He watched her closely as she prepared a small dish of cheese and crackers then brought it over to him. She sat down on the edge of the couch beside him and checked him for fever, fussing over him as Richie teased him in the background.
“Quit being such a wuss. You got a damn flesh wound and you’re acting like a baby.”
“Hey, he was shot, Richie,” Juliet reprimanded then stared at Carl.
“Do you need anything? Would you like to have dinner in here? I can feed you.”
He caressed her thigh and smiled at her.
“I’m good, baby. All I need right now is a taste of you. Come here.” She slid down, half over his chest, to touch her lips to his own. He used his good arm to maneuver around her and cup her lower back then smooth down over her ass as he increased the pressure of the kiss. She tasted so good, like honey and wine, as sweet as could be. He adjusted his hips, raising one leg up against the side of the couch so that she fell between his legs.
He released her lips, and she kept her hands on his chest as she stared down into his eyes.
“Stay right here, baby. You feel so good. I can’t wait to be inside of you.”
She snuggled her head under his chin and caressed his chest.
“I don’t want to hurt you. You were shot, Carl, and should be resting.”
“Fuck that. I’ve been shot before, honey. This is nothing. It’s just the stitches that kind of hurt. Nothing too extreme.”
She raised her head up to look at him, and he could see the tears in her eyes and the fear.
“I’m sorry, Carl.”
He squeezed her ass and thigh. “Hush now, darling, this ain’t your fault. If you think about it, you actually saved me by hugging me so hard from behind I nearly lost my balance. It could have been a different story entirely.”
She looked so sad and serious before she leaned forward and touched her lips gently to his. They stayed snuggling together on the couch until dinner was ready, and he couldn’t help but shake the feeling that Juliet was hiding something.
* * * *
Richie had checked with the guards before locking up, setting the alarm, taking a shower, and heading to bed. Juliet had just finished showering when she stepped out to dry off and saw Carl standing there, leaning against the vanity in only his boxers.
“Hey, why aren’t you in bed?” she asked as she dried herself off then pulled the shower cap from her hair.
“I was lonely in there without you,” he whispered so seriously her belly quivered. How was she going to ever leave him or Richie? What if Robert and Pierce pushed so hard, she had no choice? She wouldn’t let them get hurt, or worse, killed. She swallowed hard and turned around to apply some fragrant body powder and then run a brush through her hair.
He walked closer, used the towel to turn her around, and tugged her to him with his good hand. Carl towered over her, and the hungry expression in his eyes made her body warm with need. She wanted him inside of her. She wanted Richie.
He held her gaze as he looked down into her eyes.
“Everything is ready.” Richie suddenly appeared in the doorway. Every nerve ending in her body knew that something was up. They wanted to make love to her just as she anticipated making love with them.
Carl ran his good hand down over her back to her ass, and he squeezed.
“You trust us right?” he whispered, and she nodded without a hesitation. Of course she trusted them.
He turned her toward the doorway and walked with her to the bedroom. Richie pulled off his shorts and now stood by the bed, his cock hard and aroused.
She immediately saw the tube of lube on the side table just as Carl rubbed his palm over her ass cheek and squeezed. They were going to make love to her together.
“You’re so beautiful, Juliet. You’re everything Carl and I ever hoped for and wished you to be. Tonight is special. Come here,” Richie told her, and Carl stopped her a moment, leaned down to place his lips softly against hers before he took off his boxers, then took position on the bed.
She walked to Richie, and he kissed her hard on the mouth. He used his hands to caress every inch of her then lifted her up into his arms so that she straddled his waist.
He kissed along her cheek, her neck, then to her shoulder before laying her on her back on the bed. He continued a pathway of kisses along her body as he spread her thighs. When his mouth latched on to her pussy, she moaned as she tilted her head back. She felt Carl lean to her side and lick across her nipple before pulling the taut tip between his teeth. He pulled as Richie added a finger to her cunt and began to press in. He was moving slowly, testing her channel, and making her cream drip with every stroke. She felt aroused, hot, and ready to explode.
“I love your breasts, Juliet. They’re more than a handful, and I have big hands,” Carl whispered then blew a warm breath over her nipple, making it hard. She moaned until she felt Richie’s finger swipe against her puckered hole, using her own cream to lubricate it.
She gasped.
“Easy now, baby. Richie is going to make that sweet little hole nice and ready for his cock. We want to make love to you together,” Carl whispered then kissed her on the mouth, devouring her moans.
Richie used his free hand to bend her leg upward so that her feet were lying flat on the mattress, her thighs open wide, and her ass and pussy accessible.
As Carl continued to make love to her mouth, Richie stroked her pussy with his thumb then pressed a digit into her anus.
She lifted her hips and moaned into Carl’s mouth.
In and out she felt Richie finger her ass and thumb her pussy, pressing in just the right spot and arousing every part of her body. She suddenly wasn’t so intimidated about the idea of anal sex. She was curious, aroused in wonder, imagining two cocks inside of her at once. She would feel bound to Carl and Richie like nothing else could do.
Carl pulled from her mouth so he could look down at what Richie did to her.
“Look at her, Carl. Isn’t she perfect? Her hole is so tight and her pussy wet. I think she’s ready for us to fill her with cock. Ain’t that right, baby?” Richie asked as he pressed in and out of both holes.
“Yes!” she hissed, and Carl smiled, lying back down on the bed as he adjusted his thighs so they were over the side.
Richie pulled his fingers from her body, lifted her up, and placed her on top of Carl.
Richie gripped a handful of her hair and moved it to the side so he could see her back.
She felt his palms rub along her spine then to her ass before spreading her cheeks.
“So fucking beautiful.” He kissed her spine.
Carl reached up with his good hand to adjust his cock. She lifted her thighs and took his cock into her pussy, inch by inch, losing her breath at the feel of it.
“Oh God, Carl!” she exclaimed, tilting her head back as she began to lift up and down on his shaft. He held her hip and stared up into her eyes.
“Fuck, baby, you feel so goddamn good it’s amazing. More, sweetie, give me more,” he encouraged her as she gripped his shoulder on his good side, his waist on the bad one, and began a rhythm of pumping up and down on his thick, long shaft. She felt Richie moving behind her. Then his hands pressed over her back.
“Your ass is all I can think about, Juliet. I’m watching you fuck my brother, seeing your slick, wet pussy suck his cock in and out of you, and hot damn, woman, I want in. I want this ass, Juliet. Will you let Carl and I make love to you together?”
“Yes, oh God, yes, I want it. I’m going to come.”
“Don’t you dare come, baby. Not until I’m in this ass, you hear me?” She felt the cool liquid press against her puckered hole and then Richie’s finger squeeze through the tight rings then slowly move out. He began a rhythm with his finger in her ass as she thrust up and down on top of Carl.
She felt the tight pinching, a feeling of fullness, and couldn’t imagine what it was going to feel like with two cocks inside of her at once.
“You ready,
baby?”
She nodded, and Carl pulled her down against his chest and kissed her mouth. He ravaged her like a man about to lose all control. Behind her, she felt the tip of Richie’s cock as Carl thrust upward into her.
“Fuck!” Richie began to push through, breaching the puckered hole as her inner muscles gripped his cock.
“So fucking tight. Damn, it feels incredible. I’ve wanted this tight, sexy ass for too fucking long. Too fucking long, baby,” Richie admitted, and his voice sounded so sexy and distorted. She felt a new sense of feminine arousal and primal need inside of her.
Carl released her lips to breathe.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” Carl added as Richie pulled slowly out of her then shoved forward.
“Oh!” she screamed as the two men began to pump in and out of her together. She was never at a loss for cock, and with every stroke her love for them and connection to them grew stronger.
“So good. Oh God, move faster, harder, Richie, harder, I’m gonna come.”
Richie grabbed her hips tighter and thrust into her ass hard and fast. She felt his balls and Carl’s cock somehow grow thicker inside of her.
She rose up a little so she could help ease the ache inside her body, and Carl pumped his hips upward while he pinched her nipples and pulled them. She screamed her release, and both men followed, yelling her name then pumping two more times.
She laid her face against Carl’s chest as Richie slowly pulled from her ass then leaned down to lick and nibble each cheek.
She smiled against Carl’s chest as she wiggled her hips.
Carl grabbed her hip bone. “Whoa, don’t move, my cock is so fucking sensitive right now.”
She leaned up to kiss his mouth.
“I love you guys,” she whispered, and Carl smiled. She felt Richie’s hand massage her ass then him lean down next to her cheek. Both men said “I love you” at the same time, and they chuckled.
“Thank you for trusting us,” Richie stated before kissing her cheek.
* * * *
Juliet could see Danny’s bloody face. She watched as Robert wrapped him in a blanket as Pierce watched.
“Bring her with you. Let her see what will happen to any man who ever touches what’s mine,” Pierce stated firmly as he caressed her hair and brought a handful up to his nose. She was hysterically crying now. She could hardly walk as Teddy pulled her up from the chair and made her follow Robert.
The ride was a blur, merely twenty minutes north of the Mellbrook estate, a dump owned and operated by Mellbrook Industries. Teddy dragged her up the hill, across the high grasses as Robert carried the lifeless body over his shoulder. Her boyfriend was dead, murdered in front of her eyes, and now they were going to show her where his body lay.
It was a good distance deep into the hills of the smelly dump. She had never smelt anything worse in her life—the gray tinge of the ground beneath her feet, the machinery in the distance used to bury the garbage, and of course this body.
Teddy grabbed her by the hair and made her face Robert.
The sick bastard smiled as he looked out across the miles and miles of dumping grounds and told her that this was his favorite place. He said he knew where every body of every person he killed in Texas was located.
She shook with fear so deep and intense Teddy could hardly hold her upright.
“She’s losing it,” Teddy told Robert, and Robert turned to her and smiled.
“Well, we don’t want that now, do we? Take a look, sweetheart, and remember, Mellbrook owns you, and if anyone ever touches you or tries to take you away from him, then they’ll end up like this.”
Juliet tried to turn away. In her nightmare she forced herself to close her eyes, but it only made the scene brighter and as real as the night she actually witnessed Danny’s brutal death.
Robert took out a knife and cut open the blanket.
“Never forget, bitch!”
Instead of Danny’s face, she saw Carl’s.
Juliet screamed as she jumped up from the bed and ran. She fell to the floor, crying, trying to escape the nightmare, when strong hands pulled her up. The sound of both Richie’s and Carl’s voices pulled her back to the present.
“Oh sweet Jesus, baby, you scared us. Damn, baby, you’re okay, it’s just a dream.” Richie caressed her back and her shoulders as he hugged her to him.
She shook her head even as the dim light came on and Carl walked closer to her. His arm bandaged, he walked slowly toward her. Her heart ached with fear and sadness. Carl could have died.
“It was a bad dream, baby. You’re safe. We’ve got you.” Carl caressed her shoulder. Juliet continued to cry and tried to calm her breathing. She just couldn’t seem to control it.
“Please calm down. Come on, baby. Slow, easy breaths,” Richie told her as he placed her onto the bed in a sitting position on the edge. He caressed her thighs as he held her gaze. Carl sat down next to her, and the second she locked gazes with his face, she remembered her nightmare.
“No! Oh God, no. I can’t stay here with you two. He’s going to kill you. He’s going to kill you,” she cried.
“No one is going to kill us. We’re prepared. We have security everywhere,” Carl reminded her.
“They can do it. They’ll get to you. I know they will.”
“No, baby, you’re just scared and freaked out over this nightmare.” Richie stood up.
She continued to shake her head.
“I need my clothes. I need to leave, right now,” she demanded as she got up and searched for her things.
“Honey, calm down. You’re not going anywhere,” Richie told her as she pulled the T-shirt up and over her head. The phone was ringing and Carl was answering it.
She heard him say everything was fine, just a nightmare.
He didn’t know. They were foolish. They didn’t know what Robert and Pierce were capable of.
Carl hung up the phone. Richie ran fingers through his hair. She was looking for her pants when she felt Richie pull her toward him.
“Stop this. Stop freaking out. He won’t kill us. He won’t get near Carl or me.”
“You’re wrong. He will. They will, both of them. They’ve done it before. He almost killed Carl.”
“Almost isn’t dead, Juliet. He wants to frighten you. They want you to cave in like this.”
“They’ll kill you, and they’ll get away with it. I’ve seen them do it. I was there, Carl. I was there when they beat Danny. I saw them torture him then slice his throat. Pierce made me watch it. He was there and Teddy, too, as Robert killed Danny. I saw him wrap up Danny’s body, and then they made me watch him dispose of it. I saw them. I saw him kill others and do other things. I’ll never be free of him. They’ll take you from me, too, and I’ll have nothing. Nothing,” she cried then fell to her knees before collapsing onto the rug.
Richie pulled her up into his arms.
“Holy shit, Juliet. My God, baby. Why didn’t you tell anyone? Why didn’t you tell me or Carl?”
“He’ll kill you both. That’s what they do, they murder, steal, and kill to get what they want, and no one can stop them. Not the cops, not attorneys, and not any of you.”
He held her to him as she continued to cry until exhaustion took over. The last thing she remembered was the feel of their kisses against her skin and Carl’s voice saying, “Get everyone over here in an hour.”
* * * *
“She told you all of this?” Monte asked as Richie, BJ, Chad, Michael, and Mason gathered in Richie’s living room.
Richie ran his fingers through his hair. His stomach hurt, his chest was tight, and he was filled with a mix of emotions. He was angry that Juliet had gone through such trauma. He was scared because she really believed that he, his brothers, and the guys couldn’t protect her. She sounded like she would give in to Robert and Pierce’s demands. He wanted justice. BJ and Monte were working on a lot of leads and ways to get Pierce busted for his crimes. It seemed that Juliet was a witness to murder and God
knew what else.
“She was hysterical. Had a nightmare that apparently brought back memories of the murders.”
“That poor girl. She’s only twenty-two and she experienced this shit at nineteen. I couldn’t even imagine,” BJ stated.
“I’m afraid that she really thinks these men can get away with what they’ve done and take her from us. I think, if the opportunity presents itself, then she’ll go with Mellbrook and Sinclair out of fear that they’ll kill Carl and me. She’s terrified of them, and I don’t blame her one bit,” Richie said.
“We can’t let that happen. If they find out that she even told you guys about the murders, then they’ll kill her,” Monte stated.
“We have some news on both men, but more importantly, I took it upon myself to inform some people I know of what’s happening here. It seems that the feds have been watching Mellbrook and are interested in some illegal importing and trading accounts he has overseas. He did a little business transaction with a known terrorist cell. The feds are linking it to a cell here in the United States they’re about to bust,” Mason stated.
“Holy crap, that is great news. How long before they can nail him on any charges?” Richie asked.
“Well he’s got lawyers, and he’s also on to the feds. But I think if Juliet has proof of these murders and the corruption, she could be key to getting these assholes locked up for life,” Mason added.
“I don’t know if she’ll talk. She was really shaken up. Carl is with her right now upstairs,” Richie said.
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