Town of Chance: Attacking Innocence [The Dare Series 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “Fifteen minutes, huh? A quickie? Is that what I’m good for?” she asked as he closed the door and locked it.

  “You never complain about our office quickies, as you refer to them.”

  “Who said I’m complaining?”

  “You sound like you are.” He pulled her close and kissed her. He ran his palms along her hips and straight to her ass.

  “I just feel tired and spent after them, Antonio,” she said to him softly, running her hands up his chest as he undid his pants and shoved them down.

  “Tired?” he asked, moving her hands over his cock.

  “Yes, because you’re so big and hard, I need time to recover.”

  “Oh hell, you’re such a tease,” he said and lifted her up and placed her onto the desk. His eyes widened. “You’re not wearing any panties?” he scolded her.

  “See, I’m not a tease, I was hopeful you and your brothers would all want quickies in the back office.”

  He smiled wide. “Baby, you are in a heap of trouble.” He lowered down and licked her pussy. She held on to the desk, legs wide just like her men liked it and she moaned in pleasure as Antonio feasted on her pussy.

  She was in for it tonight. Once Antonio told his brothers she wasn’t wearing any underwear, they were all going to take turns bringing her into the office for a quickie. She smiled wide. Who was the one in control after all?

  * * * *

  Finn had been the last to take her to the back office and make love to her. After he bent her over the desk and spanked her for not wearing any panties all night, he held her in his arms on the couch, caressing her thighs and shaking his head at her. But she sensed more was bothering him. He was tense, unhappy and she wondered if it had something more to do with work. He always looked on guard, with this expression and demeanor about him. She learned quickly that those hard expressions were of concern, a protective, ready emotion and it was part of what attracted her to him. Well that, and all his muscles. The man was shredded, and that showed in his firm jaw, distinguished nose, and the gruff of facial hair that only seemed to disappear immediately after he shaved. She loved that about him.

  She enjoyed just watching him shave, watching Antonio cook, Billy look over accounting numbers and Salvatore practicing his martial arts or getting angry at the television when a crime show didn’t use facts or show real police procedure. She loved it all.

  She ran her hands up and down his shoulders. His dress shirt was undone, and there was no rush to get back out to the restaurant and bar, as most of their friends had headed home.

  “Are you feeling okay?” she asked him. He held her gaze. He nodded.

  “You seem tense. You looked angry, on edge all night.”

  “That’s because my woman was prancing around in a tight sexy dress with a bare pussy underneath.” He gave her ass a spank and she lifted up and giggled. Then lowered down and massaged his tight shoulder muscles.

  “It was for your pleasure. A little surprise to make you guys smile.”

  “What would make us smile is you coming home with us every night and sleeping in our bed permanently.”

  She sighed and began to lift up but he gripped her hips.

  “Why don’t you want to?” he asked very seriously.

  “It’s too soon.”

  “No it isn’t. We love you, we want you, and you love and want us. What more of a reason is there to need?”

  “I don’t know. I guess I would have said yes immediately if you asked because of that and not because of my nightmares and wanting to take those away. I didn’t want there to be any other reason but because you guys love me and want me.”

  “Oh baby, Antonio didn’t mean it that way when he asked.”

  “I know that.”

  “No, I don’t think you realize how possessive you make us feel, and protective, and in need. You’re our world, and our everything. We want you all the time. It sucks at night when we can’t hold you and caress this sexy body, or look into these baby blues.”

  He caressed her cheek and she held his hand and turned into it, closing her eyes and absorbing his touch.

  “Come on and say yes. Say you’ll move in this week. We’ll help move your stuff. Hell, we’ll set things up in a separate bedroom if that makes you feel better.”

  She widened her eyes. “Why would I do that?”

  “So you don’t feel rushed, pressured, or whatever you’re feeling.”

  She smirked. “That makes no sense at all, unless you guys don’t want me leaving my personal items around your room. You know, like panties, bras. I have a lot of sexy undergarments. I collect them.”

  He ran his hands along her hips and gave them a squeeze. “You can bring them and leave them anywhere you want. You won’t be wearing them, though. Except for work,” he scolded and squeezed her ass. She chuckled and hugged him tight. He ran his hands up her bare back and she heard the door open and then close.

  “What’s this? I sure as shit didn’t get to cuddle with her. She told me we needed to get back out there so we could mingle and socialize,” Salvatore said and she chuckled against Finn’s chest.

  “I have more patience than all of you, and it paid off,” Finn said. Salvatore pulled off his tie and sat down on the couch next to Finn. He held her gaze and she smiled at him.

  “You look like a woman well loved.” He traced her chin and cheek and she reached out and slid her fingers between his, then brought them to her lips. She kissed his knuckles and Salvatore’s eyes squinted at her.

  “Well, that was a successful evening,” Billy stated, joining them in the office. She lifted up and Salvatore released her hand. Billy placed a bottle of champagne down onto the desk along with some glasses. He then walked closer to Missy Ann and ran his hands along her shoulders. She tilted her head up to look at him and he smiled. “You were amazing, both out there and in here.” He covered her lips and kissed her. She felt her cheeks warm. She had enjoyed making her men wild and being whisked off to the office to be scolded and well loved.

  “Where’s Antonio?” she asked him when he released her lips.

  “He’s talking to Keith and Kurt.”

  “Oh, I should go out there, too,” she said and lifted up off of Finn’s lap.

  Billy pulled her close, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kept a palm over her ass. “You don’t need to go out there.” He kissed her neck and she ran her hands along his hips and up his dress shirt.

  “I’m the manager, too,” she said to him.

  He licked her neck and tugged on her ear. “You’re our lover, our woman first.” He squeezed her ass and then caressed it.

  She chuckled.

  “I need to go out there.” She stepped from his hold and slid her hands down her dress. She then walked to the small mirror and checked her makeup. Boy, did she have great coloring right now. She reached for her bag and took out the small bottle of perfume and sprayed herself. She added a little lip gloss to her lips and adjusted her breasts and then when she thought she looked presentable and like she wasn’t in the back office having sex most of the night, she turned around.

  They were all staring at her, looking hungry.

  The door opened and Antonio walked into the room smiling. “There you are.” He pulled her into his arms, dipped her low, and kissed her. She held on to him, afraid he might drop her but he held her tight. When he lifted her back up he kept a hand around her waist. “Open the champagne. It’s time to celebrate,” he said and Billy popped the cork, making her jump, and began to pour them all a glass of champagne.

  “What about Keith and Karl? Don’t they need help?

  “They got it covered, baby. You worked your ass off all night.” He gave it a tap and his brothers chuckled. Her cheeks blushed.

  “You were incredible. You handled any little glitches and problem, you schmoozed the guests, and the compliments and reviews should be amazing,” he added.

  They made a toast and then took a sip of their glasses. “Plus she worked her ma
gic on that local restaurant review reporter, Herbert. That guy was like putty in your hands,” Billy said and swallowed down the rest of the champagne before pouring more into his glass. She could feel their excitement.

  “He’s a nice man. I gave him a private tour last week and even let him try some of our signature appetizers. He said no one ever let him do anything like that. A behind-the-scenes look.”

  Billy cupped her cheeks and leaned closer. “Smart and beautiful.” He kissed her lips. They were so excited and so happy. She loved it and was happy for them.

  Then Finn’s cell phone buzzed. He glanced at it and then looked at Salvatore. “I’ll be back in a minute,” Finn said but Salvatore followed him. She didn’t miss the concerned expressions on Billy and Antonio’s faces. Her gut clenched.

  “What’s going on?” she asked.

  “Probably work related,” Billy said to her but didn’t keep eye contact. She knew he was lying.

  “Come on. We should wrap things up and head home,” Antonio said to her and kissed her deeply as he ran his hands all over her body. She couldn’t think of anything, not even trying to say that she should stay at her place tonight. It wasn’t worth the fight, and it seemed as they continued to break down her defenses she would submit and move in with them. Probably before the end of the week.

  * * * *

  “He was here in town and they lost him?” Finn asked with Salvatore right beside him.

  “Seems that way. The cops couldn’t clearly identify him and by the time they attempted to get a closer look they lost him in the crowd. He was there at Connelly’s,” Warner told him.

  “Fuck. Did they get anything? A make of a car he was driving? Any clue?” Finn asked.

  “They did, along with a partial license plate. But listen, Finn. That shit we went over the other day, it’s worse. These guys make people disappear and they keep their hands clean. Somers wants you to meet with him tonight. They want to flush this asshole Colton out. They think he could be a great informant and they want him,” Warner said to him.

  “That’s just fucking great, and what about us? Does Somers have a way of protecting us so this guy doesn’t put a bullet in the backs of our heads?” Finn asked, looking at Salvatore who was just as pissed off and worried as he was.

  “He has a plan. I think you don’t have much of a choice. These guys only seem to have their eyes on you and Salvatore. Before they do something like go after your brothers or Missy Ann, I think we need to make the first move and secure everyone’s safety.”

  “Fuck,” Finn said.

  “Fine. We’ll meet tonight. Where and what time?” Finn asked. When he disconnected the call Salvatore held his gaze. “Protecting Missy Ann, Antonio and Billy are our priority,” he said and Finn nodded. “These assholes are after us. Somers has a plan and Warner thinks we need to follow it. Let’s go tell them something came up with work. Antonio and Billy already know part of what’s going on. We’ll call them later to fill them in once we meet with Somers,” Finn told Salvatore.

  “Okay. But they have to make Missy Ann stay with them at our place, just as a precaution.”

  Finn smirked. “I think that was Antonio’s plan from the start anyway.”

  * * * *

  Darius whistled low as he looked at the pictures Boston sent to him from Colton. “Damn, she looks sweet.”

  “Anatoli will think so, too,” Boston replied.

  Darius looked at him. “Anatoli? What do you mean?”

  “I mean, this is how you get your ultimate revenge and keep your hands clean by not killing two cops. We sell her to Anatoli. He takes her wherever the fuck he wants to take her. It doesn’t have to even be to the Ukraine. Who the fuck cares. They’ll spend their time searching for her and losing their fucking minds. They’ll know that they’re the ones that got her taken.”

  “Won’t that come back to bite me in the ass, too?”

  “Nope. You know nothing. You say you didn’t even know they were the ones who killed your brother because you were not close to him. He didn’t work for you or stay in touch.”

  Darius stared at the picture of Missy Ann.

  “I think I’d like to meet her first.”

  “No. No, Darius, that’s not a good idea. You’ll want to fuck her and knock her around and then send her off and they’ll figure shit out and you’ll go down. No,” Boston said to him but Darius just smirked.

  “You don’t tell me what to do, Boston. It will work out fine. Plan for it to happen this weekend. Get her and bring her to the penthouse where the party is taking place. Anatoli will be there. He can sample her with me and decide.”

  “You’re out of your mind. It’s a bad fucking idea. Really bad.”

  “No it isn’t. They can’t find us. They don’t know about any of our involvement in anything. We’ve covered our tracks for years. The feds are stupid, and some measly state police investigator and detective in some local town are not going to be able to find her or us. Call Colton and tell him to get her here by Friday night.”

  * * * *

  There were too many fucking cops around. It was already Thursday night and he had fucking hours to get her to New York. What the fuck?

  Colt watched Missy Ann from the corner of the bar. He had to call in for some help and unfortunately on such short notice, only Lenny could come. He gave the dude very little information. He asked that he get Missy Ann to come to the side of the restaurant by the sitting area. It was a Thursday evening and the place was crowded but not by the outside away from the tiki bar and the gazebo. He could stick her with the needle then carry her through the bushes to the car. It had to work. He was running out of time.

  Colt made his way to the outside, catching a look from Lenny who held a beer in his hand and watched Missy Ann. He hoped he pulled this off or Darius was going to kill him.

  * * * *

  “Let me do the rounds now and then I’ll meet you in the back to go over those order sheets. I think we should be good with most of that stuff until Monday. Let’s see how this weekend goes. You did use a separate order form for the stuff we need for the parties Saturday and Sunday?” she asked Keith.

  “Yes, I did, and Karl has all the liquor orders and he needs confirmation on the desserts from the people. We’ll take care of that tomorrow morning.”

  “Okay, wonderful. I’ll head out to do the rounds,” she said.

  “I’ll be out in a minute. I just want to check on Olivia. She was having a hard time working that tap we’ve had some issues with. Then I’ll meet you outside,” he said to her.

  “Karl, don’t worry about it. I’m fine.”

  “I know, but we were told to keep an eye on you.”

  “What?” she asked.

  “They worry about you. They’re very protective and hey, we don’t blame them. You get asked out on a regular basis. If they knew, they’d fire you,” Keith added to the conversation.

  “Great. Thanks for not letting them know.”

  They laughed. “I’ll be out shortly,” he said, holding the door for her. Karl headed toward the bar and Olivia and she headed toward the tiki bar to check on everyone.

  As she made her way around everything seemed to be just fine.

  “Excuse me.” She heard a male voice and then turned around to see some tall, skinny guy holding a beer. He stared at her lips and then her breasts. She raised one of her eyebrows up at him.

  “Uhm, I have a complaint.”

  “Really?” she asked, placing her hands on her hips.

  “Yes, really. There’s this bench over there on the side of the building where I can sit and watch the water and the people dancing and stuff, and it’s broken. I think I sat on a piece of wood and it cut me.”

  “Oh God, that’s terrible. Can you show me?” she asked.

  “Of course,” he said and she followed him through the crowd then to the side of the building. From where the bench was he certainly couldn’t see the dance floor or many people and it was low lit, too. Her
men hadn’t intended on using this part of the property yet. They were still working on ideas for it. Now she would have to tell them they needed to come up with something and move this bench.

  “I’m so sorry that this happened. I’ll have to let the owners know and maybe get someone to post a warning over the bench so no one sits on it,” she said.

  As she reached for the cell phone on her hip she felt the man grab her arm. “That won’t be necessary,” he said and stuck her with something in the neck.

  She gasped and pulled back, falling onto the ground.

  “Hey.” She heard Karl yell and then some other guy grabbed her. “Get rid of him and move it,” the guy said and he pulled her up into his arms. She tried to fight him but her head spun and she felt like she had no control over her arms and legs.

  As she screamed for help she saw Karl fist fighting with the other guy but the branches were hitting her arms and her face as this guy carried her through some brush. He got to the car, unlocked it, and opened the trunk. “No. No, please don’t do this. Don’t,” she begged and he struck her before shoving her into the trunk.

  She felt so weak and suddenly so tired. “Help me. Please, help me,” she said and the trunk slammed closed, filling her vision with darkness.

  * * * *

  “God damn it, he took her. The son of a bitch took her. It was her he was after this whole time, not us,” Finn yelled as he paced the hallway at Connelly’s.

  “Calm down. We’re going to find her,” Burker said to him as they all gathered inside of the office.

  “She won’t be able to handle this. She never got over being abducted and assaulted the first time. Now this. She must be so scared,” Salvatore said.

  “I’m going to kill these fucking people. They can’t get away with this,” Finn yelled.

  “Let Tazer, Lynch and Somers get some answers from the guy Karl caught. He’s our only help in finding out who took her and where they took her,” Parker added.