He laughed. “They sure as shit would. If you need anything, you be sure to let me know. Tell Chloe, too.”
“I will.”
“By the way, assuming with all this you’ve shared, that you are planning on sticking around Repose?”
“Hell yeah. I think I’m going into early retirement and enjoying life.”
“Retirement? Any interest in law enforcement?”
“What?”
“I’m looking for another police officer to hire on. I was thinking of asking you, Scottie or Wallace if they were interested.”
“Not me. I’m planning on enjoying retirement and spending time with my brothers and Chloe.”
Cesar smiled. “We should all get together. You know she’s good friends with Antonia, Brooklyn, and our other friends?”
“That would be great and totally normal. I’m ready for normal.”
Cesar laughed. “I know that feeling. Don’t worry. I won’t let on to this conversation with Chloe.”
“She knows I’m here and accepted and trusted my judgment in trusting you. It will work out fine. Thanks.” He stood up and they shook hands.
“Are you going to be hanging out at the Station Friday night? I believe Chloe is working and we all pretty much wind up there.”
“Probably will. I’ll see you then.” Cesar smiled and then Stephan headed out of the office and to his truck in the parking lot.
* * * *
“Tell me how she is, Michael,” Copias asked Commander Michael Crown over the phone.
“She sounds like she’s doing well.” Michael swallowed hard. He couldn’t believe he was caught up in this situation. When the raid happened he had assigned men to grab Celeste and tell her they were her way to escape and get protection from the feds. They would then get her to the van, drug her and she would wake up in another country in Copias’s bed. Instead she got shot and the men said it looked like she was protecting Scallone, one of Copias’s connections to exporting drugs and guns.
“Do you have a location on her yet?”
“Not yet. It’s been difficult and she isn’t budging. When I spoke to her she sounded depressed and miserable.”
“Probably because she knows she belongs to me. I don’t even care that she was working for the feds, or for you. I want her back.”
“Why do you want her so badly? There are too many organizations looking for you. The feds haven’t dropped the pursuit. In fact, I heard they were near the vicinity of your location just a week ago.”
“I handled that fine. I could be in the same room with those morons and they wouldn’t know it. All I need is her location.”
“I can’t get it. Not without drawing attention to myself. It took a lot to get them to allow me to speak with her and remain connected to her old life. She doesn’t even want me calling her.”
“You said you were close. I would hate for something to happen to your little lover in internal affairs. You know, it’s a conflict of interest, you two being lovers. If anyone found out you could both lose your jobs.”
“Leave Synad out of this. She hasn’t done anything.”
“She will be doing something soon enough. Get her to use her connections with the feds to find out where Celeste is. I expect an address in a week. Otherwise, people close to you might start showing up dead.”
Michael heard the phone disconnect. He slowly placed it down onto the table and then ran his fingers through his hair. How the hell did I get caught up in this? A measly bad habit, a little coke here and there to take the edge off and party a little and that son of a bitch has me by the balls. Copias’s friends hooked me up and then I did favors for him. An unlocked warehouse door, paid off a few security guys, and some small-time tricks to give Copias’s men opportunities to move and hide shipments. Fuck, I need to know where Celeste is. I can’t lose everything over her. Copias wants Celeste back, then so be it.
He picked up his phone and called Synad.
“We need to talk.”
“I can meet you at the hotel in two hours.”
“Bring your laptop.”
“Seriously?”
“Bring it.”
“Okay. Two hours.”
He disconnected the call and rubbed his chin and neck. Eighteen years on the force and this is where he winds up? His ass owned by an international drug and arms dealer. Fuck. He had to end this. If he could deliver Celeste to Copias, then his debt would be paid and he would never have to see the man again. I can do this. Synad, I hope to hell you can help me, or you’re as good as dead.
* * * *
Copias sat on the bench in the park. It was right across the street from a police station. It made him feel invincible that he could sit here out in the open and not be detected or seen. He had been wanted by the federal government of the United States of America, and that wasn’t small time. It was a pretty big fucking deal, and because of that he made more contacts and continued to expand his overseas business. He loved being back in Colombia. He searched for the best location for him and Celeste to live. He looked to the right, to the abundant strip of hotels, condominiums, and buildings that were centuries old. They overlooked the water, and the beaches were crowded with tourists and locals alike. He had a nice place picked out a mile up the beach. It was a private area—a section of bungalows that sat atop the edge of the mountains. He owned it all and had security established at the base and an escape route mapped out if necessary through the jungles and heavy brush.
He closed his eyes and thought about Celeste. He thought about her abundance of long blonde curls, sexy body, firm hips, large breasts, and the sound of her purrs as he made love to her that night before the raid. He thought about that night and the day leading up to it. He still wondered if she fucked Scallone. The bastard should know better. When Copias demanded to know if she was sleeping with Scallone and threatened to kill him, slit his throat and dump him in the river, she swore she hadn’t. She told him that she was saving herself for him, and Copias was moved by her statement.
That night they fought and she got angry with him for not believing her. She tried walking away but he couldn’t let her out that door. He had become obsessed with her. The woman he felt he couldn’t have because he knew he would fall in love with her. Love made people do stupid shit.
He took a deep breath of fresh air. She had been shy, timid, and needed direction from the time he began to strip her naked. She shivered and it made him feel powerful, almighty in every way and nothing else mattered. Not her previous lovers, nothing but claiming her body as his.
He felt his cock harden and anger filled his soul. He needed Celeste back. He couldn’t care less about the businesses in the United States. Other men could run them and pay him his share for establishing them. He could sit back and collect and live out his life and his fantasies with Celeste.
He should have given Michael a few days, not a whole week. The longer he was without her, the more desperate and obsessed he felt.
I will find you, Celeste, and we will be together, the way we were meant to be.
Chapter 7
“Scottie! Scottie!” Chloe squealed as she ran from the room holding the towel around her body. She went to the other side of the bed and pointed at him.
“Stop right there. I said I was exhausted.”
“I know, but one look at you in that shower, and after being away from you for two days, I need, baby. I need you bad.”
He pulled his shirt up and over his head, tossing it to the rug. She felt the drool form on her lips at the sight of his muscular chest. His hard, thick hands undid the button on his jeans and he stepped from them and removed his boxers. His thick, long cock stood at attention and she felt her pussy spasm. So much for being exhausted.
“Drop that towel and get up on that bed, or there will be hell to pay.”
Holy shit, he was so sexy.
She licked her lips and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
“Maybe in a little while,” she teased him.
He was across the bed in a flash. She gasped, and he pulled the towel from her body and pressed her over the edge of the bed. He lowered down as her chest and face hit the comforter and his tongue pressed into her cunt from behind. She gripped the comforter and moaned as she felt his tongue move back and forth over pussy and anus. She lifted her pelvis and he responded with a smack to her ass.
Smack.
Smack.
“Oh God, Scottie.”
“Two fucking days, Chloe. Two days away from you and I’m insane. I need in. Tell me to fuck you already.”
He stroked a finger into her pussy and nipped her shoulder.
“Fuck me already!” she yelled.
“Yes, ma’am.” He pulled his fingers from her cunt and replaced them with his cock. There was no preamble, no slow stroke. He shoved into her to the hilt and she tightened and then felt her body erupt. She came. Just like that she came. His idea of foreplay had such an effect on her she had no self-control whatsoever.
“Yes. Oh yes, I’m home. I’m fucking home,” he grunted, gripping her hips and pounding into her from behind.
She was overwhelmed with emotion. She missed the hell out of him too and was trying to be so nonchalant about it. She didn’t want to come off as clingy. She was trying to be independent and tried not to be obsessed with them. She was, though, because even now her anus tightened up and she felt needy for another cock in her.
“What the hell is going on in here? I could hear you yelling from the driveway,” Wallace reprimanded, walking into the room with his hands on his hips.
“He missed me,” she said and gasped as Scottie stroked deeper into her pussy. He ran his hand up under her hair and head and gripped it tight. God, she loved his forcefulness and control. She thrust back and he pressed over her, applying more of his weight, crushing her.
“Someone feeling sassy?”
“No, just needy for more. Harder, Scottie. I missed you terribly, too.”
“You did?” he asked, sounding surprised as he slowed his strokes and then stopped with his cock deep in her cunt.
She turned to look up at him behind her.
“I did. So much,” she admitted.
“I love you, baby. So fucking much.” He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her.
When he released her lips she was on all fours on the bed and he was slowly stroking into her. Wallace was in front of them smiling.
“I missed you, too. You know what I thought about all day?” Wallace asked as he quickly undressed.
“No. What?”
“Making love to you with my brothers, and fucking that sexy, tight ass.”
“Oh God, Wallace. I need that, too.” Wallace smiled.
“The lube is in the drawer,” Scottie told him and then he gripped her ass and squeezed the cheeks. “I love fucking this ass, too. I’m doing that later after you rest.” He gave her asscheek a slap and then surprised her as he pulled out, lay on the bed and reached a hand out to her. “Get up here so we can love you together.”
She smiled wide and anticipated the feeling of being made love to by both men. She eased her way over Scottie’s hips and immediately took his cock back up into her cunt as Wallace caressed her thighs and pressed up behind her. He ran his hands up and down her back, massaging her as she rode Scottie’s dick. She closed her eyes as Scottie played with her breasts and tugged on her nipples. He thrust his hips up and then she felt the cool liquid press into her ass. She fell forward and kissed Scottie. He wrapped his arms around her and thrust up as Wallace got her ass ready for his cock.
A few strokes and she heard him curse behind her.
“I can’t hold back. Your body does me in every fucking time.”
She felt the tip of his cock press against her anus then push right in. The three of them sighed and she tightened her eyes and relished in the feel of both men thrusting into her. She lifted up and tilted her ass back, feeling needy.
Both men began to move faster and faster. Then Wallace gently pulled her hands behind her back, causing her to lay her face against Scottie’s shoulder. She was restrained and under both men’s control. “Fuck, I’m going to come,” Scottie said.
Wallace leaned over her, holding her arms between them and making her fingers press against his scrotum as he fucked her ass. “This is what was on my mind at work. You giving up total control to me while I fucked this ass good and deep.”
“Yes, oh yes, I love it. I love being under your control. Do it, Wallace. Take what you need. Take from me.”
“Holy shit,” Scottie said and Wallace grunted and thrust into her hard and fast. Scottie moaned and then growled as he came and she followed, feeling overwhelmed with emotion and the sensations of both men filling her.
“Mine. All fucking mine forever,” Wallace said and slapped her ass one cheek after the next as he came and shook behind her. She exhaled and rested her head against Scottie’s chest and felt Wallace grab on to her hip and press over her as if he’d lost his balance.
“You okay, bro?” Scottie asked him.
“More than okay. Our baby packs one hell of a punch. That’s why I love her so much,” he said and then eased out of her and kissed her back and ass.
“I love you guys, too, but now I need sleep.”
Scottie chuckled and the vibration from his laughter filled her ear. A few minutes later and she was fast asleep before she even felt them clean her up and tuck her into bed.
* * * *
“Where is she?” Stephan asked as he walked into the kitchen.
“Resting. She was exhausted from work,” Scottie said.
“Well, that and from us making love to her this afternoon,” Wallace said with a smile. Stephan chuckled.
“She needs a little rest. It’s a lot to have four lovers,” Stephan told them.
“Hey, I was gone for two days with work and missed her. You guys take the break,” Scottie said and Wallace laughed.
The back door opened and Tobias was there. “Hey, how was work?” Scottie asked him.
“Good. Where’s Chloe?”
“Resting. She was tired,” Wallace told him.
“Yeah, I heard that it was a madhouse in there today and they were short a bartender. I’m going to go shower and then see how she is,” Tobias said.
“Why don’t both of you go wake her up and we’ll take care of dinner,” Wallace told them.
Stephan looked at Tobias. “I’m in. I missed not seeing her all day.”
“Me, too. Come on.”
A little while later Stephan walked into the bedroom to find Chloe sleeping on the bed. The white sheet was up against the middle of her body, barely covering her breasts. He could see her whole right side and of course the three scars from the bullet wounds. He had a towel wrapped around his waist as he eased up onto the bed next to her. He just looked at her lying there, sleeping like an angel. A scarred angel, because of him.
He swallowed hard as he thought about how she must have suffered, how scared she probably was. Yet he knew she grabbed a gun and defended herself and other agents, keeping them alive. She was such a strong heroic woman and he would make it all up to her every day for the rest of their lives. He leaned forward and kissed her shoulder then along the scar. The floor creaked and he knew Tobias entered the room. He looked at him as Stephan kissed her hip and the second scar.
She started to move as he ran the palm of his hand along her thigh and over the third scar. He stroked it with his thumb then leaned down and kissed the spot. He felt her fingers run through his hair then Tobias spoke.
“Hey there, gorgeous. Have a nice nap?” he asked.
“I guess so. I’m so tired,” she said but kept running her fingers through Stephan’s hair.
Tobias leaned over her and cupped her cheek. “We were sent to wake you up for dinner.”
“Oh, I was going to help with that,” she said and lifted up.
Tobias pressed his palm over her chest and shook his head.
“We
have time. Stephan and I missed our woman.”
She smiled and then pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “I missed both of you, too.”
He leaned down and kissed her and she pushed the towel away from Tobias’s body.
“I think she wants us, too,” Stephan said and then got up off the bed, walked to the dresser, and grabbed the tube of lube. He heard Chloe gasp and when he turned around she was riding Tobias and he was cupping her breasts and talking dirty to her.
“I couldn’t wait to get home and make love to you. To feel this hot, wet pussy milk my cock. Fuck, baby, what you do to me.”
“Oh God, Tobias. You feel so good. I missed you, too. All of you,” she said and rocked up and down on him.
Stephan ran his palm along her back and then to her shoulders, massaging her.
“Oh, that feels so good. I’m achy today.”
“From work?” Tobias asked as he slowed his thrusts.
“Carrying cases of beer and moving around kegs. It was nuts there,” she moaned.
“Well, after dinner we’ll run you a nice hot bath and you can soak for a while,” Stephan said and then pressed his palm against her back, lowering her to Tobias’s chest. She kissed him immediately and Stephan absorbed the sight of her. Her bare back, the way her toned thighs lifted and lowered as she rode Tobias. He ran his palms up and down her skin and then he trailed his finger along the crack of her ass.
“Please, Stephan. I need you inside of me, too,” she begged.
“I’m just admiring my woman’s body. You’re perfect.”
He reached for the lube and squirted some onto his finger and began to work it into her ass. As his fingers slid in and out, her moans got louder and louder.
“Damn, Chloe, I love your purrs and moans. You’ve got my cock so fucking hard right now.”
“Get in there, Stephan, before I come. I’m close, bro. Real close,” Tobias grunted and thrust upward.
Chloe rocked her hips and lifted up and down. Stephan pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. He started to nudge into her and she shivered. He eased back and pressed in again, this time a little deeper.
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