She fell against Mercury’s chest and closed her eyes and calmed her breathing while her four men took care of her then held her in their arms and cuddled.
Life didn’t get any more perfect them this. Nothing could ruin it, ever.
* * * *
C.C. awoke as the bright sun cascaded through the windows and covered her face. She had been dreaming that she was on a tropical island with her lovers, enjoying a stroll along the beach and making love as the sun set. She was smiling as she blinked her eyes open and locked gazes with Frank.
“Good dream?” he teased, and she felt her cheeks burn.
She ran her palms up his chest and hugged him as she rolled him to his back and straddled his body. She barely remembered taking a shower last night. They had exhausted her into the wee hours of the morning.
“Maybe,” she teased and then kissed his nipple and continued a path along his shoulder and neck. As she turned her head, she saw Jenks watching her.
“You’re not going to tell us?” Jenks asked then reached out and caressed along her hip and her tattoo and then down her ass cheek, giving it a light tap.
“Well, have you ever made love on a beach under the sunset?” she asked him.
Frank cupped her breast and tapped her hip, indicating for her to lift up so he could taste her breast. She did, her gaze on Jenks, who stroked a finger along the crack of her ass.
“Never, but it sounds like something I’d love to do with you.”
“Really?” she asked. And he smiled.
“I think I know a place we could do that. It’s a private beach. No one would be around to see.”
“Or maybe they would,” Frank teased and then tugged on her nipple.
She felt her body shiver, and her pussy spasmed.
“Oh, you’d like that, huh, Frank? Exposing this body to strangers while you made love to me on a beach?” she asked.
He gripped her hips and gave her a squeeze.
“Never. I don’t want anyone but my brothers and I having a look at this sexy body. You got that?”
She cupped his cheeks and rose up, holding his gaze.
“I got that, sir.” She kissed his lips and plunged her tongue in deeply.
The sound of her phone ringing drew her attention to her purse on the dresser.
“That thing was vibrating before. A text message I think,” Jenks told her as he sat up.
Frank moved to the side of the bed with her on his lap, still straddling him. He cupped her breasts and held her gaze.
“I need you.”
“What about the call?” Jenks asked.
She smiled. “Who cares?” She lifted up and sank down on Frank’s hard cock as she held his gaze.
He kept his arms around her and let her lead the way momentarily. But then Jenks climbed off the bed and gripped her hair and head, tilting her up toward him.
Jenks cupped her breast as Frank thrust upward. Her lips parted.
“I need you, too.”
“Yes,” she said, and he kissed her deeply, stroked his hand along her throat in a possessive, arousing manner, and then released her lips as he moved in behind her.
Jenks moved around behind her, opening a drawer then closing it.
“Give me your hands,” he said to her, and she was about to reach up and back, but instead, he pulled her arms behind her, and she heard the click of the handcuffs.
She gasped.
“Kyle’s from when he was a cop.”
Her heart began to race, and her pussy leaked cream. Frank played with her breasts.
“You didn’t know he was a cop?”
She shook her head.
The handcuffs were cold and felt heavy against her wrists. They were loose though, and she suddenly felt aroused by the move.
“You’re gonna love this. Being restrained while Frank fucks that pussy and I fuck this sexy ass. You trust us, don’t you?” Jenks asked her.
She could hardly focus as Frank ran the palms of his hands up and down her ribs to her breasts. He played with her nipples, and she tilted forward, feeling the restraints.
Behind her, Jenks ran his fingers up and down her spine then to her ass, spreading her cheeks.
“So sexy and perfect. Do you like giving over complete control to us, C.C.?” Jenks asked.
“Yes.”
“Yes what?” Kyle asked, entering the room. She looked at him and held his gaze.
“Yes, sir.”
“Perfect timing,” Mercury added, following him.
Just looking at them calmed her, made her feel safe, secure, loved. She knew this was so right from Frank’s dark brown eyes and big muscles to Kyle’s serious look as he pulled off his shirt and scrunched his eyes a little from the pain in his shoulder, which made her feel for him and made her want to heal him, protect him.
“You do as we say and you’ll be rewarded,” Jenks whispered to her then kissed her ear and along her neck. Mercury joined Jenks, and Kyle stood by the side of the bed, just watching her.
“Ride Frank, baby,” Jenks ordered her, and she began to move.
It was so odd, the sensation of falling forward and not being able to stop herself from slamming against Frank’s chest. But he cupped her breasts and brought them down closer to his lips, forcing her to use her belly muscles and leg muscles to ride his cock. She lifted and moved back and forth then up and down as Frank played with her breast. From the side of the bed, Kyle joined in, reaching out to cup her other breast, and then he bent over and licked the nipple before suckling her nipple and breast hard.
She panted and felt the cream drip from her cunt just as Jenks pressed lube to her ass.
She slid her legs wider and rocked a little faster. She loved when they all took her together. She felt so connected, like such a deep part of them.
She gasped when she felt both Mercury and Jenks touch her. Mercury caressed her ass cheek, and Jenks fingered her hole. In and out, he stroked a finger in her ass, in sync with her thrusts over Frank’s cock.
“Oh yeah, she wants it. You ready for my cock, baby?” Jenks asked her.
“Yes.”
Smack
“Oh.”
“Are you now?”
“Yes.”
Smack.
“Oh God.”
Kyle pulled from her nipple. “Forgetting something?” he asked her, and she didn’t know what he meant. With all of them touching her, arousing her, she felt so confused and out of it. She was frustrated as Jenks fingered her ass and Frank thrust upward into her cunt.
“Please, Jenks. Do it. I need you.”
“Then respond the way you’re supposed to when we’re in charge.”
Smack. Mercury scolded her.
“Oh God yes, yes, sir, I want you. I’m ready.”
Jenks stroked her ass over and over again with his fingers. “You’re ready for what?”
“Oh please, Jenks, I can’t say it.”
Kyle pulled on her breast. Frank held his cock deep in her pussy, and Mercury gave her ass a smack.
“Say it,” Jenks ordered.
“I’m ready for a cock in my ass, sir,” she said with extra emphasis on the sir.
They chuckled.
“Fuck yeah, give it to her, Jenks. Hard and deep, the way she loves it,” Frank ordered.
Jenks kissed her shoulder and the back of her neck as he eased his fingers from her ass.
She took a few deep breaths and felt his hands and Mercury’s pressing her down. She felt so full with Frank’s cock deep in her cunt. Then Kyle caressed her hair.
“You’re perfect for us. A fantasy come true. Don’t hold back, C.C. and let us love you.”
At that moment Jenks pressed his cock to her anus and slid right into her ass. She felt the pop, and then he and Frank moaned and her pussy gushed with cream.
“Oh God. Oh.” She moaned aloud. It had to be the restraints that added to her oversensitive body. She felt completely out of control, and the sensations they caused were mind altering.
They moved together, and she tried lifting up and then Mercury was grabbing her hair and head. She saw his cock and looked up into his serious eyes. He winked before he lowered her mouth to his cock. She accepted his command, licked his muscle, and suckled against it before she took it down her thrust. Up and down she sucked him, in sync to Jenks’s thrusts into her ass.
She moaned against his cock, and Frank grunted as he came.
“Fuck, she’s so good. She feels amazing.”
Smack.
“Fuck,” Jenks repeated, and Mercury growled.
“That mouth. Hot damn, baby, I love this mouth.” He shot his load, and so did Jenks.
She was panting for breath and felt the handcuffs come undone, and then Frank lifted her hips as Jenks pulled from her ass.
Kyle grabbed her and lifted her into his arms. He kissed her deeply and then placed her feet on the rug. He turned her around.
“I need it like this,” was all he said, and he pressed her hands up against the wall.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered and she did, with the one handcuff hanging from her wrist. She looked over her shoulder at Kyle. He looked so serious, his muscles bulging and his hands caressing along her hips and then under her arms.
He whispered against her ear and licked her skin. “Ever been arrested, C.C.?”
“No, sir,” she said, sounding breathless as cream dripped from her cunt. My God, he was a fantasy come true. A hot, sexy cop frisking her naked. Oh yeah, she was more than willing to play along.
“Are you sure? You look a little dirty.” He pulled on her nipples from under her arms.
She leaned forward, and he gripped her hips, pulling them back so her ass was sticking out.
“Oh, I think she is a dirty little thing. She could use a nice ass spanking, Office St. James,” Frank said and took a seat on the bed watching them. The others were watching, too.
“I think so, too.”
Smack, smack, smack.
“Oh God.” She moaned and nearly lost her ability to stand.
Then she felt his cock press under her to her pussy. He teased her cunt and trailed his thick, long cock from pussy to anus and then back again. Then he moved closer, his belly and chest pressed over her back and shoulders. His hands massaged up her arms to her wrists, and he began to slowly thrust up against her.
She rocked her hips back.
“More. I need more,” she whispered.
“Oh, you’re gonna get a whole lot more, baby. Hold on,” Kyle said, and a moment later, she felt him lower, and then his cock was at her pussy. He smoothed his hands down her body, grabbed her hips, pulled back, and then he shoved right into her to the hilt.
She gasped and went to breathe, but he was relentless with his strokes. He thrust into her over and over again, and she remained with her hands against the wall and her legs spread wide as he fucked her faster and faster.
“I love you, C.C., he said to her, shocking her as she came, and then he followed, filling her to her womb.
“I love you, too. I love all of you.” She caught her breath and felt him ease from her pussy then lift her up and place her onto the bed.
She locked gazes with Kyle as he carefully removed the handcuff hanging from her wrist and kissed her wrists. Jenks kissed her other wrist and then along her breast and over the tattoo to her hips.
Frank had the washcloth, and Mercury had a dry towel, and they cleaned her up and then climbed up onto the bed with her.
She looked at each of them, her heart filled with love and adoration.
“We love you, too, and will always protect you and watch over you, always,” Frank said, and she smiled.
She ran her hand along Kyle’s thigh and then held his gaze. “I didn’t know you were a police officer.”
“I was for several years.”
“What happened?”
“I had to get out.”
“Because of your shoulder?” she asked him, and he got silent.
“There was an armed robbery. My partner and I came onto the scene and were in pursuit of the suspect when he fired upon us. I was shot in the shoulder, and my partner was killed.”
She felt the tears reach her eyes, and she caressed his thigh. “I’m so sorry, Kyle. I’m sure that was terrible and you felt badly about what happened.”
“I still feel guilty about it. Doland had a wife and kids.”
“It wasn’t your fault. It was the bad guy’s fault.”
He gave a soft smile. “It’s hard to explain but thanks.”
“I understand. My dad was a cop, too.”
He squinted his eyes at her. “He was?”
“He was killed in the line of duty when I was a kid. A guy on LSD killed him.”
He stared into her eyes and then he leaned closer. “You do understand.”
She nodded, and he hugged her.
* * * *
Frank looked at C.C. She’d showered and now sat at the table in the kitchen eating. They were all gathered around, falling into a routine these past few weeks of making love to C.C. and then having something to eat or just keeping one another company. The next few days were going to be hard with Mercury and Jenks working the night shifts and Kyle and Frank spending time with C.C.
She looked at her phone, and then she placed it back into her bag.
“Who is that who keeps texting or calling?” he asked her.
“Oh, it’s Chris. He was a friend of my brother.”
“Why is he texting you?” Jenks asked her.
“He’s just saying hello and making sure I’m okay and don’t need anything. He’s working my brother’s case.”
“He texted and called the other day too,” Kyle said to her.
“Yes, a detective was killed in a car bomb that apparently had some evidence on a possible suspect. The guy’s notes mentioned Red Cross and a place I worked where the fire happened nearby. He thought I might have remembered the fire and helping some people. He asked if I remember anyone strange. But I didn’t. He said he was reaching because he couldn’t find any other links.”
“That wasn’t the case with the detective and the arson unit? The one in Upstate New York?” Kyle asked her.
“Yes, you heard about it?” she asked.
“It was all over the news. They said the killer called the local 911 dispatch and said the detective was going to die,” Jenks added.
“I know, it was terrible, but the other detectives, along with Chris, have been trying to find copies of the detective’s notes and his documents. They thought they were in the SUV, but then Chris found a key or something. They’ve been trying it on different filing cabinets and in his home, too. It’s so crazy.”
“Do they think this guy was responsible for your brother’s and brother-in-law’s deaths too?” Frank asked her.
“That is what Chris is trying to figure out. If this guy is, and they can identify him then connect him to the fires and the crimes, then my sister, my mom, and I can finally have some closure. But so far, Chris and the others haven’t found the evidence this detective had.”
“Damn, I hope they catch the guy.”
“Me, too.”
Frank went to stand behind her and caressed her shoulders. “So this Chris guy is just a friend then?”
She smiled. “Yes, sir, just a friend.”
He gave her a wink and then leaned down to kiss her.
“Good. How about after breakfast we hit the beach and the boardwalk for the day? Because tomorrow is going to start a crazy week.”
She smiled. “Sure thing, I just need to stop home for my bikini.”
He ran his hand long her collarbone then down the front of her shirt and cupped her breast. “I’ll come help you find it and put it on.”
She grabbed his hand. “Then we’ll never make it to the beach.”
“That’s okay by me,” Kyle said.
“And me too,” Mercury added.
“You know there’s a sex toy store a few towns over. I co
uld grab a few things and we can spend the rest of the day exploring C.C.’s body and finding out just how obedient she can be blindfolded, her hands tied, and a flogger slapping her ass,” Jenks suggested.
“I’m in,” they all chimed in, except for C.C.
“I don’t think so.” She stood up.
Jenks grabbed her and lifted her up so she had to straddle his hips.
“Oh come on, baby. I can pick out a nice set of butt plugs, some little whips and floggers to scold this sexy ass, and maybe even some fine jewelry in the form of nipple clamps.”
“Nipple clamps? What the heck are those?”
He smiled. Then he caressed her breasts and ran his thumbs back and forth along her nipples. “Oh, you’ll love them. In fact, I’ve got a lot of fantasies I’d like to fulfill with you, woman, but first, I need to know one thing.”
She rolled her eyes and sighed. “What is that, Jenks?”
“What does C.C. stand for anyway?”
“Caroline Collins,” she replied.
“Caroline? Hmmm I like it.” Frank caressed her hair and then gave it a little tug.
She chuckled.
“I think we should call her Caroline Collins when she’s naughty, bent over our laps and getting that ass spanked,” Jenks said to her.
“You’re very naughty, Jenks.”
“You bring it out in me, Caroline.” He pulled her close and kissed her until she hugged him tight, lifted her up, and placed her on the table.
“Who is ready for a little dessert?” Jenks teased as he caressed up her shirt to her thighs. She held his hands and then laughed as he tickled her until that tickling led to another round of lovemaking, this time on the kitchen table.
Chapter 7
He looked over his handiwork several times then at the bed in the corner. He had a plan. It would show C.C. how great of a firefighter, a man, a lover he could be. She would be lying on the bed in the center of the room. The fire would start and burn along the doorway, filling the room with some smoke. Before it got completely out of hand, he would come crashing through the door in uniform with a fire extinguisher and put it out, all saving her life. She would be so grateful she would hug him, cry in his arms, and say she loved him for all time. Then she’d strip him of his turnout coat and would take off all her clothes, and they’d make passionate love. She would truly belong to him and no other man ever again.
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