Taming Two Fires (Hearts of Heroes Book 1)

by Rayne O'Gara

“Again.” His one word was all the warning I received before his mouth latched back onto my pussy. Screaming out at his attack, I fist his hair tighter in my grip. I start to thrust into his face trying to get closer to his fast working mouth. His tongue circles around my clit before flattening out and licks up my seam ,stopping only to shove his thick tongue into my gushing hole to tickle the inside of my pussy. I guess not getting deep enough with his tongue he shoves a finger deep inside me curling it up in a come here motion flicking right against my G-spot.

  “Fuck! Right there, baby, oh, right there.”

  “Is he hittin’ the spot, sweetness?” Alex nuzzles into my ear.

  Oh God, I can’t take it. Not his words and Roman’s mouth at the same time. I won’t make it out alive!

  “You like the way he eats your pussy? Like it when he finger fucks you like that? Is it enough for you, sweets?”

  “More,” I gasp. I am so close. Another orgasm is right there. One more touch. I can’t think past that one touch. I need them inside me. I need to come with them.

  “More!” I yell, pulling Roman’s hair with all my strength, I get him to pull back. Bending over I reach his mouth and clash our mouths together so hard our teeth click. Shoving my tongue into his mouth, I take no prisoners. The taste of Roman mixed with my tanginess shoots my arousal even higher. My body is a live wire with only one goal in mind.

  “Come here, sweetness. I need in your tight little pussy. Come ride me.”

  Not wasting a second, I jump off the couch and help with Alex’s belt buckle and in no time at all have his pants and underwear pulled down to his knees. Straddling his hips, I rise up and guide his hard cock deep into my soaked pussy, moaning at the feel of his length as it rubs my inner muscles. Not able to sit still I start rocking back and forth in a slow glide, rubbing my clit against his pubic bone on every down stroke.

  “Come here, Cait, Roman’s ready for this sweet ass. We’re going to fill you up,” Alex whispers as he pushes down on my lower back, making me arch my ass out to Roman, ready for his possession.

  “Such a pretty sight. Alex’s cock sliding in and out of that tasty pussy. I can’t wait until I’m in this hot little asshole.”

  “Then do it! I’m ready, please, Roman. I need you. The both of you. In me now!”

  Feeling his cockhead push at my back entrance, I still. A slight burn at him entering, once through the inner ring of muscles, then an easy glide until he is balls deep inside of me. All three of us groan out together at the tightness. I’m so full.

  “Move, baby, I’m not going to last long,” Roman groans followed quickly by Alex’s, “Me either.” We set the perfect rhythm. When Alex withdrawals Roman thrusts. Always having one inside me. My body’s tightening, I can barely breathe. Straining. I’m so close. A hard thrust from Alex pounds my clit against him sending me over and into the stars.

  “Fuck! I’m coming! Ah!” Alex yells hoarsely as I feel his cock thrust deep one last time before throbbing out spurt after spurt of his come deep inside my swollen channel.

  Roman pounding hard and fast in my ass grabs ahold of my hair and with a slight tug, lifts me flush against his body squeezing my hip hard and thrusting once…twice, before exploding himself, coming deep in my ass.

  Collapsing on to the couch, we lay unmoving, trying to catch our breath when Roman’s phone starts to go off.

  “Shit, that’s the alarm. We have to get on shift soon,” he explains. Wrapping me in his arms, he presses gentle wet kisses to the nape of my neck. Fingers tangled with Alex’s he raises them to his mouth to press kisses to the pads of my fingers. A nip from his teeth make me gasp and lift my eyes to his.

  “When we leave tonight, do me a favor?” Hearing the seriousness in his voice all playfulness left me.

  “Whatever you want,” I answer.

  “Double check all the locks and windows behind us. That unlocked door today just gave me a bad feeling and I want you to be safe. If I thought you would stay I would take you to our house for the night. Just be careful for us, okay?”

  “You’re right, I wouldn’t have gone. But I do promise to be very careful and yes, I will double check all windows and doors after you leave. Now your turn to promise me something. Both of you,” I told them. “Be safe. This is not a request. It’s an order. Come back to me just as you leave me.”

  “Yes, ma’am,” they both chime before each reach over and kiss me.

  I sit up on the couch and fix my dress before going into the bathroom to wash up. Threesome sex is incredible and also a little…well, mushy. I think I need to get some wet wipes to have on hand from now on. Hearing the shower turn on from upstairs, I smile and head into the kitchen to clean up the rest of dinner and rehydrate. This is a good life. I can’t believe how happy I am right now. Making my way upstairs to my bathroom, I catch a naked Alex drying off next to my bed.

  “You sure you have to head to work now?” I whine, taking in the glistening water drops barely clinging to his body.

  Laughing, he winks at me and starts to pull on his clothes. When he is done he grabs another pile of clothes and heads back into the bathroom where Roman is currently showering. Almost immediately returning, I catch on to his plan.

  “Well that was unfair,” I pout. “If you’re leaving I should at least get some fun at have two incredibly hot men naked and wet.”

  “Because you’re pure temptation and I need Rome to be with me tonight. I have a bad feeling and I know I need him backing me up. He sees you looking the way you are and he won’t go anywhere, damn, I don’t want to leave you but we have a job to do.”

  “And I love you even more because of it. It’s okay. I will be getting you back in my bed in twenty-four hours,” I say as I waggle my eyebrows at him. He laughs and checks my digital clock and hits the bathroom door.

  “Let’s go, Rome. Five minutes, man,” Alex yells through the door.

  Roman dried, dressed, and ready to go walks out of my bathroom and heads straight to me, snatching me up in one quick move, holds me tight against his chest and gives me one hell of a goodbye kiss.

  “I will see you soon, baby. Sweet dreams.” Letting me go he heads downstairs and Alex and I follow. Checking the nob of the door one last time, Alex turns to me and gives me his soft and sweet goodbye kiss before turning and jumping in the truck.

  Being the good little girl I am, I double check all the windows—there is a lot of them—and I check the doors before heading upstairs and into bed. I am so tired. They wear me out something fierce. But damn, what a way to become exhausted. I roll over and click off my lamp before snuggling into my warm comforter with a body pillow on my right and one on my left, I instantly start to drift off into sleep.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Bad Guy…

  “Finally!” I say out loud as I see the bedroom light go out. Watching those two fuck heads get into their truck and leave had me ready to go. Thank God she went to bed quickly.

  I told you they would come back here.

  “Yes, I am so very happy you were right!” So, so, so very happy.

  When am I wrong?

  Grumbling to myself, I don’t want to answer him. He can be such an asshole. Oh, well, can’t choose your family. I start my car and without turning on the headlights, I drive just around the corner, out of the way and out of sight. That part of the plan was my idea. I think to myself, smiling.

  Yeah, yeah, you’re a fucking genius. Now check your pack.

  Reaching in the backseat, I pick up the small backpack and plop it down onto my lap. Unzipping the bigger pocket, I check all my large items.

  “Have everything here covered.” I check the next pocket, which just holds a box of matches. Picking the box up I give it a good shake and my face lights up at the rattle. I love that sound. “I’m good to go,” I tell him.

  “You think it’s been long enough? Is she good and out yet?” I ask him, eager to get started. The sooner we get in there the sooner we can have this sucker burning.
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  I think we have giving her sufficient time. Now remember, not the front. Go through the back.

  “Yes, of course I remember,” I tell him as I get out of the car, silently shut the door, and make my way over her back fence. I make good time as I travel through her backyard, blending into the shadows with my dark clothing. I am not worried at all that I will be caught. We are too smart for those police idiots.

  I do agree with you there, my boy, I am too smart for them.

  “But, I said—”

  Shut up and focus!

  At the back door I unzip the backpack and take out my handy dandy locksmith set and get to work on the door. This one is an older model and takes me just a little bit of time. Oh well, that just insures that the bitch will be good and out when I go upstairs. Finally hearing the click, I strap my tools back in and replace them in my pack and head inside, shutting the door quietly behind me.

  Going through the kitchen, I make my way to the stairs and stop. I can’t help but to look longingly toward the dark room. “Maybe just a small bomb?” I plead to him in a whisper.

  No! Get your ass upstairs and finish our revenge!

  “Okay, okay,” I sigh as I start walking up the stairs. Counting the steps as I go up. I remember from earlier today the third, seventh, and eighth steps creak, as well as one spot on the landing in front of her room. Reaching the top of the stairs I silently step into her room and watch her in the massive bed. I smile at her sleeping form and leave her room, closing the door behind me. I don’t need it open right now.

  Reaching my destination, I open the guest bedroom door and close it behind me. As soon as it shuts I spring into action. I rip the pillows off the bed keeping one at my side. Pushing the mattress off I prop it up against the far wall.

  It will catch nicely when its time comes. Quick the knife!

  “I know, I know. I’m going,” I hurriedly tell him. Plopping down the backpack I unzip the large pocket and pull out my box blade. A shiver runs down my spine as the clicking reached my ears signaling the blade opening. I reach down with the razor blade and slice a large opening in the fabric covering the box springs. Lovely.

  Replacing the blade, I reach for the two cotton shirts I recently bought. I have already ripped them into some strips while I waited in the car while they were probably fucking, so no more prep work. Adding them in the box spring plus some other smoky materials, I add my lighter fluid…liberally, and picking up that nice soft, fluffy, feather pillow sitting next to my feet, I give it a good rip. Adding some feathers to my pile I throw some around me making it snow.

  Stop fucking around and light it! Light it now!

  “Okay, I am going too. Are you sure it will smoke a lot before catching?” I ask, still just not sure.

  Yes I’m sure, idiot! It’s going to smoke and smolder until it finally catches, burning bright and hot, an almost unstoppable flame! It will be glorious.

  “Wonderful. Such a joy working with you, it really is,” I say as I pull out my matches and strike them against the box. Closing my eyes, I take in a deep breath of the sulfur in the air mixed with the harsh smell of lighter fluid and release my breath with a sigh of pleasure. Best. Smell. Ever. I toss the lit matches onto my pile and wait for the fluid to catch. Once the materials have caught and a good rolling smoke is produced, I open the door and make my way back to her room. Silent but deadly like the smoke we just created I open her door wide until it hit the wall and cannot open any farther. I smile at her still sleeping form.

  I tread carefully back down the stairs remembering the stairs that creak and walk back out of the kitchen door, shutting it locked behind me.

  It’s good to be a god, isn’t is, son? he asks in a very happy voice.

  “Yes, Father, it is, it really, really is.”

  *****

  Luccas…

  As I walk out of the police station I stand on the top steps and roll my shoulders trying to release some tension. Spending hours arguing with the police chief over this damn arsonist case is going to make me bald. He is wrong! I do not need time off for RR. I need to be out looking for this guy. Taking the couple hours off for the BBQ today was all I needed. I need this resolved damn it. I won’t sleep until I do. Well not very well at least. There has to be a break in this case soon.

  Walking over to my unmarked police car, I hit the button to unlock it when I hear my phone buzz at me from my pocket. Great, what now? Pulling it out I glance at the number. Alex? Why is he…yes! Maybe a lead.

  “Areia.”

  “Hey, Luc, it’s Alex.”

  “Yeah, man, figured. What’s up?” I ask, waiting for the reason.

  “I didn’t wake you did I?”

  “Of course not, like I could sleep right now. What’s going on, man?”

  “Okay, I'll cut the bull, can you do me a favor?”

  “Depends on what it is,” I say guardedly.

  “Can you just swing by Cait’s house for me and check it out,” he asks quietly.

  “Think she’s messing around on you?” I ask shocked. “She didn’t seem like the type honestly,” I appease. I liked her, she was sweet.

  ‘No! God no! When we got back home from Rob’s, her door was unlocked and she said she locked it. It’s just gave me a bad feeling and dammit, if it hasn’t gotten worse since we left her. I thought maybe I was just being overprotective and worrying myself about nothing ‘cause it’s her, but it’s getting worse. I feel like I’m about to jump out of my skin every time someone walks by. Will you do this for me, man? Please?”

  Wow, even I know to follow Alex’s feelings, but to have him this torn up? Yeah, doesn’t sit well. “Yeah, text me her addy and I will swing by. I will let you know if I see anything.”

  “Thank God. Thanks so much, I owe you big.”

  “No prob, just remember this when I have a girl and need someone to do a drive-by okay?”

  “What?! The Monk? With a girl?” he asks me sounding shocked.

  “Shut up, text me her addy,” I snap before ending the call.

  I get into my car and buckle up when my mobile phone chimes letting me know I received a text message. Checking the address I put down my phone and put the car into drive, I know exactly where she is. Being so early in the morning I make good time and park across the street from her house. I kill the engine and look around but I don’t see anything suspicious. All the lights are off and everything’s quiet. Man’s got his hair up for no reason. I will give it a couple more minuets then call him back.

  Relaxing into the seat, I watch her windows and front door. Wait, what was that. Body snapping to attention I focus harder at the shadows around the side of the house. There. Something moved.

  Slouching down in my seat, I sit very still, not one muscle moved except my eyes. They are glued to the moving shadow. Come on…come on, move away from the house. Bingo! The shadow figure of a hunched back man flies across the side of her house giving me a direction of the perp. I grab my cell and get out of the car. Turning my ringer off, I dash over to the side of the house and peek around the side carefully.

  I scan the shadows and bushes around her fence line trying to catch his movement. There! He is leaving her yard and is headed to the road. Jumping over the fence, I hunch down and quickly, but quietly, and make my way over to the densest foliage along the fence line and find a spot where I can see but not be seen.

  Dumb shit parked right on the curb. I take out my phone and zoom in as much as possible focusing on the license plate. It’s lit up from the street light and I snap a quick photo. Even if it isn’t the clearest, forensics can clean it up. Not like I’m planning to let him go if he has done something. I’m tailing his motherfucking ass till I deem it unnecessary. I watch as he takes off the backpack and climbs in the car. That’s why he looked hunched back. Is he talking to himself? Well whatever he did, he is very happy about it. Looking back at the house, I try to spot anything that might be off. Sure that I would hear when the car started I step closer to Cait’s
home.

  Oh shit. Smoke. No flames but there is definitely smoke coming out of that window. Looking above it toward the attic I see the air vent. Sure enough there is some smoke coming out there too. Not a lot but enough to have me worried. Fuck! I sneak under the branches again and check on the guy in the car. Still there. Messed up fucker is waiting around to see what happens. I bet he has watched everything he’s ever done go down. That little shit! Right in front of us every single time. Clicking through my contacts I find Alex’s number and hit send.

  Fuck! Voicemail. He needs to be here now! I can’t leave this guy! Dialing the one number I was certain would get him to come, and come fast, I hit send and wait for the line to pickup.

  “911, what’s your emergency?”

  *****

  Alex…

  “Have you heard from him yet?” Roman grumbles from behind me. Turning away from the window I face him and jam my balled up fists on my hips.

  “No. Not yet. Dammit!”

  “She is okay, Alex.”

  “How do you know that, Roman? Huh? My gut is rolling around screaming at me. How do you know?” I ask him with wide eyes.

  “Because she has to be. She has to be alright,” Roman whispers, shaking his head.

  “I know, man, I know. Dammit, I didn’t tell her I loved her. I meant to before we left. I know I love her. I mean I’ve known for a while but even after she told me her feelings, I was so relieved to hear her say the words I choked up. All I could think about was having her, being inside of her.” Fuck! As soon as shift is over it’s the first thing I’m going to say when I see her. No more wussin' out.

  “Did you try calling her?” Roman asks, pacing the station house floor.

  “Of course I did. It’s shut off. Goes straight to voice mail,” I snap back.

  “Calm down, Alex. You’re no good to anyone when you’re frazzled. I understand, I’m on the edge with worry too but we have to keep it together,” Roman soothes.

  “I’m gonna call him,” I state. I can’t wait anymore. Walking over to my locker, I grab my cell phone.