stood up, then went east for a hundred feet before Cassie stopped her.
“Okay, we separate here. Do you want to go toward the river or away from it?”
“Away from it,” Ravyn said.
Cassie high-fived her. “Good luck.”
Ravyn glanced in the direction she intended to take, but when she turned back to wish Cassie good luck, she was gone. “Damn, how does she do that?” She shook her head, then carefully walked back toward the field. A few minutes later, she saw a good climbing tree, walked past it, and carefully hid her steps as she circled around as if she was lost, then crouched down by a bush, making sure to leave her knee marks in the ground before standing. She took several steps back toward the field, then carefully walked back to the tree she’d chosen. She glanced around, didn’t see anyone, and reached up and grabbed the first branch, then heaved herself up. Off in the distance, a scream followed by laughter came from the river and she smiled as she climbed. Jackson had just found Jenna.
Once she was high enough off the ground, she found a large branch and sat down on it, then wrapped her arms and legs around the tree trunk. The branches below her hid her from view but she had a small glimpse of the path she’d taken from the clearing. She knew Zane would find her, and probably sooner rather than later, but at least he would have to search for her. She didn’t expect him to use the path she and Cassie had taken and was surprised when she saw him, Luc, and Logan step into view. They searched the ground, then spoke for a moment before Zane moved in her direction while Luc and Logan moved in the direction Cassie had taken.
She held her breath as he drew closer. He paused by the base of the tree she was in, then moved past it. Minutes went by as she waited for him to return. When he didn’t she smiled a self-satisfied smile and smothered a giggle, then gasped when she looked down and met his leaf-green eyes.
“Come down here and get your punishment, princess. You’re getting extra for the trick with the boots.”
“How’d you find me?”
“You didn’t check your six. Once I moved past you I had a clear view of your back.”
Ravyn looked behind her, and saw that he was right. “Oh, da—I mean dang.” She began climbing down. Once she was at the lowest branch, she hung down from it, and Zane grasped her around the waist and lowered her to her feet. He smiled at her, then unbuttoned her jeans and slid the zipper down. A second later, he hooked the waistband with his thumbs and pushed the jeans down to her boots but left them wrapped around her ankles.
“Arms up.”
Ravyn stuck her arms in the air and Zane grasped the hem of her T-shirt and stripped it from her. She was braless and he smiled at her before he held the shirt against the tree. “Breasts against the shirt.”
Ravyn shuffled closer until she was in position and Zane placed her arms around the tree. Her fingers didn’t touch, so she gripped the grooved bark. He adjusted her stance until her butt was sticking out, then he stroked his hands over her back and across her ass cheeks and the backs of her thighs. Several fingers slid through her ass crack, then over her pussy, and she knew without looking that they were wet when he held them up. A second later, she shivered when she heard him sucking her cream from his fingers. She wanted him to hurry, so she wiggled and he swatted her.
“No moving. We’ve discussed topping from the bottom, right?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Then you’re getting five more for breaking that rule. That makes ten swats, but first, we’re going to see how you like this.”
Ravyn felt something soft trail over her back and then across her butt. Goose bumps rose on her flesh and she pressed harder against the tree.
Zane chuckled. “I thought you’d like this flogger.”
Ravyn gasped as the first stroke of the soft leather strands swept over her back. She tightened her arms and rested her forehead against the tree. Gradually, stroke by stroke, Zane worked the flogger in a side-to-side pattern down her back then over her buttocks before moving back up and starting down again. She wanted to wiggle. Instead, she moaned.
Zane stopped and pressed his chest against her back. He nuzzled her neck. “Good, pet?”
“Oh, yes, Master. So good.”
He kissed her nape, then stepped back and began again.
Ravyn felt her mind shift as she relaxed and floated in a soft, shadowy place. Gradually, her arms drifted to her sides and her weight rested against the tree as soft moans left her lips.
Zane pressed his chest against her back again, then nipped her shoulder. He grasped her wrists, then wrappe
d her arms around the tree again. “Hold on.”
She wallowed in the pleasure of having his weight pressed against her, holding her helpless and controlling her. She tried to grip the tree but only managed to keep her arms up as he stepped back.
“I want you to keep count and thank me.” He swatted her once on each ass cheek, then waited.
Ravyn forced herself to pay attention. “One, two, thank you, Master.”
Zane swatted her once on each cheek, then again.
“Three, four, five, six, thank you, Master.”
He repeated the same sequence. Ravyn counted them, thanked him, and he pulled her back until she was bent at the waist.
“Brace your hands on the tree and spread your legs.”
Ravyn heard the hiss of a zipper being lowered, then felt Zane’s hands stoke over her back and grasp her waist. He lifted her to her toes, then pressed the head of his cock against her pussy. She was so wet that there was no resistance as he slipped into her, pulled back once, and then plunged in all the way. She moaned, then wiggled, and he swatted her right ass cheek as a warning. She liked it, so she wiggled again and he pulled out of her, stepped back, and swatted her five times, hard, right on the crack of her ass. She screeched, and he grabbed her and thrust back into her.
“No topping from the bottom. If I have to tell you again I’m using my belt on your ass. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Ravyn forced herself to be still and let him fuck her. Apparently, her behavior pleased him because he began fucking her so hard she had trouble keeping her balance.
“That’s it, baby. You know what I want. Press back and give yourself to me.”
Ravyn braced her hands and pushed back toward him. She loved this. Loved serving him and giving herself to him. Zane began fucking her harder, deeper. The sounds his cock made as it slid in and out of her should have embarrassed her but they spiked her arousal instead. She tightened her vaginal muscles and tried to hold him inside her.
Zane groaned. “That’s it. Squeeze down on my cock while I fuck you.”
Ravyn began a squeeze-release rhythm and Zane stopped for a moment, then groaned. He slid his hand over her ass, gathered some of her cream on his finger, and spread it over her anus. She wanted to reach back and spread her cheeks to give him access to her, but there was no need. His finger gathered more cream, then pushed into her. Little screams of pleasure and need left her and she shoved back against him. The finger slid in all the way.
“Oh, oh, please, Master, please.”
“Not yet. Not yet.”
Zane pushed into her, then held himself still as he finger-fucked her ass. Ravyn shivered and goose bumps appeared on her back. He added another finger and she panted with pleasure.
“Please, please.”
Zane pulled his cock out of her, then plunged back in. “Now, come now.”
His demand exploded through her followed by an orgasm unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. The pleasure swept through her then rebounded, over and over. She screamed his name then lost her grip on the tree. Zane caught her and held onto her as he came and his hot seed flooded into her. He pumped a few more times and Ravyn felt her moisture and his seed running down her legs. The sensation threw her into another orgasm and she heard Zane groan when her vagina rippled and pulsed around his cock again.
He leaned over her, his breath hot on the back of her neck. He nibbled on her nape, then slid his hands around her and played with her nipples. She moaned and he chuckled, then pulled out of her.
“Sir?” Ravyn wiggled, wanting him to fuck her again.
He chuckled then swatted her ass. “Get dressed, princess. No more fucking for you right now.”
“Have I displeased you, Master?” Ravyn chewed her lip while she pulled up her jeans and fastened them. Was she too demanding? Was he changing his mind about keeping her? It took her only a moment to pick up her shirt, shake it out, and slip it on while she waited for his answer.
When she turned around, Zane shoved his shoulder into her belly and lifted her over his shoulder, then swatted her butt. “You please me very much, pet, but you’re my prisoner now, so behave or I’ll take a crop to your ass.”
* * * *
After returning from the hunt, they changed into their suits and swam. Luc and Logan were the last to show up with Cassie tied up and thrown over Luc’s shoulder. They quickly changed into suits and jumped in the water then started a game of war until Addison complained of being hungry.
The day was too warm to have a fire, so they left the cover on the fire pit and placed the food and drinks on it. Everyone helped themselves, then found a seat.
Ravyn snuggled up against Zane with a glass of iced tea in her hand. He was angled in the corner of one of the padded benches with her almost on his lap. He balanced a plate of food on her tummy and fed her a bite, then himself a bite, between sips of tea.
Ravyn looked around and smiled. It was turning out to be one of the best weekends of her life. Earlier, when she’d begun to worry about what would happen when the call from Mendez came she’d shut the thought down immediately. She was going to allow herself to have as much joy as she could before the situation became what Zane called FUBAR. Fucked up beyond all recognition. It was a good acronym and one she intended to remember.
“You okay?” Zane asked.
“Yes.” She looked into his eyes and smiled. “I’m having a good time. I haven’t done anything like this since my mother and I would go to our beach home by Corpus Christi. Every day we would swim, then eat our lunch on the beach.”
Zane tightened his arm around her. “It must have been hard on you to lose her.”
“Yes. It was horrible. I still have nightmares about the reporters surrounding my father and me while they yelled questions and tried to take my picture. After that, my father became really protective. I think he was scared something would happen to me.”
“Did they ever figure out who had kidnapped her?”
Ravyn shook her head. “I’ve always felt guilty that they got her that day.”
Zane smoothed his hand over her hair. “You were just a kid, princess. You wouldn’t have been able to save her.”
“You don’t understand, Zane. They weren’t after my mother. They were after me.”
Zane sat up and the plate slid off Ravyn’s lap to the ground. “What? Why do you think that, Ravyn?”
“Well, because my mother shouldn’t have been at the park that day. My friend, Emma, was supposed to be holding her birthday party there and I wanted to go, but I was grounded. Charles told me he would take my mom to lunch and I could sneak out and go.”
“Dolman was there?”
“Yes, he’d always show up when we went to the beach house. Anyway, Emma’s party was supposed to be in the park, but they’d closed it because they’d found a huge African bee nest. I had to walk by her house to get to the park and her mom saw me and stopped me. Our housekeeper told my mom where I’d gone and she went to the park to find me. That’s when she was kidnapped.” Ravyn realized everyone had grown quiet. She looked around and saw that they were focused on her.
Cade drew her attention to him. “Where was Dolman when your mother was kidnapped?”
“The housekeeper said he and my mother had argued and he’d taken off before she went to the park to find me.”
“Did you tell this to your father and the police, Ravyn?” Zane asked.
“I told my father. I guess he told the police. I know the police talked to our housekeeper. She probably told them, too.”
“What’s that housekeeper’s name, and where is she now?” Thor asked.
“Her name was Lettie. I don’t know her last name or where she lives. She was older then, so she may not even be alive now. It happened almost fourteen years ago.”
Across from her, Addison squirmed, then settled when Cade gave her a suspicious look. Ravyn watch as Addison smiled at Cade, then seemed to find her bare toes fascinating.
Luc se
ttled Cassie on Logan’s lap, then leaned toward Ravyn. “You said that Dolman had a mistress and you’d found several long blonde hairs on his jacket.”
“Yes. That’s right,” Ravyn said.
“Do you remember when you found the first hair?”
“Over two years ago. Why?”
“Dolman was arrested for trying to have you killed last November. The two of you were living apart at the time. Where was he living?”
“He kept an apartment downtown. A penthouse.” Ravyn looked from Luc to Logan. “Why are you asking me all these questions?”
Luc narrowed his eyes. “Just a couple more questions. Did his mistress live with him?”
“I don’t know.”
“Did you ever hear him say the name Linda?” Luc asked.
Ravyn shook her head. “No.” Ravyn saw Luc glance toward Logan, then a second later Logan nodded, then wrapped his arms around Cassie and whispered something to her.
Addison pushed Cade’s hands away, then stood up.
“If you’re going to talk about your horrible ex-sub, the woman the two of you shared with Cade before we were together, then I’m going swimming again,” Addison said.
“I’ll go with you,” Cassie offered.
Cade pulled Addison back onto his lap. “We’re just trying to keep all of you safe while we figure out what’s going on.”
Ravyn saw the frown on Addison’s face and thought, ah, oh, the crap is about to hit the fan.
“By withholding information when you promised not to keep secrets from me,” Addison said.
“Baby—”
“Don’t you baby me, Cade Ramsey! You promised. What else are you keeping from me?” Addison turned to Cassie. “Did you know about this?”
“Not until just now, when Logan explained it all to me.” Cassie elbowed Luc, then jumped to her feet. “You know, I think there’s a lot of things going on that we women aren’t being told about. Maybe I forgave the two of you”—she pointed to Logan, then Luc—“too quickly.”
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