“Chase, darling! I’m so glad I caught you out here!”
Chase did not have time for this shit.
“What do you want, Amelia. I’m busy.”
Amelia ran her finger up his arm and pouted her full, red lips. “Is that anyway to talk to a friend, Chase? We used to be such good friends, too.”
Chase pulled her hand off his arm. “We used to be a lot of things. We aren’t anymore. What the hell do you want anyway?”
“That’s a good question. I want to know that, too.”
Chase looked up as Zach strode into the room looking pissed the fuck off. Usually, it was him that had the hair trigger temper. Not this time. Zach looked ready to throw Amelia’s ass off their property.
“Zach, darling, you really need to calm down. I have a perfectly legitimate reason for being here. I want to buy a horse.”
Zach quirked an eyebrow in surprise.
“Since when do you ride, Amelia? I believe you called them smelly beasts at one time. You need to leave, and don’t come back. We don’t have anything for you.”
Amelia’s throaty laugh echoed through the large barn. Chase knew she was up to no good. He knew that look.
“But you do have something I want, darling, and I have something I know you’ve missed.”
Chase and Zach watched in shock as Amelia loosened the belt on her coat and let it drop to the barn floor. She stood there completely naked except for her fuck-me heels. Chase could see Zach’s face tighten in anger.
“Get your fucking clothes on, Amelia, and get your ass off this property. Now.” Zach used his most commanding voice. He was barely holding himself in check, Chase could tell.
“Yes, you should definitely get your clothes on, and get your skanky butt out of here before I go all Chicago on your ass!”
Chase closed his eyes in horror. Cassie was here, and she was pissed. Cassie stomped into the barn and got right up in Amelia’s face. Oh shit.
* * * *
Cassie could feel the anger coursing through her as she eyed the naked woman trying to steal her men. She had fucking had it with this bitch. So much for turning the other cheek and letting the boys handle this. Apparently, the little princess didn’t take hints well. Cassie needed to step in and make a few things clear.
Amelia just looked at her with amusement. “My, my, so angry. Looks like Tinkerbell is a little jealous. Can’t keep your men happy, sweetie? Perhaps you should let me take over.”
Cassie saw red. The witch had hit her where she was weakest. She was still insecure about satisfying two men. Especially when those men were as virile and handsome as Chase and Zach.
“Tinkerbell? This Tinkerbell is going to throw your ass out of this barn!” Cassie reached down and picked up the coat and tossed it at Amelia.
“Cover up, and get the hell out.”
Amelia just smirked. “I don’t hear Chase and Zach telling me to leave. I think they want me to stay.”
Before Cassie could reply, a red-faced Zach stepped between them.
“Stay out of this, Cassie. Chase and I can handle this.”
Cassie took a challenging stance. “Really? So far I haven’t seen you handle anything. You act like her feelings are more important than mine. Are they?”
Chase grabbed her arm and spun her around to look at him. He looked pissed as hell. “Do you really believe that? You are the most important thing to Zach and me. You’re our whole fucking world.”
Cassie tried to harden her heart at Chase’s sweet words.
“All I know, Chase, is what I see. And what I see is you two walking on eggshells when it comes to Amelia. I’ve been waiting for you to do something, but so far, nothing.”
Zach’s hard voice broke through her haze of anger.
“Then see this, Cassie.”
Cassie gaped in shock as Zach grabbed Amelia’s arm and led her firmly out of the barn and toward her car. He opened the car door and practically lifted her and placed her in the seat, slamming the car door shut. Amelia started the car and slammed it into reverse, peeling backwards and almost hitting a tree. She righted the car and sped down the driveway toward the main road, a cloud of dust following her.
Zach strode back into the barn, his face a determined mask.
Oh fuck. He does not look happy.
Cassie took a few steps back only to run into Chase. Zach crowded her front, and she could see his jaw working in anger. “Uh, guys, maybe we should go into the house and—”
Zach’s kiss took possession of her lips. It was an angry kiss, but Cassie could not help responding to his hunger. When he drew back, she was dizzy with need and want. Her pussy creamed in response to his dominance.
* * * *
Zach took a deep breath to control his anger and frustration. Had Cassie actually thought they gave a rat’s furry ass about Amelia? He had simply tried to ignore the woman so it wouldn’t get ugly. Well, it had, and now he and Chase needed to make sure that Cassie knew what she meant to them. She meant everything.
He bent over and pressed his shoulder into her middle, lifting her in a fireman hold. He heard her squeal in protest but just looked back and motioned to Chase. She wriggled trying to get free, but he just wrapped an arm around her legs and carried her over to the stacked bales of hay. He dumped her on a bale and began tugging her shoes off. The horses could watch if they wanted to. He had to have her now.
Chase joined in, and they had her naked in seconds. He scowled at the hay bale. He didn’t want it to scratch her delicate skin. Chase came to the rescue and threw a horse blanket over the hay bale. Zach laid Cassie on top of the blanket, her legs off the edge.
“Grab her arms, Chase, and hold her down. I don’t want her squirming around.”
Chase chuckled and grabbed Cassie’s wrists and anchored them over her head. So far, Cassie had allowed them to do as they pleased. He didn’t want to force her. He shouldered between her legs so they were spread wide. Her pussy was pink and wet, begging for his touch. He drew a finger slowly around her swollen clit. Cassie moaned at the contact.
“You’re very wet, angel. Do you want us? Do you want this? Never doubt how much we want you. I think about this pussy all fucking day long.”
He swiped his tongue once over her clit, and she cried out in response.
“Answer me, angel. Do you want us?” He leaned forward and gave her clit another lick. Cassie groaned in frustration.
“I’d answer him if I were you,” Chase teased, “he’s not going to let you come until you do. By the way, you’re my world, too. Amelia doesn’t mean anything to me. There’s only you.”
Cassie opened her beautiful, blue eyes and bit her bottom lip, swollen from his kiss. “Yes, I want you both. I’ve been afraid. I’ve been afraid that I wasn’t enough to make you happy.”
Chase rolled his eyes and sighed. “Do we look unhappy? I’ve never been happier. I know that Zach has never been happier. We fucking love you, Cassie. I’ve never said that to a woman before.”
Cassie’s eyes were bright with unshed tears. “You love me? Really? I love you, too! Both of you!” Cassie tried to sit up, but Chase held her down easily.
Zach felt his heart open. This woman had healed his soul. He didn’t realize how much pain he had held onto until it was gone. He had to say the words. “I love you, too, Cassie. You’ve made me feel whole again. I haven’t felt that in a long time.
Tears did fall from her eyes now. “You make me whole, too. I’ve never felt so safe and loved in my life. I feel I finally have the family that I’ve always dreamed of. I love both of you so much. Charlie was right.”
Chase chuckled. “What was Charlie right about, sweetheart?” He began to kiss her neck and shoulders while his left hand still held her wrists over her head.
Cassie giggled and smiled. Zach wanted to make her smile like that every day for the rest of her life.
“She said that with two men there was more love. She was right.”
* * * *
Cass
ie’s heart ached with love for her men. She put the last of her insecurities away. She didn’t need them anymore.
Zach began tracing around her clit with his finger sending tingles shooting through her abdomen. Her pussy was already wet and swollen. She knew he could see honey dripping from her cunt. She needed to come badly.
“Please, Zach, please let me come.”
She knew she was in trouble when Zach simply continued circling her clit. It was driving her crazy. She tried to move, but Chase held her down easily.
“Chase! Make him let me come!” She appealed.
Chase had the audacity to smirk. He began pinching her nipples with his other hand, making her twist and writhe.
Zach slid two fingers inside and began slowly fucking her in and out, pushing her closer to release. “If you want to come, Cassie, all you have to do is ask for what you want. What do you want?”
Cassie whimpered. “I want you to make me come.”
Zach shook his head. “Not good enough.”
Chase closed his lips over a nipple and sucked, his tongue flicked the hard bud. Cassie shook with the need to climax.
“Tell me exactly what you want, and you will get it.”
Cassie couldn’t take anymore. She desperately needed to come.
“Please, Zach! Lick and suck my clit! Make me come!”
Zach took mercy on her and obeyed her immediately. His fingers kept up the fucking rhythm while his mouth closed over her clit. He licked and sucked her clit. Her orgasm hit her hard. Her body bowed and her legs shook. Spirals of pleasure ran through her until she lay limp and spent.
She hazily watched Zach dig something from his pocket. A condom. He opened his pants and slipped it on his hard cock. He leaned over and took a nipple in his mouth and nipped at it with his teeth. Chase sucked at the other nipple until she was begging to be fucked. She needed to be filled with their hard cocks.
Zach lined up and entered her with one hard stroke. Chase played with her nipples and kissed her shoulders. Zach began fucking her slowly at first, then faster. He thrust in and out of her, his balls slapping her ass with each stroke. Each stroke rubbed her clit, starting her climb of arousal all over again. Chase had let go of her hands at some point, and she gripped Zach’s shoulders while he pounded her pussy relentlessly. This wasn’t a seduction, but a claiming. She reveled in his passion, lost in her own. He shifted the stroke a little until he was rubbing the sweet spot inside of her.
“She likes that, Zach. Keep that up, she’s really close.”
Chase pinched her nipples, and Zach pinched her already sensitive clit. It sent her into another orgasm, stronger than the last. Her pussy clamped down on Zach’s cock. He pounded her as he, too, reached the peak, stilling inside her. His eyes were closed in ecstasy, his face twisted as if in pain. He was still for a few moments before regretfully withdrawing. He leaned down to kiss her long and slow, a stark contrast to his raw passion only moments before. “Chase’s turn, angel.” Zach whispered and changed places with his brother.
Chase grinned down at her as he opened his jeans and donned a condom. She smiled back. This was her playful, teasing Chase. He eased slowly into her pussy until he was balls deep. She moaned at the fullness. His cock ran along already sensitive spots in her swollen cunt.
Her senses were heightened. She could smell the distinct, spicy scents of her men, the earthy smell of the barn. She felt their rough, callused hands caress her and heard Chase grunt with the each stroke.
He withdrew almost all the way, and then plunged back in. His cock bumped her cervix sending arousal shooting to her clit. In and out, he fucked her, harder with every stroke. She tightened her muscles around Chase’s cock, and he groaned in response.
They were covered in sweat as he rode her cunt hard and fast. She moaned as his fingers played with her clit. She didn’t think she could come again, but Chase was determined. His expression was a study in control. She knew he was holding back for her.
“I can’t, Chase. You go ahead.” She panted for air.
“No, dammit. You’re coming again. Zach, help her.” Chase’s voice was rough with passion. She knew he was holding on by a thread. Zach leaned over and sucked on her nipple hard, pulling it into his mouth and biting down with his teeth. The edge of pain sent her over and she screamed her orgasm, bucking against Zach’s hold. Chase finally let himself go and slammed into her one last time before holding himself inside her. His cock pulsed inside her sending ripples throughout her cunt. Finally, he collapsed on top of her, gasping for breath.
Zach kissed her neck and pushed at Chase. “You’re squashing our girl.”
Chase sat up and grinned. “Sorry, baby. That was intense makeup sex.”
Cassie couldn’t hold back her own grin. “Wow. It certainly was. I’ve never had makeup sex before.”
Zach smirked. “Stick with us, angel. We’re sure to piss you off on a regular basis, so makeup sex is a given.”
As long as she got to win the arguments, Cassie didn’t mind. She loved these men, and they loved her. Her past seemed very far away now.
Chapter 11
“Prisoner 87433, move to the yellow line!”
Danny Trent stepped forward, through his cell door, and onto the yellow line. He was being transferred today from county jail to state prison. He was surprised it was happening at all due to the state prison overcrowding. His attorney had assured him that if he behaved well that he had a good chance of getting to stay in county, which was much nicer than the state accommodations. Danny had made himself into the model prisoner, but his fucking attorney turned out to also be a fucking liar. He was being transferred today, and there was nothing he could do about it. It was the second worst thing about being locked up—not having any control over his life. He was told when to get up, when to eat, when to piss, and when to sleep. Now he was being told he was going to Logan, and he had heard bad things about that place. He wasn’t too popular in county as it was since they said he had terrorized a woman, but in state, he was told he would only be a rung above the child molesters. Somehow, he had to stop this from happening. Then he had to fix the worst thing about being locked up. He was away from Cassandra. God, he missed her. Her golden hair and blue eyes. He loved her so much, and it was killing him each and every day to be away from her.
“87433, step three steps to your right!”
Danny stepped three steps to his right and met one of the guards at that spot. The guard looked at him dispassionately and snapped handcuffs on his right wrist, drew his arm behind his back and then snapped his left wrist in a cuff. Bastard cop. He had snapped them tight, too. Danny could feel the metal pressing into his flesh as he pulled against them. It was instinct. He couldn’t seem to stop himself.
“87433, we are here to transfer you to Logan Correctional Center where you will serve the balance of your sentence which is four and a half years. Officer O’Halloran here will collect your belongings and you will be escorted to the van waiting downstairs.”
Danny watched as the officer took a small garbage bag and began to collect his books, letters, and a few clothes.
O’Halloran didn’t look at the guard as he gathered up Danny’s belongings, so Danny was surprised when he spoke.
“You need to get the prisoner in manacles for travel. Handcuffs are not sufficient for transfer.”
“We do that in the holding area, O’Halloran. It upsets the other prisoners to see manacles, so we don’t do that in general population.”
O’Halloran rolled his eyes at the guard. “Well, we wouldn’t want to upset them now, would we?”
Some of the letters and books slipped from O’Halloran’s hand and landed on the floor with a plop. Papers fluttered to the floor and Danny looked in horror as the picture of Cassandra floated out from one of the books and fell on O’Halloran’s shoe.
“Well, what have we here, Trent? This can’t be a picture of Miss Cassandra Ames. I believe you were instructed by the judge that you could not have any p
ictures of your victim. This is a clear violation, Danny boy. Looks like you head straight for solitary when we get to Logan. A few weeks in the hole ought to straighten your head right out. Oh, and this will erase any good behavior points you may have banked. Yep, looks like you will be serving the whole five years, Trent. I’ll make sure the guards keep an extra special eye on you from now on.”
Danny felt the heat of his anger as he saw O’Halloran smirk at him. God, he hated fucking cops, and especially this cop. O’Halloran had been the detective on his case and had testified at the trial. He wanted to beat the shit out of him and wipe that smirk off his face. He just couldn’t spend the next four and a half years in Logan. He would die first. Danny spit at the cop.
“Fuck you, O’Halloran. I’ll see you in hell before I serve all fucking five years in that shit hole.”
O’Halloran grabbed one of Danny’s socks and wiped the spit off of his tie with a grin then threw it in the trash bag with Danny’s other things.
“I guess we’ll see, Trent. I remember you that day when you beat up that young woman, and it doesn’t appear that you’re any smarter now than then. I think you’re going to spend a lot of time in solitary. You know, my whole career I’ve been dealing with sick fucks like you. Guys that think that rules don’t apply to them. But the rules do apply. You did terrible things to that woman, and she deserves peace in her life, and you deserve a hell of a lot more than the judge sentenced you to. Me? I just want to be sure that Cassandra Ames gets justice and the taxpayers get their money’s worth for the next four and a half years.”
O’Halloran quickly finished gathering up the few possessions that Danny still had and gave the guard the sign that they were ready to move. Danny walked between them down the hall and out of the general population area. Some of the prisoners called to them as they exited, but Danny wasn’t listening. His mind was whirling. He had to find a way to stop this from happening. He couldn’t end up in Logan. He just couldn’t. A wave of anger overtook him. It was Cassandra’s fault that this was happening. If she hadn’t disobeyed, he wouldn’t have had to punish her and he wouldn’t be here. She really had another punishment coming to her, and he didn’t want to wait five years to give it to her. She needed to learn to obey and respect him. He couldn’t allow this to happen.
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