by Becca Van
“What?”
“That fucker only got a six-week suspended sentence because it was his first charge. One good thing did come of it though. His wife came back and actually thanked me for pressing charges. There was this relief in her eyes and I think that because I wouldn’t back down it gave her the courage to make a stand, too.
“She told me she was filing for a divorce, going home to pack her kids up, and leave. And although I was glad she had finally found the courage to do so, I still carry the guilt of breaking up her marriage. Those kids need both parents and because of me they only have their mother.”
Motherfucking asshole. Fucking shit. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
“No, sweetheart, because of you they have a healthy mother. That bastard probably would have ended up escalating and may well have ended up killing her. What would have happened to those kids if he’d murdered his own wife and been sent to prison for years? They may not have ended up with anyone to care for them. They probably would have ended up in the system and that would have been a travesty.
“Because of you, they still have a mother to love them. The marriage break-up didn’t have anything to do with you. Everything that happened was all on him, Joni. Never you, sweetheart.”
Gabe felt moisture plop on his arm, and realized this was probably the first time she’d ever cried over what had happened. He pulled her more firmly into his body and held her as the storm raged inside of her. But for some reason he had a feeling she cried for more than the betrayal from her ex. The wealth of tears were so many he was worried she would make herself ill.
Finally she cried herself out and when he felt her body go lax against his, he knew that she slept.
Although they had stopped the scene before it had really started, because Joni had begun to open up and share some to the pain she’d held within, Gabe knew that he, Nic, and Tom had more work to do. And not just the BDSM aspect.
Yes, she was beginning to trust them but she was still holding back and until she let herself go and gave up that hard-worn control, the walls around her emotions and her heart, she was a flight danger.
“She’s asleep.” Nic stood up and began to pace.
“Get onto Gary and see if he can find out where that fucker is,” Gabe demanded in a quiet voice. How he was able to keep his voice so low was beyond him, because inside he was a raging tumultuous storm with no outlet.
“On it,” Tom said and then headed out of the room pulling his cell from his pocket as he went.
“You think this bastard is the one who trashed her place?”
“It’s a possibility. Don’t you think?”
“Yeah. Not unless one of the people she worked at that restaurant with had it in for her,” Nic suggested.
“I’d thought of that but when we called her previous employer, he had nothing but praise for her.”
“That doesn’t mean everyone working there agreed with the boss’s opinion. For all we know she could have stepped on someone’s toes when she was hired.”
“Look into it.” Gabe rose to his feet, cradling Joni against his chest.
“What about the other residents of the apartment building?”
Gabe nodded. He hated that Joni was in danger and wasn’t about to overlook any suggestion when it came to her safety. What he hated most, though, was having nothing to go on. If Joni had no idea who had it in for her, they were searching blind, and he didn’t like that at all.
There was only one way to keep her safe and he wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
Joni was moving back in with them. No ifs, no buts, no maybes.
She didn’t have a say in the matter.
* * * *
Joni woke feeling like she’d been hit by a truck emotionally. She was a little embarrassed she had fallen apart so quickly and easily. And although she had told Gabe, Nic, and Tom about Angus and what he’d done to her, she hadn’t been able to tell them about what her father had done to her mother.
It didn’t seem to matter that it had been years since that bastard had murdered her mom, the pain inside was still so raw, she didn’t think she’d ever be able to speak about it. Not even Kara knew how her mother had died. Just the thought of saying the words made her feel physically ill.
She shifted and tensed when she felt a large warm body right up against her own. When she inhaled she knew from the sandalwood scent that it was Nic in bed with her. She blinked and saw from the light seeping in around the blinds on the window that it was quite late in the morning.
“How are you feeling, baby?” The rumble of Nic’s deep voice sent shivers racing up and down her spine and when she felt her areolae contract and pucker she realized she was totally naked. She moved her legs and nearly sighed with pleasure when Nic’s bare, lightly hairy legs brushed against hers.
“I’m okay.”
“Did you sleep well?”
She nodded and relished the sensation of her cheek against his skin. Her head was resting in the crook of her shoulder and chest and his front was plastered to her back. “Yes, thanks.”
“Hmm.” Nic inhaled deeply and nibbled on her neck. “You smell so good, baby.”
Joni wanted to turn over but wasn’t sure what to say or do so she remained still. His lips trailed down her neck and then nibbled on her collarbone when he shifted and leaned over her.
“Your skin is so warm and soft.” The hand on her belly moved and caressed over her flesh, smoothing from her hip, dipping in at her waist, and stopping on the outside of her breast.
Her breath hitched in her throat as she waited for him to touch her where she ached to be touched, but when he didn’t move, she groaned with frustration.
“Are you aching, baby?” His warm breath sent a shiver ripping through her body. “Do you want my hands on you? Do you want me to make love with you?”
“Yes,” Joni moaned before she could bite back the words. “Please?”
Nic shifted away and Joni had to bite her lip to hold in her protest, but then she was rolled over onto her back with him leaning over her and staring intently into her eyes. His brown eyes were so full of lust she reached up and cupped his cheek, wanting to pull him down so she could kiss him.
“If we do this, Joni. There will be no going back.”
“What?” She knew what he’d said, but wasn’t sure she understood what he meant.
“If I make love to you then you will belong to Gabe, Tom, and I. There will be no more holding back.”
“I’m not—ˮ
“Shh.” Nic placed a finger over her lips, effectively silencing her. “You are. We know how to read you, baby. You may have told us about that asshole, but you’re still holding out on us. If you let me love you, you will belong to us from now on. You will need to obey our demands of you in the bedroom and when we are scening with you. If you don’t then we will punish you.”
Joni didn’t care about anything right now except having Nic take away the interminable ache she’d been living with since the first time she’d seen all of them at the club. And if everything went to pot afterward, then she’d have to deal with the consequences but she couldn’t walk away. She needed him, needed all of them more than she’d needed anything else in her life.
Ever.
Chapter Eleven
Nic waited with bated breath for Joni’s answer. When she looked him in the eye he didn’t need her verbal affirmation to know what her reply was going to be. He could see it in her eyes, but he still wanted, needed, to hear her voice affirming her body language.
She reached up and cupped his cheek and although he wanted to rub his skin on hers, he held completely still. And then the soft whisper of her voice filled him with elation.
“Yes.”
Thank you, God.
Nic didn’t waste any time. He shifted her more fully onto her back and then moved over the top of her and wished he didn’t still have his boxers on. His cock was so damn hard it was throbbing along with each beat of his heart.
He lowered hi
s head and was pleased when her eyes slowly closed and then he was kissing her. He normally would have gone slowly, but he was so hungry for her he couldn’t stop himself from devouring her. His tongue pushed into her mouth, rubbing along and swirling around with hers in the beginning of a passionate dance. He lifted to his elbows and skimmed his hands over her surprisingly large breasts. She was quite a petite woman and, though she was in proportion, her breasts were bigger than a handful.
When his hands made contact with her rib cage she whimpered and the closer he got to those magnificent tits, the louder her noises of passion became. He finally cupped them in his hands, savoring the weight of them as he kneaded and molded them with his fingers and palms.
He thrummed the taut, rosy peaks with his thumbs and her mewls became more guttural and sounded a little surprised as if she’d never gained pleasure from having her nipples touched. That only made him more determined to make sure everything he did with her elicited more of her desire. When his lungs began burning he broke the kiss, gasped in a breath, and moved his way down her neck, licking, kissing and nibbling, taking note of each erogenous zone before continuing on.
Licking around the outside of one breast, he smiled when she arched her chest up toward him, silently begging for more. When he felt a caress of air at his back he knew that Tom and Gabe had entered the room, but ignored them as he finally laved his tongue over the taut berry and then sucked it deeply into his mouth.
She cried out and gasped with need and then he moved onto her other nipple, giving it the same attention he gave the first. When she writhed beneath him, her legs moving restlessly, he shifted down her body, stopping to suck on the soft yet toned skin of her lower abdomen, before licking around her belly button.
Nic maneuvered between her legs, using his shoulders to spread her legs wider and he inhaled deeply, taking the sweet musky scent of her arousal into his nose and lungs as he stared at the trimmed strip of hair on the top of her mound. Her bare, plump pussy lips glistened with her creamy dew.
After wrapping his arms around her upper thighs he spread her wider and lowered his head, taking a long slow swipe with his tongue through her juicy folds, relishing the flavor of her cream on his taste buds.
She cried out when the tip of his tongue flicked over her engorged clit and he opened his eyes to watch her as he took another lick. Tom and Gabe had stripped down to their underwear and were in the process of getting on the bed either side of her, but she was so caught up in the pleasurable sensations he was bestowing on her, she didn’t seem to notice.
Nic’s cock pulsed and a drop of pre-cum dribbled from the slit, coating the head of his dick, and making him so ravenous for her. He wanted to crawl back up over her and sink into her heat right then, but first he needed to show her how good he could make her feel.
He levered up onto an elbow, still with his arms wrapped around her thighs and as he lapped at her clit, he penetrated her dripping wet cunt with a finger. She gasped and moaned and when he felt her hands in his hair, he met Gabe’s eyes and nodded at him.
Gabe nudged Tom and then they each took a wrist in one of their large hands, lifted them above her head, and pinned them to the mattress.
“Oh, god,” she gasped out between panting breaths before she was silenced with Gabe’s mouth on hers.
Nic began to stroke his finger in and out of her juicy hole, making sure to lick her in sync with his pumping digit. Each time he pressed back in, he ramped up the speed and depth of his penetration, as well as his lapping tongue. When the muscles in her legs began to shake and became tenser, he knew she was climbing the peak to ecstasy. Her muffled cries were music to his ears and he glanced up as Tom bent to suckle on one of her nipples, while Gabe began pinching and plucking on the other one.
Her arousal was so high, her pussy leaked copious amounts of juices, coating his fingers and hand, and he added another finger. He and his friends were big men all over and he needed to make sure she was stretched out so they wouldn’t hurt her when they made love to her.
By the time he added a third finger Joni was so tense it was like rigor mortis had set in and then she was screaming. He rubbed the pads of his fingers over her G-spot and then spread his fingers as he sucked on her clit.
Her whole body jerked as her internal muscles pulsed and contracted with her orgasm. He never let up with his stroking fingers or lapping tongue as she came and when she gushed with ejaculate he growled with pleasure and drank down her cream.
Nic eased his digits from her still-twitching cunt, licked them clean, and then grabbed the condom Gabe handed him, before suiting up. He just hoped that he could contain his passion and make her come again before he shot his load, but he was a Dom and wasn’t about to concede to his carnal urges. Well he was, but not before making sure Joni climaxed again.
* * * *
Joni was still gasping for breath and trying to wrap her head around the explosive orgasm she’d just had. She’d never experienced anything like that in her life and although the edge had been taken off, she wanted more. So much more.
Her eyes fluttered open to meet Nic’s hungry gaze just before Gabe leaned down to suck on one of her nipples. Tom released her other peak with a loud pop and then his mouth was on hers. Her whole body was one big massive ache and she knew only these three men could diminish the low burn smoldering inside.
She whimpered when Nic rubbed the tip of his condom-covered dick through her drenched folds and then moaned when the head of his cock pressed on her clit.
“You have got to be the sexiest woman I have ever seen,” Nic said in a deep raspy voice.
Joni didn’t think she was anything special but she wasn’t about to refute the way he saw her. Plus, the compliment sent a wave of warmth into her chest and heart before the fire sprang up a little more.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” he asked as he moved the tip of his cock down to kiss against her entrance.
Her pussy clenched as if trying to pull him in. When she tried to reach for him to let him know she wanted him just as much as he seemed to want her, she found her arms still pressed into the mattress by the hold Tom and Gabe had on her. She quivered with excitement.
“Yes,” she groaned.
And then she held her breath as the head of Nic’s hard, hot cock pressed into her, stretching her delicate tissues, eliciting a pleasurable burn to travel deep into her core.
“You’re so fucking hot. Wet. Tight,” Nic groaned as he pressed in farther.
“More,” Joni begged, needing him to press in to appease the deep ache and then he was looking at her with a frown as he stopped.
“You don’t get to control what happens in the bedroom, Joni. You are ours to pleasure and command. Do you understand?” he asked in a cool voice, but the heat in his eyes belied his impartiality.
“Yes…sir,” she tacked on the last word after a pause and her breath hitched in her throat when the frown was replaced by a smile.
“Such a good little sub.” He rewarded her by withdrawing a bit before sinking farther into her pussy. “I think Gabe has something for you, baby.”
Joni turned her head to see that Gabe had removed his boxers and was now lying on his side, sort of curved around her head with his hand pumping up and down his long, thick shaft. She licked her lips when she saw the bead of clear moisture on the tip of his dick and wondered what it tasted like. She blinked when she realized her arms had been moved down and crossed over her torso just beneath her breasts. She’d been so caught up in the sensation of Nic’s rod pushing into her she hadn’t noticed anything else.
Tom had a hand on top of her crossed wrists, holding her arms in place, and she loved it. Loved that she didn’t have to worry about whether to touch them or not. Her choice had been taken away and it was an enlightening and desire-heightening experience.
“Joni, look at me,” Gabe demanded as he gripped her chin and turned her head back to him. “I need to feel your mouth on my cock, sweetheart. Open up.”
Joni quickly licked her dry lips as Gabe shifted closer. The tip of her tongue ended up making contact with the head of his cock and she moaned at the sweet-spicy flavor exploding on her buds. She opened her mouth wide and was about to lean forward to take the head of his cock into her mouth, but he canted his hips, pressing it in.
She closed her eyes, hollowed her cheeks, and opened her mouth as wide as she could, but remained still, allowing him to dictate how much she would take.
“Fucking beautiful,” Gabe said in a growly voice. “So much fucking trust.”
That was when Joni realized she was way more trusting of Gabe, Nic, and Tom than she’d ever been with anyone else, including Kara. If she hadn’t trusted them, she would be shaking in her boots about letting them control her. Her pussy clenched and she mewled as Gabe began to gently rock his hips, gliding his cock in and out of her mouth, going a little deeper with each press forward.
Nic was all the way inside of her and she could feel the corona of his cock pressing against her womb, but instead of hurting and turning her off, it only heightened her awareness and arousal. She pushed her hips up from the bed, trying to get him to move, but ended up squealing when he slapped her pussy. The burn on her clit sent shooting sparks of blissful electricity deep into her womb, making her clench around his wide cock.
“Oh, shit, yeah,” Nic rasped. “You like getting your pussy spanked don’t you, baby?”
Since she couldn’t answer with her mouth full of cock she hummed instead and then she moaned when Tom sucked on a nipple.
She was so overwhelmed but not in a bad way. She was incredulous at having three ruggedly handsome, sexy, muscular, manly men making love to her. Each time Tom sucked her nipple she matched her suctioning on Gabe’s cock to his rhythm. She wanted to demand that Nic move, but knew to stay silent and still.
