Guarded for Pleasure

by Lacey Thorn

  She felt the first slick touch of Rick’s fingers against her anus. Moaning around Luke’s shaft, she pressed back into Rick, seeking more. He lubed her, using one finger then two to stretch her for him. He and Luke were both panting hard. Luke pulled his cock free of her mouth, his hand wrapped tight around his shaft.

  “I want to feel you inside me,” she panted. “I want you to fuck me.”

  “Oh, yeah,” Rick moaned. “We’re going to fuck you. We’re going to fuck you until you scream and beg us to stop.” Rick pulled his fingers from her ass and gave her a sharp slap on her bottom cheek. It stung and sent a rush of cream to coat the inside of her thighs. “Sit up on your knees, River, and let Luke get in position.”

  She rose, her hands automatically going to her nipples, tweaking and pinching them the way she liked.

  “I’m going to wrap my lips around those and suck,” Luke crooned as he shifted on the bed in front of her, lying down with his head on a pillow. A condom landed on his stomach and he grasped it, ripping it open and rolling it on quickly. He patted his thighs. “Come here, honey. Slide that pussy down my cock.”

  She turned, throwing one leg up and over his hips, so she straddled him. She let her hands slide up as she moved, caressing and enflaming him. “I love the way you feel. So hard, every muscle tight with need. Need for me.”

  “Fuck,” he moaned. “I need you all right. I need to feel that pussy surrounding my cock. Need to feel those tight nipples rolling against my tongue. So stop teasing us because I know you want the same thing.”

  He was right. She did. She rose high, moving until her pussy hovered over his thick cock. Gripping him with her hand, she held him steady while she sank down on him. She could feel his thighs bunch, the muscles clenching tight as he held himself still. They both moaned as she settled fully against him.

  “Come here.” Luke tugged her until she fell forward, her hands resting beside his shoulders on the mattress. “You feel so good.”

  She rolled her hips against him. “You feel pretty amazing yourself.”

  He reached up, wrapping his fingers in her hair and tugging her even closer until their lips met and meshed. His teeth grazed her bottom lip, nipping before he slid his tongue deep to banter with hers. She moved her hands, so she cupped his face, holding him to her, not wanting the kiss to end.

  She felt Rick move behind her and trembled with the anticipation of his cock pushing into her ass. His hand pressed on the small of her back, positioning her the way he wanted. His cock pressed against her anus, slick with more lube. She sucked Luke’s tongue and moved her hands to clench the sheets as Rick pressed inside.

  The burn grabbed her, her ass fighting the penetration at first as muscles strained to hold him back even as she relaxed to let him in.

  “Fuck,” Rick groaned. “You’re so tight. Are you sure?”

  She jerked from Luke’s mouth. “I’m sure. Just thrust it in. I can handle it.”

  She panted, dropping her head to Luke’s shoulder, licking and sucking his flesh. She was on fire, nerves stretched taut and screaming. Rick was moving too slowly, only giving her an inch at a time before pulling back. She wanted him now. The burn had already bled into pleasure. She needed more, and she needed it now.

  “I thought you knew what you were doing?” She taunted him. “I thought you were going to fuck me until I screamed and begged you to stop. Hell, instead, I’m begging you to get started.”

  Rick jerked against her, his cock thrusting further, but still not all the way.

  “I think that’s your cue to fuck her ass,” Phil said with a chuckle.

  She glanced up and met his eyes. He stood by the head of the bed, his cock at full mast again.

  “Are you joining us?” She purred the question, eyeing his cock and letting him know how much she wanted him again.

  “If they ever get started, I might.”

  “Fuck you,” Rick panted.

  “No, for the love of God, fuck me!” River cried out and thrust her hips back on Rick. His cock finally buried fully inside her. She’d pulled almost completely off of Luke’s cock, but he remedied that with a hard thrust up into her.

  “Oh, yes. Oh, God, yes.” She moaned. “Fuck me. Fuck me now!”

  They moved, fucking her in tandem both buried deep and then pulling back until they almost slipped free of her clutches. Slow and steady at first until they were more aware of how much she wanted them, how willing she was. Then they picked up speed, thrusting harder and faster, going deeper. She screamed and panted, begging and demanding in turns.

  Phil joined them on the bed, kneeling by the headboard. “Up here, River,” he crooned to her.

  Glancing up, she locked her gaze on his long, thick cock begging for her attention. She was on fire, aroused, hungry for everything they wanted to give her.

  She used her hands to push her torso up off Luke’s chest and turned her head toward Phil. Licking her lips, she opened wide, offering her mouth for Phil to take. He didn’t hold back. He pressed in until she gagged. Then he backed off, wrapping his fingers around his shaft to mark her point of penetration.

  Finally, he fucked her. God, it was unlike anything she’d ever known before. It was pure carnal energy. Sex that only ever seemed to exist in dreams and fantasy. But this was reality, and she didn’t want it to end. Rick filled her ass. Luke pumped up into her pussy. And she sucked hard at Phil’s cock. She’d never felt more alive, more desired or filled with desire. Never had sex made her this animalistic. She wanted to mark them as hers. And wasn’t that funny considering how she currently felt about possessive people.

  She wiped that notion from her mind. She wouldn’t let those thoughts interrupt the here and now. Nothing mattered at the moment, but the four of them and the pleasure they were sharing.

  “Fuck,” Rick panted. “I’m going to come. Feels too good. Can’t hold back.”

  “Oh, yeah,” Luke panted his agreement. “Let’s take River with us.” He slid his hands to her nipples, tweaking and pinching them as she had earlier. He’d never gotten around to sucking them like he’d wanted. But she had little doubt he would eventually.

  Rick leaned into her, slipping a hand between her and Luke to rub over her clit.

  “God, you look so gorgeous,” Phil whispered. “I can see the flush of pleasure on your skin, tell by your body how close you are to orgasm.” He picked up his tempo as he fucked her mouth. “You’re so sensual, so responsive. So perfect.”

  She moaned along his shaft as she came. Her entire body shook with it. Her cunt and ass tightened on the shafts filling her, gripping and flexing around them. Rick cried out first, pounding her ass as he came. Luke followed closely behind, slamming deep and holding there as he pulsed and swelled, filling the condom that separated them. His eyes were clenched shut, jaw taut and neck corded as he rushed into orgasm. He was sheer perfection.

  She wanted to take them bare, no barriers. The thought shocked her as it was something she’d never done. She lived by the credo “no glove, no love”.

  “I’m going to come,” Phil panted, pulling back.

  She lifted a hand, tightening it around his and forcing him to stay in her mouth. He could have pulled back if he wanted to, but the look in her eyes must have told him how badly she wanted to taste him. She took over the rhythm, moving her mouth on him, sucking and swirling. She felt the tremble rock through him, felt his cock swell before he cried out. Hot jets of cum bathed her tongue and she swallowed, sucking eagerly for more.

  “Fuck, River,” Phil panted. “You slay me.” His eyes shone with something more than lust, and she shivered as he pulled free of her mouth. She flicked her tongue out over the head, wanting any last drops she might have missed.

  With a groan, she dropped down to Luke’s chest again. Man, she loved his hairy chest. She could snuggle here all day every day.

  “I think I’m the one slayed,” she moaned.

  Rick’s lips touched her shoulder before he shifted, pulling his s
pent cock from her ass. “Are you okay?”

  She smiled and gave a chuckle. “I’m better than okay. I feel thoroughly sated and worn out. I feel beautiful and alive and exhausted. I feel fucking fantastic. Thank you.”

  The guys laughed.

  “Glad we could help with that,” Luke whispered, his lips brushing her temple.

  “Tired now,” she slurred the words, exhaustion weighing her down.

  “Go to sleep, River,” Phil crooned.

  “We got ya,” Luke added.

  “Safe and sound,” Rick promised.

  And as if a switch had been flipped, River fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

  Chapter Seven

  “How do you know?” River asked.

  “We set up a few things in your apartment, so we could see if anyone went inside.” Phil grabbed a laptop and turned it, so she could see. There were four views popped up in a cube on the screen. One showed a close up of her front door. Another a perfect view of her bedroom. A third showed her kitchen. The final one was a view of her living/dining area.

  “You put cameras up in my apartment?”

  “Nothing quite that fancy,” Rick scoffed. “Sometimes the simplest ways are the best.”

  “There’s a teddy bear on your dresser facing the room,” Luke said. “There’s a camera behind its left eye.”

  “And the others?”

  “Simply household objects with cameras inside.” Phil shrugged his shoulder.

  River paced around the living room. “Do you use cameras often? I mean as bodyguards?”

  “Not always,” Rick admitted. “But they come in handy in certain situations.”

  “Dressing rooms, hotel rooms, any place a client might be where we need to keep an eye on things.”

  “Isn’t that a little invasive?” River couldn’t imagine anyone being okay with them watching everything. I mean, even people who needed bodyguards needed privacy. Didn’t they?

  Rick laughed. “We’re not voyeurs! We only use them as an additional security measure.”

  “They can come in very handy,” Phil added.

  “Like right now.” Luke nodded at his laptop again. “I can go back through footage and say with certainty that no one has been in your apartment since we left it.”

  River hugged herself and shook her head. “I doubt he’ll be back. It just doesn’t feel right, like something he would do.”

  “You know him that well?” Rick lifted an eyebrow.

  “Obviously not,” River answered with a laugh then cut it off on a sigh. “But he knows me. I tend to be predictable. Or at least I have been where he’s concerned.”

  “He’s waiting for you to run.” Phil made the statement, and River nodded her agreement.

  “Seems to be my track record where he’s concerned.” She wasn’t proud of that fact. She’d gone through the police academy. She had training the average woman didn’t have access to. For all the good it did her. Raymond had set her to running. Worse still, she’d let him. She was a weak woman. Weak and cowardly.

  “Stop it.” Rick’s voice broke through her thoughts and had her blinking at him.

  “Stop what?”

  “Whatever you’re thinking to put that look on your face. I’d guess something along the line of how much you’ve let him control you.” He stepped closer to her and pulled her against his chest. “Never doubt your instincts. If something told you to run, then it was the right thing to do at the time.”

  “Besides, there’s no telling what might have happened if you’d stayed. You said he had some high connections where you lived.” Leave it to Phil to remind her of that. He was always thinking, analyzing. The voice of reason when others let emotions lead. He must have overheard part of her conversation with her friends.

  “They said he’d been let go. He did something his family and friends couldn’t overlook. My friends didn’t say exactly what, and I was too busy apologizing to press the issue. I should have.” She thunked her head against Rick’s chest. “I’m so stupid. I should have pushed to find out what.”

  “More like you were sidetracked by hearing their voices and feeling guilty that you’d bailed on them,” Luke stated.

  She nodded her head. Kat had tried to tell her something, but Tara had cut her off. Why? She should have been checking into it last night instead of having sex with three men.

  “No regrets.” Rick reached down and chucked her under the chin.

  “Are you a freaking mind reader or what?” How did he know what she was thinking?

  Rick laughed. “Your face is very expressive, River.”

  “We like that about you,” Luke added. He minimized the camera views and popped onto the internet. “We can do a google search of his name. It should bring up any recent articles.”

  “There wouldn’t be any.” River shook her head with certainty. “No matter what he did, they would have hid it.”

  “Some things can’t be hidden,” Rick argued.

  “No, some things shouldn’t be hid, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t.” River pushed away from him and paced some more. “He may have left, but they wouldn’t let anything he did taint them by having it get out.”

  “Jesus,” Phil muttered. “Where the hell did you live?”

  And that easily, River laughed. “It’s really not all that bad. Family comes first, last and always. That’s not necessarily a bad thing.” She went over to the window and stood looking out. They really had a great view of the city. “I don’t hate them for protecting him, and I get that might be hard to understand.”

  “Try fucking unbelievable,” Rick muttered.

  “I’m a walking, talking contradiction. I get that. Trust me. I’m as confused as I’m making you. I was so angry in the beginning. I wanted to shout and scream and kill someone. Hell, I did. Shout and scream that is. I’ve never killed anyone. Yet,” she tacked on with a wicked grin. “But seriously, I guess I can’t stay angry forever. It’s too damn draining. At this point, I just want it to be over.”

  “Good to know.” Phil smiled. At her lifted brow, he added, “That you can’t stay angry.”

  “Ha, ha, ha…” She shook her head and then really giggled. “Just remember I like to shout and scream. Maybe even throw things every now and again. I can throw a tantrum like you’ve never seen.” She forced herself to stop talking. She was acting as if they were going to be around for longer than it took to help her with Raymond.

  “Anyway, I think he’s watching and waiting for me to run,” River said with a shrug of her shoulders. “And when he sees me, he’ll follow and close in.”

  “Then we need to think about this, come up with the best scenario,” Phil stated. “First off, you will not be put in danger. We will be with you at all times.”

  “He won’t come after me if I’m with you three. He’s crazy but not stupid. And remember he was a cop once upon a time.”

  “So we come up with our best plan,” Luke informed her. “But we will make a plan and go from there.”

  “The thing you need to never forget, River, is that he wants you. But you’re not on your own anymore. You have us now. We’re not going to let anything happen to you.”

  “What do you think he’s going to do? If they’ve stopped protecting him, then I doubt he heads back home. And how’s he going to hide me here?” He would have to leave her alone, right? There was nothing left for him to do, and apparently, no one willing to help him.

  The guys all looked at each other. Phil walked over and stood in front of her. “Think about it, River. Raymond has nowhere to go.”

  “And nothing to lose at this point,” Rick added.

  “The post card said ‘MINE’,” Luke reminded her.

  River wrapped her arms around herself, doing her best to hold herself together as her mind spun this way and that. They couldn’t be thinking what they were making her think. Raymond wouldn’t kill her. Would he? How far had he spiraled down while she was gone? She needed to call Kat and Tara again. Thi
s time demand answers. What had Raymond done? If she knew, then maybe she’d know how far he’d go now.

  “It only makes sense that he would blame you,” Phil spoke softly before her. “He has no one to cover his back anymore. Can’t go home. You must have made a fool out of him. A woman. A little bit of nothing like you.”

  “Hey, I’m not nothing!”

  “I’m only saying what Raymond might be thinking,” Phil assured her.

  “Trust me, baby,” Rick almost purred. “We know firsthand you’re really something.”

  She smiled, felt a little like purring herself as memories of last night filled her mind. God, she wanted to do it again, and again and again and again. She had it bad. Really bad. How had they managed to get under her skin so quickly? Sure, she’d been eyeing them and chatting them up whenever they came across one another since she’d moved here. But last night…well, shit! She shouldn’t be thinking the things she was thinking. It didn’t make sense. And there was no way it would work out long term with three men. Jealousy was bound to rear its ugly head eventually, and she’d be the cause of three friends forgetting they were friends.

  “We’ll come up with a plan that will keep you safe,” Luke vowed, misunderstanding her silence. “Nothing will happen to you, River.”

  Nothing, except getting her heart broken. Christ, she was a fucking mess. What the hell had Raymond ever seen in her?

  “River?” Phil reached out and ran his fingers down her cheek.

  “I know. I just…” She broke off with a laugh that even she could tell had a touch of hysteria in it. “I’m having one of those moments where I want to scream. All of this because of me. Because I had poor taste in a man.”

  “No.” Rick shook his head. “You might have been the catalyst, but I’m thinking he was already on the downward spiral. Just hiding it remarkably well.”

  She moved into Phil’s open arms, letting him hold her close. “Why me?”

  “Really, River,” Luke sounded shocked. “You? Fishing for compliments? I never figured you for the type. But if you really need them. You’re beautiful.”

  “Sexy,” Rick added.