Lexi's Justice

by Renee Shearer

  Don’t forget it worked yesterday too.

  That’s right!

  So what do you want right now?`

  Right now I wanted to feel Thorne’s lips against mine and my body pressed flush to his. Feeling his erection rubbing against my stomach, see how much he wants me.

  Maybe if I’m assertive enough, Connor will come around. Then I can have all four of them. At the same time.

  I moaned at the image in my head. Suddenly I’m spun around and my back is pressed against the wall. It was almost as if he could read my thoughts and know what I wanted. Thorne grabbed the back of my neck and lowered his mouth to mine. Nibbling softly before sliding his tongue along the seam of my lips soothing the sting. I gasped and he took that opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth. My hips arched forward of their own accord, seeking his hardness pressed into my softness.

  We both moaned as our tongues continued to duel with each other. One of his hands slid down my curves to cup my breast, squeezing lightly, testing the weight before rolling the nipple between his fingers. I have never been a fan of padded bras, seeing how I had more than enough to fill them out, I didn’t need the padding. Right then I was so glad I didn’t too, as I could feel everything through my shirt and bra. It felt amazing.

  I ran my hands over his chest, gripping the back of his neck and pulled him even closer to me.

  I know we’ll have to come up for air soon, but before we do, I needed to feel him. I snaked one of my hands back down his hard muscled chest and lightly grazed my nails over his erection. He felt so big through his jeans, I shuddered. It was his turn to gasp as I slowly glided my hand back and forth over the front of his jeans.

  That didn’t satisfy me nearly as much as I thought it would, so I deftly snapped open his pants, tugging on the zipper. Before he even knew what was happening, my hand was wrapped, as far as it could go, around his hard cock as it sprang free.

  He was so wide, I could barely get my hand around him, he groaned and thrusted into my hand. One of his hands started wandering down my curves again and he did the same thing I just pulled on him. I panted, thrusting my hips as soon as he cupped my heated center. Groaning, I let my head fall back as I continued to stroke him, Not caring where we were.

  “Tell me to stop, Lexi. Tell me to leave you alone.” He whispered in my ear.

  I shook my head back and forth wildly, “No! Don’t stop! Don’t you dare leave me alone, Thorne.”

  Thorne’s head dropped to my shoulder, where he stroked my neck with his tongue and continued his love bites. I was so aroused I could feel myself getting soaked, as he expertly rubbed his finger in circles over my very sensitive clit.

  My hand moved faster up and down his hard length. I loved hearing his moans and gasping breaths as I worked him over. It made me feel empowered, and sexy. I arched my back on a strangled scream when he slowly pushed a finger into me, still somehow circling my clit. My body was smothered in pleasure, I was lost to everything.

  “Come for me, Lexi. Let me see that gorgeous face of yours alight with pleasure.” I vaguely heard Thorne say.

  I opened my eyes, my head falling to the side, giving his wandering mouth even easier access to my neck. I saw Colter and Shane standing at the entrance to the hallway. Both of their eyes were liquid fire as they watched me with their friend. I felt a thrill run up my spine as I noticed they were hard too. Their faces were a mix of pain and pleasure. Of hunger and lust.

  Maybe Shane isn’t as unaffected as he pretends to be. Maybe he was just spooked yesterday.

  Seeing Colter slowly lick his lips, sent me over the edge. I came. Hard. The pleasure was so intense that I nearly blacked out as wave after wave hit me. I turned my head, just in time to see Thornes face fall slack with bliss, grunting his release into my hand and over the floor. His slate blue eyes were half lidded as he looked at me with a wicked smile, withdrawing his hand from my body and pants.

  I let out a little whimper at the aching loss of him, my eyes flying wide as he raised his hand and licked it clean. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen, he let out a growl and closed his eyes as if he was savoring my taste.

  “I was right. You do taste like cupcakes.” His voice was rough and gritty, his chocolate brown hair mussed like he just rolled out of bed. Or, like he almost just had sex in a hallway. I didn’t even try to stop the giggle that bubbled up my throat.

  “I get to taste her next.” Colter’s voice rang out, husky and low. Both Thorne and I turned our heads to see him casually propped up against the wall, muscled arms crossed over his chest, a wicked grin on his lips. He threw me a small hand towel, I flashed him a grateful smile as I wiped my hand off.

  Shane was still looking at us with heat in his eyes, but no smile graced his face. I licked my lips, feeling the urge to taste him again. To taste all of them.

  I gulped silently, my body heating again at his words and my own lustful thoughts. In the span of 24 hours I had, had not one but two of the best orgasms of my life and here I was like a greedy bitch already panting after yet another man.

  Damn. My body must’ve been missing more than I thought, if I’m reacting this way. Thorne and I didn’t even fully have sex! Jesus… would I even survive sex with all of them at once?

  I cleared my throat, buttoning up my pants and adjusting my clothing, I started moving down the hallway again, my nose thrust up into the air. Trying to act indifferent when all I wanted to do was throw myself at all of them and beg them to take me.

  Shane’s unhappy yet lustful face looms in my vision as I get closer and my good mood evaporates quickly. He will be the end to all of this.

  “Who says there’ll be a next time?” I glared at Shane as I walked by him. It may not be right, but it felt good to lay all of the blame for my mood and everything in between squarely at his feet.

  I marched into the kitchen, heading straight for the sink and washed my hands, Thorne did the same. Next I headed to the coffee pot, pouring myself a cup, doctoring it the way I liked, sweet and light. I turned around and slowly brought the cup to my lips, blowing softly before taking a sip. I noticed my headache was gone. Damn, Thorne has magic fingers in more ways than one.

  You got that right, sista!

  Oh, shut up you!

  I didn't miss the way all of their eyes heated up again as I blew on my coffee. I shook it off like the well balanced and responsible adult I was. The hallway and forest were mistakes, one’s that shouldn’t, no couldn’t happen again. So I might as well get on with it, and figure out where the hell my car was and where the Doc’s thoughts were on when I could leave.

  “Is Connor still sleeping?” I looked around realizing for the first time that he was nowhere to be found.

  Which was just as well. If he had seen what just happened, I'm sure he would’ve had a few choice words for my behavior. My mood plummeted even further south, I scowled and glared at my cup like it was him right in front of me.

  “Why the change in mood, pequeño guerrero? Thorne not give you a good enough orgasm?” Little did they know I knew some Spanish. Shane just called me little warrior, again.

  I turned my scowl onto Shane, but before I could open my mouth to give him the scathing retort I so badly wanted to give him, Thorne threw a wet towel at Shane.

  I didn’t say anything as I rummaged around the fridge, trying to decide what was safe for me to make. I’m not much of a cook, I’m a better baker then a cook, but I think I could manage eggs… or toast, I’ve done toast before.

  “Here let me.” Thorne nudged me gently out of the way, reaching in the fridge to gather ingredients for an omelet it looked like.

  “Connor went into town; he’s going to talk with Britt about Christian again see if he’s been acting weird.”

  That feeling of dread bloomed in my stomach again, but I refused to acknowledge it. It had to be just that stupid dream that I couldn’t even remember. Mother always said I was a bit of a drama queen when it came to my nightmares.

  “S
oooo.” I drew the word out and pursed my lips, sitting down at the island to watch Thorne work. Trying to think through my words, it was never my strong suit but I was really trying to stop constantly spewing out word vomit.

  “So, what?” Colter asked, leaning against the counter, casually handing items to Thorne.

  I shook myself lightly, getting out of my head and start, “So, about what Connor said the other day and what just occurred in the hallway. And the forest,” I mumbled the last part but the guys grinned and glanced at each other. I could feel Shane hovering in the background. “That can’t happen again. I know you hate me, or what the fuck ever, I represent to you Shane and you would never be on board with anything like that. That’s fine. But just hear me out. As I said before, my grandmother had five men that she was seeing, and sleeping with, for as long as I can remember. So I’m not as closed minded as others would be to that type of relationship. Hell in many ways they were essentially married, and had a damn better marriage then my own mother and father.

  “However with that said, I also just got out of a long term relationship and am not ready to jump back in the saddle. So If you guys want to keep seeing me when I leave that is up to you. However, I will not break up your family here. So you have no fear from me on that end. Honestly, you’re all pretty great, at least what I know of you guys so far. I mean you rescued a perfect stranger and nursed me back to health. I really appreciate that, but I’m not convinced that someone is actually out to get me and that I wasn’t just an easy target. I was hiking in the woods, alone. Not to mention, I was so absorbed in my camera that I tuned everything out. Now with all of that said, I want to go home. Today.”

  All three men froze at the end of my speech. So much for not spewing words. Good one, again, Lex. It’s a wonder they don't think you’re a total nutcase.

  But once I started, I couldn’t help it. I wanted all of them, and If I continued to stay here, things would escalate between one or all of us. I wasn’t willing to risk their life-long friendship just because I wanted them. What kind of woman would that make me if I did?

  I pushed off the stool and turned away, walking fast back to my room, so I didn’t have to see their reactions. All I had to do now was pack what little I had and go back home. After I either hiked back to my car, assuming I could find it or asked one of the guys for a lift. Or I could call Britt, though she probably wouldn’t come get me. She wanted me to be with all four of them. To bad not all of them felt the same way.

  I really didn't want to go home to an empty house. But I had no choice. I had the same problem with my willpower as I did with keeping my words to myself. Meaning I had none. Maybe I should get a dog, protection and company.

  Twenty-Four

  Shane

  I stood there like an idiot and watched her walk away. I knew I had been a bit of an ass to her, but I honestly didn’t think she would leave. I could feel the dagger like looks my brothers were sending me. Slicing through skin and bone, straight to my heart. If looks could kill--- damn straight, I would be laying on this floor, with no breath.

  They all blamed me for this. Just because I couldn’t make up my mind where she was concerned. I have to admit, I’ve been flip-flopping so fast that I was starting to think I was going to give myself whiplash if I kept it up. I wanted to try; I really did. But fuck if Amy didn’t fuck with my head worse than I thought.

  I thought yesterday would've gotten Lexi out of my system. Especially since she started talking about the other guys almost as soon as we were done. And then again today with what happened in the hallway with Thorne. I thought I would feel jealous, and I did yesterday for a brief second. But today seeing her and Thorne, I was jealous that I wasn’t a part of what they were doing. I wanted to taste Lexi too, I wanted to have her moaning...

  “Damnit. Lexi, hold up!” Colter called out, grabbing a plate with food he rushed out to chase after her.

  I sighed and rubbed my hand down my face, going to the back door I pulled it open just as Thorne handed me a water bottle. I looked at him over my shoulder, the worry and frustration I could see etched on his face pisses me off.

  “Don’t look at me like that, Thorne. I’m fine.”

  “No, you’re not, brother. I can see it. Con and Colt can see it. And by what Lexi, said, she can see it as well. When will you? Amy fucked you over so did Adam, but you have even said yourself that you felt relief… or was that just a cover?”

  Before I could reply he turned away, heading back to the stove. “I don’t know anymore.” I mumbled to myself and headed out into the woods. It was scary how observant Thorne was, always had been. He knew I needed to blow off some steam and thing shit over; he knew I would head for the woods on a run.

  I had been telling myself and everyone around me ever since it happened that I felt nothing but relief that she was gone. Jogging alone in the woods, I felt a sense of calm and peace wash over me as I admitted for the first time that I had felt betrayed. Betrayed by her and my brother.

  Our parents had died when I was 12. Adam was 8, and took it harder than I did. I was privy to their fights, I sheltered Adam as much as I could. So he only knew that I didn’t cry at the funeral, he thought I was indifferent to it all. He couldn’t be more wrong; I was devastated by Mom’s death. I never wanted her to die, but my father.. him I couldn’t care less. I took the beatings he gave like a man, I never cried out or alerted anyone else to what was happening.

  During one of our parents fights I had come out of my room and yelled at Dad that if he touched our mother I would kill him. That was the only thing Adam remembers that I told Dad I would kill him. Both died in a car accident a week later.

  Adam has never forgiven me. While I was rebellious and acted out at the foster homes, he was sweet as pie. Until the Hawkston’s adopted us, then he showed his true colors. He used to compete with me in everything. He would break all of my school records, to prove he was better than me. Only thing he never did was follow me into the military. For that I’m grateful, the things I saw over there...the things I had to do. I would never want my little brother to see or do those things.

  I was almost back to the house when the sound of a car leaving made my heart squeeze in my chest. She’s gone. I let my stupid fucking past get in the way of what should have been a wonderful thing. Now it’s too late. I stopped at the edge of the woods, drinking water watching the taillights fade.

  “Damnit Shane, Stop feeling sorry for yourself and get your ass back to the house!” Thorne hollered.

  I chuckled and started walking again, ever since we were kids all of us had unofficially made Thorne our leader. It was still that way, so when Thorne told you to get your ass back, you got your ass back.

  “What?” I huffed a little as I came up the back porch steps. Guess I had been running faster than I thought.

  “Colter and Lexi just left to go do some shopping in Boston. Figured whoever was after her wouldn’t find her there.”

  The wave of relief I felt at his words nearly made me stagger. She didn’t leave for good; she was coming back.

  “He convinced her to stay?”

  “For now. But you need to figure out what you want, brother. Because you are flirting with her, sleeping with her, giving her the cold shoulder, then looking at her like you did when she was with me. Yeah I saw you, then turning away and ignoring her, again--- it’s not cool man. Look I know they did you wrong, but it’s been two fucking years, Hawk. Time to move the fuck on. It’s not like we’re asking you to marry Lexi. All we are asking is that you give it a try, see if we can make this thing work.”

  I nodded, “I hear what you’re saying. I’m trying, okay. I thought the shit with Amy didn't fuck with me so bad. But now I’m thinking it did.”

  “No shit, you think?” He smirked at me, I punched him in the arm and scowl. “Hey, remember when we were kids?”

  “Yeah, what of it? We got into some trouble.” I smiled.

  Thorne chuckled, “Yeah, we did. That’s not wha
t I’m talking about. I’m talking about the fact that we used to talk about what we wanted in a girl. When we discovered that we all liked and wanted the same things, we joked that someday we were going to find that one woman for all of us.”

  “Oh, come on, Thorne! We were kids, for Christ sake! Do you honestly believe Lexi is that one girl for all of us? What about society huh? Salem is not a forward thinking town! What would happen to your job if they found out you were in a relationship with one girl and three other guys?”

  “I don’t give a damn! What others think is their business. My relationships have no bearing on how I do my job.”

  “I know that. But will others?”

  “We can cross that bridge when we come to it. All I’m asking you now, is do you want her?”

  I stared at Thorne; did I want Lexi? God, yes. She’s sweet, funny, sassy, smart and beautiful. But I have worked my ass off to get my Vet practice up and running. This was the first year that we were actually getting new clients. I didn't want to see that disappear because of nosy, gossiping busybodies.

  I made one last plea to Thorne. “If we lose our jobs, how will we be able to support Lexi? Ourselves?”

  He gave me a scathing look, “Brother, when the fuck have you ever known me not have a contingency plan?”

  I chuckled, Thorne always had a contingency plan and then another contingency plan after that. Saved our asses more than once in seemingly no-win situations. “Care to share with the class?”

  “Nope. Just know it’s there, and make up your fucking mind. What does your heart and body want?”

  “Lexi.” I said without hesitation. At least I could admit that. It was the moving forward part I didn’t know how to deal with.

  “Then, let’s get her and keep her brother.”

  I smiled, nodding, as we walked into the kitchen I saw Lexi’s camera still sitting on the island. “What do you make of this? She got so upset when we mentioned it the other day.”