Ingredients to Love

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “Fuck, move,” Cobra whispered and they opened the door, heading down the stairs slowly when they saw Roberto straddling Alessa, pushing up her dress, his fingers between her legs. Her screams filled the air and the shots rang out, hitting Roberto as he fell to the floor and off of her. Alessa continued to scream and cry, her voice cracking and growing hoarse.

  “Alessa. We’re here, baby. We’re here,” Ziek said and Lenox blinked. Saw the damage to her face, her skin, and the cuts and scratched between her legs.

  “Ziek.” She cried and sobbed uncontrollably as they undid the bindings with Lotus and the others’ help.

  “What the fuck did he do to her? Fuck,” Roman roared.

  “Get her out of here and get her medical attention. We’ll take care of this,” Lotus said to them.

  Lenox swallowed the bile trying to make its way up his throat. The sights, the sounds of torture and pain, would haunt his dreams at night.

  “We got it. Go. No one will know she was ever here. That any of us were,” Lotus told them.

  As Lenox gathered her up in his arms, she moaned and cried, held him tight and shook in shock from it all. They headed out of there, knowing that Lotus and his team knew how to handle this and it would be one less thing to worry about. Their focus on Alessa and making sure she was okay.

  “Call Victor. Have him on standby,” Roman said to Cobra as they headed down the path and to the SUV. They got her inside and she continued to sob and shake so profusely they were all worried.

  “You’re safe now, Alessa. He can never hurt you again. No one will ever hurt you again. We promise to protect you. We promise,” Roman told her.

  Lenox locked gazes with his brother and his cousins. Their expressions mimicking his own emotions and viewing of the ordeal. She could have been raped. Roberto’s hand was between her legs. She was beaten, bloody, restrained on a bed in a basement with all those tools, those sex toys, devices, whips, and chains. The welts along her belly indicated she had been struck with something. And Roberto’s face was red and battered, too, as if she got some shots in. That would haunt his dreams and he would always fear for her safety. She was too sweet, too delicate and precious to have experienced such terror. Lenox knew that they needed to protect her better. That they all had enemies, even ones they might not know were planning to attack. He looked at her, shaking and moaning, crying against his chest as Scotch drove the SUV and Maddor talked to Fedarro on the cell phone.

  She was safe now. They would be by her through all of this and help her to get through the fear and the pain. She was their woman, and nothing else was as important or priority then Alessa.

  Chapter Twelve

  Alessa looked in the mirror in the bathroom, after she took a shower. She put the robe on but left it open, her eyes zeroing in on the deep bruising along her torso as well as the bruising between her legs. Finger marks all over. She didn’t want her men to see them. To focus on them. So she kept covered, even though she wanted to make love and knew they needed that, too. Cobra and Roman were intense and acting pissed off, snapping at Lenox and Ziek, and others. She couldn’t focus on much the first week, but now two weeks later she planned on trying to do some baking, get her mind off the nightmares, and the fear of letting her men see her naked.

  Victor told her that the injuries would heal and she wouldn’t have any scars if she used the cream he gave her for her belly. She would be sure to apply it regularly. She didn’t need reminders of what Roberto did and planned on doing. Her men got to her in time and she was shocked to learn that the tip that saved her came from that woman who was sleeping with Calvin. That was another thing. Roberto killed, or had Roger and Calvin killed, and made it look like suicide. No one but them knew the truth, and Hadeon and his brothers, of course. She saw the papers. Saw quotes from her family member the media interviewed. It was one hell of a scandal, and now women were coming out saying that they were raped, sexually harassed by males in both her family and the Frosters. It was a good thing she didn’t become a lawyer and allow her family to force her into the family business. Or, God forbid, married Calvin. She never would have met her men. Never fallen in love with them. Tears filled her eyes. She loved them so much. She knew keeping them away from seeing her body upset them, but she was scared of their reactions. She needed them to hold her, make love to her, and take Roberto’s abuse away from her mind and from her body.

  She swallowed hard.

  “Alessa?” Cobra whispered her name and she looked at him through the reflection in the mirror. The tears fell and he went to her. She pulled the robe closed.

  “Don’t. Don’t push us away and hide from us anymore. Don’t,” he said to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck. She closed her eyes, held onto his thick, hard forearms, and exhaled. The tears fell.

  “I love you, Cobra. I hope that doesn’t make you angry.”

  “Angry?” he asked and she opened her eyes. She locked gazes with him and turned around in his arms. She pressed her palms against his chest. He was so big, so strong, and so intense looking. She inhaled his cologne, took in the sight of his bare chest and the fact he only wore his pants and towered over her. She didn’t feel that intimidated feeling. She felt a closeness, a connection so deep it was like they were one. She had the same connection with Roman, Lenox, and Ziek.

  He cupped her cheeks, her robe was open but his eyes were on her face, her lips, and then her eyes.

  “I love you, too. I should have told you sooner. Shouldn’t have been afraid to show such weakness.”

  “I felt the same. Was afraid that it could make you pull back because I know you were hesitant about this commitment, like your brother and cousins were, too.”

  “We love you, Alessa. We all should have told you,” Roman said as he, Ziek, and Lenox entered the bathroom in only pants, no shirts. Her pussy throbbed, her core and ass tightened. She needed them inside of her, making love to her together.

  “Come to bed and we’ll hold you,” Cobra told her. She shook her head. He narrowed his eyes at her.

  “Why not? Are you in pain?” Roman asked stepping closer, cupping her cheek. She lifted her hand to his hand and shook her head. Their eyes landed on her body. They looked angry and she wondered if this was right, to let them see and to make love to her like this, all battered and bruised.

  “I need you. I’ve been pushing you all away because I didn’t want you focusing on the bruises and ugliness.”

  “It’s okay, baby, it isn’t your fault,” Ziek said to her.

  “I need you too much. I’m whole when you’re all inside of me, surrounding me, and we’re one. Make love to me. Try not to focus on the bruises and ugliness and just love me.”

  “Always, Alessa. Always,” Cobra said and took her hand and led her to the bedroom along with the others.

  As she stood in front of the bed and they all undressed the rest of the way, she closed her eyes, not wanting to see their pained expressions and let the robe fall. What she hadn’t expected was the kisses, the caresses against her skin everywhere. Palms, masculine, familiar, arousing, caressed along her flesh taking away the aches and replacing them with desire. A kiss to her neck, to her breast, and one to her pussy, made her part her thighs and accept their touch. She couldn’t help but to shiver and shake, and push away the bad flashbacks and focus on who was touching her.

  She popped her eyes open, zeroed in on Lenox licking her nipple, his palm over her belly. Then Ziek kissing her shoulder, down her arm and his palm over her ass, stroking the crack. Lenox caressing up her thigh, his lips kissing the redness against her belly and Cobra, kissing, licking her inner thighs against the bruises and then stimulating her clit with his tongue.

  “Let go and feel, Alessa. Just feel,” Cobra told her and she did. She let go and they lifted her onto the bed, gently spread her thighs and Cobra feasted on her cunt. She tilted her hips upward as Lenox and Ziek cupped her breasts and Roman reached for the tube of lube.

  “Nice an
d slow,” Cobra said after he pulled his mouth from her cunt. She locked gazes with him as he slowly pushed fingers into her cunt. She tightened up, and he hesitated and she shook her head.

  “Do it. I need you. Do it,” she said as tears fell from her eyes. Lenox and Ziek kissed her lips, her cheeks, and her breasts.

  “Together. Take me together,” she begged of them.

  Cobra lifted up and she saw his thick, hard cock, that firm, determined expression as he slid between her legs and slowly stroked into her. She gasped and then exhaled. He moaned.

  “It’s been too long, baby. Too fucking long,” he told her.

  “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

  “No. Never be sorry. Never hold back, always love us as we love you. We aren’t going anywhere, Alessa. We’re forever,” he said and pressed his lips to hers and kissed her tenderly. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he rocked into her slowly, tortuously and she thrust upward. He pulled from her lips.

  “We don’t want to hurt you.”

  “Then don’t go slow. Take me like you always have. With determination to penetrate my soul, and make me all yours. All of you. I need it. Take me,” she stated.

  He lifted up and then rolled to his back. She gripped onto his shoulders and rocked on top of him. She felt that itch, that need and desire take control and she thrust up and down over his shaft. He cupped her breasts, looked at her belly and she lowered down blocking the view. She kissed his mouth and then jerked a moment as Roman pressed lube to her ass.

  “Nice and easy,” Roman said, and then Ziek and Lenox caressed her back, her hair, and her ass. They were all touching her, caressing her when Roman eased his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. The tip of his penis pressed against the tight bud. He kissed her neck and shoulder.

  “You’re okay?” he asked and her heart soared with more love for him, for all of them.

  “I will be once you’re inside of me,” she said and Ziek chuckled. She felt the lips touch her skin on either side of her back from Ziek and Lenox just as Roman pressed his cock into her ass and thrust all the way in. They all moaned, held still a moment and then Ziek caressed her hair.

  “All of us?” he asked and she nodded, took in the sight of his cock in his hand and lowered toward it as Roman and Cobra thrust up into her pussy and ass together. They were moaning and she felt the fear, the anxiety disappear with every stroke of their cocks. She sucked Ziek’s cock into her mouth and moaned from the familiar scent and taste of her lover.

  They were thrusting, stroking, taking away all the pain, the anxiety she felt and making her feel loved and whole again. “I’m there. I’m there, baby,” Roman said and thrust three more times then came. He pulled out, kissing her shoulder and Lenox took his place. He added more lube to her ass and then caressed up and down her back as Cobra thrust upward.

  “So beautiful and sexy. I love watching these tits bounce while we make love to you, Alessa. You’re fucking hot,” Cobra told her then thrust upward. She moaned and felt her pussy spasm just as the tip of Lenox’s cock pushed into her asshole then he thrust all the way in. She jerked and moaned at the thickness and hardness of his cock. Of Cobra’s, too. They felt extra-large and thick, and she moaned and Lenox rocked faster and faster.

  “Faster, Alessa. I’m there,” Ziek said, and she bobbed her head up and down and sucked as good as she could until he grunted out, gripped her hair and cheeks, and came in her mouth.

  “Fuck,” Cobra roared and she felt her orgasm hit her hard just as Ziek pulled from her mouth.

  “Oh!” she exclaimed, and Cobra and Lenox followed.

  She collapsed against Cobra as Lenox pulled from her ass, giving it a smack.

  “Ouch,” she exclaimed.

  “Round two in ten minutes,” he said, and they chuckled and she squeezed Cobra tight and snuggled against his side.

  “We love you, woman. Always remember that,” he said and she smiled and let her men clean her up and take care of her. Tomorrow was a new beginning. She would make sure of it.

  Epilogue

  “What do you think?” Gisella asked Alessa as they pulled up to the small building looking a bit dingy and old. She squinted.

  “Listen, I’ve got some great ideas, and I can get this place at a great price.”

  “You mean buying it? A building?”

  “A very old building with charm and so much space with its own parking in the back. It’s only a few blocks from the guy’s penthouse and the owners are willing to negotiate.”

  “The owners?” she asked.

  “Come on, and we can check it out with the guys,” Gisella said as Ziek opened the door to the SUV and they got out. She held onto Ziek’s arm as Roman and Collin, along with Scotch, Maddor, and Gordon, joined them. Prince remained in the SUV,

  Gisella went to the front door and unlocked it. Alessa looked at the outside. It was the only place in the neighborhood that hadn’t been redone. It was an eyesore and would need some work. As she stared at it, she imagined what she could do to improve it. Maybe put awnings on the front, planters in the windows, remove the metal bars and put scrolled metal that would still protect from burglary but also look stylish. A new door, something with a bell at the top when they opened it she would be alerted to greet customers.

  As they walked inside the old, dusty smells filled her nostrils but then she saw the glass displays, the refrigeration systems and then counter and old deli type convenient store.

  “It was a very cool place back in the day,” Collin stated, looking around it.

  “It has a lot of potential, Alessa. There’s plenty of room in the back to put in an entire kitchen and multiple commercial ovens and even a refrigeration system Lenox saw online,” Cobra said. She had a funny feeling in her belly as it seemed the men all knew this place well. Then it hit her.

  “Wait, who did you say owns this place?” Alessa asked. Gisella nibbled her bottom lip.

  “Some very wealthy guy who has been sitting on this place for a while not really knowing what to do with it. When I mentioned your bakery to him, he thought it was a great addition to the block.”

  “To the block? He owns the block?”

  “Well, him and a few other partners,” Gisella said.

  Alessa looked at Cobra, Ziek, Lenox, and Roman.

  “It belongs to you guys, doesn’t it?” she asked and put her hands on her hips. Lenox grabbed her around the waist and held her with his chest against her back.

  “It doesn’t matter, baby. Just look around and dream. The place has so much potential. You can make it into whatever you want it to be and look like. Your dreams can happen now.”

  “But I wanted to pay for it and do this on my own, Lenox.”

  Cobra, Roman, and Ziek stepped closer to her. Her men surrounded her.

  “You’re our woman, and we love you. Are we not your men?” Cobra asked her. She swallowed hard.

  “Yes, of course you are.”

  “Well then, we’re family, and families support one another, and help one another. You don’t want us involved in your work? Caring about your success? Being there for you from the start? I thought you wanted a commitment?” Roman said to her with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

  She felt badly. “Oh Roman, of course I want you in my life and to be part of this.”

  “Then it’s settled. The place is yours. We have family involved in construction, and others who can help you design your dream bakery shop,” Roman told her and cupped her cheek, leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. Lenox squeezed her tighter and kissed her neck.

  “We know a lot about this stuff, sweetie. We can even get you workers, set you up with everything you need as soon as you’re ready to start. There’s a lot to accomplish before those doors open, but together we can do it,” Lenox said to her.

  She smiled wide and then turned around in his arms and hugged him.

  “Sounds like a sale to me,” Collin said with his arms wrapped around Gisella’s
waist.

  “This is going to be great. I’m going to hit this place up all the time, especially for those fudge brownie bites,” Scotch added, looking around the place. The other guys added their comments and made her feel so special and like she was part of a family.

  Alessa kissed and hugged her men and they walked around talking about ways she could rearrange things, or how they could gut the whole place and start fresh. She looked around at some of the old pipes that looked like they did decades ago. She liked the authenticity of the place, some of the wood and other things like the counter, old cash register, and even the glass display case. Ideas began to form in her head. It felt nostalgic in here. Like an old family owned place, a comforting atmosphere, like being home. She looked around, knowing that she had her men’s support, her friends’ support, and her true family. Most importantly, she finally found the ingredients to love, and it was in the form of her four sexy made men, her lovers, her best friends, her everything.

  THE END

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  About the Author

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Epilogue