Sons of Justice 13_Off the Market for Love

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “You have a short temper and are bossy,” she said to him.

  He eyed her over. Most other men feared him and especially when he was pissed off. Tiana didn’t seem to fear him. She was naive. “You’re stubborn,” he replied as the others came inside.

  “I’m not trying to push you away.”

  “Seems that way. Like maybe you got men lined up. Clients, that guy Mercer who asks you out. Why do you decline them?”

  “I’m not attracted to them.”

  “Are you attracted to us?” he asked her.

  “What the hell do you think?”

  “Don’t know since you’re pushing us away,” he replied.

  “I’m trying to breathe. I don’t make it a weekly occurrence to have a hot and heavy make-out session in the bathrooms of homes I’m showing.”

  “Hot and heavy make-out session? You’re lucky we put on the breaks and were gentlemen. I for one was ready for more.”

  “Then what? I would be some easy lay, another notch in your military belts? I know what type of men you are, or at least enough to know you want sex. You dominate women, get them all aroused and use them, then toss them. No commitments, no strings attached. I let my guard down. It felt good, but putting on the breaks is necessary.”

  He reached out and grabbed her by her skirt and pulled her into his arms. She gasped. He put her onto her back on the couch, and laid over her, then kissed her. He plunged his tongue into her mouth and then grabbed her hands, and brought them together, holding her wrists with one hand above her head. She moaned into his mouth and he used his other hand and hips to hold her down as he cupped a breast. He was on fire with need, desire, and then he eased his mouth from her lips to her neck.

  “Oh, Vella. Holy crap, Vella.”

  “I know, baby. I fucking know it.” He suckled against her neck and eased his mouth into her blouse and against her breast.

  “We can’t keep doing this.”

  “Why not?” Biani asked, and the others joined them and sat around her and Vella on the couch.

  Vella released her wrists but didn’t ease up.

  “Let me up.”

  “Not yet. Not until you say there aren’t any other guys.”

  “Vella, I’m not dating anyone.”

  “That isn’t what he’s asking. It’s pretty damn obvious multiple men are interested in you,” Messina said to her.

  “And like multiple women aren’t interested in all of you?”

  “We don’t date either. Haven’t been with any women in a while,” Biani replied.

  “And shared? How many women have you all shared?” she asked.

  “None,” Falzone said.

  Her eyes widened. “So why now? Why me?”

  “Because of how you make us all feel, and the fact that we all feel it for you and you only. Going slow isn’t going to happen,” Falzone said.

  “What if I need slow, Falzone?”

  “I told you earlier today, we expect respect and discipline. Sex with us will not be like sex with other men you’ve been with. We all have desires, needs that need to be met in the bedroom. They’ll be times you’ll be free and can reciprocate the emotions and needs, and they’ll be times you’ll be restrained, spanked, but always submissive. We guarantee it won’t be scary, baby, but pleasurable. Accept us, and accept that. Then we’ll see where this goes.”

  Vella stared down into her eyes. He licked his lips, could only imagine the sounds that would come from her mouth when she was tied to a bed, legs wide, fully exposed to them. “Say yes. Say you’re ready to try this,” he whispered to her.

  “You should know, I only had one lover and it was short.”

  “No wonder she got so wet so fast, she’s practically a virgin,” Biani teased.

  She looked at him. “I can handle it.”

  “Ohh, that resistance is going to land you several punishments I can tell already,” Biani replied, and rubbed his hands together.

  “My palms are itching right now,” Falzone added.

  He then reached down and tilted her chin up toward him. Vella cupped her breast, her lips parted, and she exhaled.

  “I think I’ll call Tat and cancel dinner plans,” Biani stated.

  “No, oh God no you can’t. Then they’ll know what’s going on and—”

  He gripped her chin tighter. “Good, then it will send out the message that you’re off the market. How about that?” he asked.

  She gulped.

  “Say yes,” Biani said to her.

  She stared up at Falzone, and the seconds felt like minutes to Vella.

  “Yes,” she whispered.

  “Good girl,” Falzone said, and then glanced at Biani. “Make the call, Biani. Vella,” he said to him, and Vella rose up from laying over Tiana and he stood. Falzone offered her his hand and she held his gaze.

  She looked up at Falzone with an expression of fear, and arousal, and Vella swallowed hard. Were they making a mistake? Were they being fair to her knowing how fucked up they were, or at least he was, mentally? Looking at her sexy body in the skirt and blouse, then watching Falzone lead her through the small cottage to the largest bedroom, Falzone’s, and nothing else seemed to matter. Not even Biani’s words as he informed Tat they weren’t making it to dinner, and that if the car was done that Mercer, the mechanic, could leave it parked next to the cottage with the keys inside. Then Biani said the words that made this entire situation sink in. “We’ll take good care of her, and Falzone will speak to Spartan when the time is right.”

  Vella locked gazes with Biani. “I feel it, too, Vella, that’s what makes this so incredible. What will make it perfect is that we’re in this together, and together Tiana will always be put first.”

  He felt that bond, that deep emotion he had with his team, and he headed into the bedroom with Biani just as Falzone and Messina began to undress Tiana.

  Chapter Four

  “You’re all so big,” she said to them after she stepped from her heels.

  Messina gripped her hips and kissed her bare shoulder. “You’re shaking. Don’t ever be afraid of our sizes, or our capabilities,” he told her, and then kissed her neck again. She smelled so good, and she was petite and sexy, and protectiveness consumed him in that moment.

  “Arms up,” Falzone said as Vella and Biani walked into the room. Both men pulled off their shirts and kicked off their shoes. She raised her arms up, and Falzone lifted her camisole up over her head. Messina unzipped her skirt and let it fall.

  “My God, look at her,” Biani said, and they did just that. Looked at her sexy body in the thin, tan colored panties and matching lace bra that barely covered both abundant breasts. There wasn’t a mark on her. Not a tattoo, or a scar, a blemish, just a pierced belly ring.

  “You’re incredible, sweetie. I don’t know where to begin. Every bit of you calls to me,” Falzone said to her, and then cupped her cheeks and kissed her tenderly on the mouth.

  She lowered her hands to his shoulders and kissed him back. Messina slid her panties down her thighs as he kissed along her shoulder, and down her back as he lowered her panties to her ankles. Her thighs were tone and thin, her arms very thin, and she reminded him of a porcelain doll, so precious and feminine. They would need to be careful with her, but boy did he hope she could handle all of them together. She moaned into Falzone’s mouth as Messina slid his thumb along the crack of her ass.

  “Open your legs, feet apart,” Biani ordered, and she did, as Messina pressed his thumb down the crack and over her asshole. She pulled from Falzone’s lips and reached back, but Biani gripped her wrist and Vella took her other one.

  “No resisting. By becoming our woman, our lover, you, this sexy, delectable body, becomes ours fully, too,” Falzone said to her.

  She was breathing quicker, and shaking even more. “What will you do to me?”

  “Anything we desire,” Biani said, and brought her wrist to his lips and kissed it.

  She gasped, and Messina saw that Vella brought he
r hand into his unzipped pants and over his cock. “You do this to me. It isn’t only you who feels overwhelmed and needy. Understand? You give and you receive, same for us,” he said to her.

  Messina slid his finger into her pussy from behind.

  “Oh.” She moaned.

  “Let’s begin,” Falzone said, and undid his pants, stepped from them and removed his shirt. He eased his palm up under her hair as they all undressed, except for Messina. Messina continued to stroke her, felt her juices pour from her cunt, and he got even more aroused.

  “Look at my cock, baby.” Her eyes lowered down, and she bent forward. “I need you,” he said to her and caressed her hair. She lowered more and surprised them as she licked at his cock. “Don’t tease me. You accept us?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good. Biani, grab the lube and the condoms,” he said, and she brought more of Falzone’s cock into her mouth. She stepped wide with Messina’s assistance as he used his foot to spread her feet. She moaned and bobbed her head up and down.

  “Such a warm, sexy mouth,” he said to her, gripping her hair tighter. Messina stroked her cunt and then Biani approached as Vella lowered down and began to suck on her breast.

  “Such a tight little bud. I don’t think our woman has ever had a cock in her ass,” Messina said.

  “Then it needs work,” Biani added, and squeezed some lube onto his finger and slid it into her asshole.

  She started to pull her mouth from Falzone’s cock, but he stopped her. “No, no, no, you keep sucking, and they’ll get your pussy and ass ready for cock. Ready to be claimed.”

  She grunted.

  “She’s coming. Holy fuck she’s coming,” Messina said.

  “To the bed then,” Falzone said, and pulled his cock from her mouth as Biani slid his fingers out of her ass, and Messina pulled his from her pussy and brought her to the bed. He lifted her up. Cupped her cheeks then kissed her tenderly. Biani undid her bra, and when Messina pulled back, it fell from her breasts and he was pleasantly surprised by her full breasts. For a petite thing, she had major curves.

  He lifted her onto the bed, and then eased up.

  “Arms above your head, thighs open, don’t put them down unless I say so,” he ordered.

  Her eyes zeroed in on Falzone’s cock as he pulled a condom into place, but then lowered down to lick her cunt. Her legs shook, and he gripped them. He then slid his palms to her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed. She gasped, lifted her arms to move them. “Arms up.”

  “But…” she replied.

  Falzone flipped her to her belly. “Rules, Tiana, you must abide by the rules.”

  Smack.

  He spanked her ass and she gasped, gripped the comforter and then he slid his finger into her cunt from behind. “Oh…oh God how, how do you do this to me?” she said.

  He stepped between her legs and lifted her hips.

  He was over her body, her smaller frame lost underneath Falzone’s much larger frame. “Because you’re meant for us, that’s why,” he said, and slid his cock into her pussy from behind.

  “Oh.” She moaned deeply.

  “So damn tight. God damn, woman. Fuck, I’m not hurting you, am I?”

  “No, Oh please. Please,” she said, and Flazone gripped her hands, pulled them behind her back, and thrust into her pussy from behind.

  He grunted with every stroke and Messina watched in awe, arousal and need. The two of them were moaning and panting. “Messina, get on the bed,” he ordered, and Messina got up, and slid the condom over his cock.

  “All of us,” he added, and then pulled out of her pussy and lifted her up and onto Messina.

  Messina held his cock and she lowered down over it and gasped for breath. Messina moaned aloud. “God damn you’re tight. Fuck.”

  “Oh, oh that burns,” Tiana said.

  “It’s temporary, just lubing you up and spreading you wider. We’re taking you together. Vella,” he said to Vella, and Vella climbed onto the bed, cock in hand as Messina thrust upward and she rocked down on his shaft.

  “Take me in your mouth, now,” Vella demanded, and she moved her mouth toward Vella’s cock immediately. Messina watched her take Vella’s cock deeper and deeper and Vella moaned. “Damn.”

  “Here I come,” Falzone said, and then she tightened and Falzone moaned. Messina felt how snug her cunt was now that Falzone’s cock was in her ass, and they all moved as they moaned and rocked into her. “Holy shit. Holy fucking shit,” Falzone said, and thrust a little faster.

  Messina countered those thrusts and she moaned and kept sucking on Vella’s cock.

  “I want in her ass when I come, not her mouth,” Vella said.

  “We’re next. Holy fuck this is incredible to watch. She’s so damn sexy and giving. Holy fuck,” Biani said, and Messina felt his cock grow thicker and he came.

  “Fuck,” he said, and then tilted up to suckle her breast and Falzone thrust faster into her ass. He roared as he came.

  “Fuck,” Vella said, and she pulled from his cock and was trying to catch her breath.

  “Oh my God. Oh God, that was incredible,” she said.

  “It isn’t over yet. We’ve just begun,” Falzone said, and kissed her shoulder as he eased out of her body. The second he moved out, Biani was there lifting her up. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Her legs were wrapped around his midsection and he lowered to the bed and thrust right into her pussy. Vella slid the condom into place.

  “Biani, ready,” Vella said, and Biani lowered her feet to the floor, and as he reached for a condom, Vella lifted her up, placed her on all fours, and slid into her pussy from behind.

  “Vella!” she cried out, and gripped the comforter as Vella thrust into her several times.

  “You feel so good, so tight and wet,” he said, and nipped her shoulder. His beard tickled her skin, aroused her, made her pussy cream more and more.

  “You’re all so dominant and sexy, controlling, and powerful. Oh God, how can this be happening? Oh God!” She carried on and it fed their egos.

  “Because you’re meant for us and us for you,” Biani chimed in.

  She was obviously aroused by everything they said and did to her thus far, and he loved that she was verbal about it as she cried out her release over and over again. She gasped and then moaned, her full breasts bounced, and then Biani lay on the edge of the bed. Vella lifted her by her hips, slid out of her pussy and placed her onto Biani. She lowered down over his cock and then Vella squeezed more lube into her asshole.

  “Vella. Oh please, Vella. Oh, your fingers are so big and thick. Oh.”

  “My cock is even thicker, baby. You got me there. I’m so fucking there,” Vella told her.

  Those thick, hard fingers that had gripped her so tightly now eased into her ass. Vella looked at Messina, and Messina felt his heart soar with happiness. Everything was perfect with Tiana. Things were going to change, he thought as Vella removed his fingers and slid his thick, long cock right into her asshole.

  “Tiana. Holy shit, Tiana,” Vella said, and him and Biani began to thrust together into her as Messina and Falzone got washed up in the bathroom, then joined them all once again. It was going to be one hell of a night.

  * * * *

  Tiana cried out another release. They had been at this for hours. A small rest to recoup, and then here they were teasing her body, her nipples, her pussy, and even her ass. Falzone plucked at her tender pink nipples, and her pussy clenched and creamed. It was like she hadn’t been alive until now, until these four men. She was going to be sore, she just knew it, but it didn’t seem to matter. With every love making episode she wanted more and needed more. They were demanding. Falzone and Biani verbal about what they wanted, and when, and how they preferred it. They were dominant and controlling and rough, but in a way that aroused her, like how they restrained her by her wrists with one hand, or tied a tie around them and one held it above her head while another two spread her thighs, and one by one they aroused her
cunt and ass. The feel of Vella and Falzone’s beards tickling her breasts and then her pussy were stimulating. Biani and Messina’s commanding tones as they ordered her to suck one of their cocks or spread her thighs wide and come on their command was altering to her perspective on sex. She didn’t mind one bit the way they demanded, or how easily she complied. She came and came hard because of it. They were right. She was submissive, and she loved it. Loved handing over the control to them and thinking of nothing but pleasing them. That thought made her gut clench. She knew very little about them, but the lust, the powerful connection was there. What would come of this? They had her begging for cock in every hole, and she felt so naughty, yet her body satisfied. This was beyond Big Bob. Big Bob was going into retirement.

  “Oh!” she cried out as Vella pinched her nipple.

  “Are you with us still?”

  “Oh God yes. Yes,” she cried out, and her pussy leaked.

  “One more round, baby, and then we scrounge for food,” Biani said, and this time Vella slid into her pussy, held her tied wrists above her head and thrust into her, showing off his super, hard abs and all those muscular ridges. She came, so easily pushed to her limit, and in what had to be record speed.

  She never felt so much so soon, and even if this whole thing blew up in her face and failed, she had no regrets whatsoever. Tonight was amazing.

  * * * *

  “We’ll go into the other room then,” Messina said to Falzone.

  Vella had a puss on his face, too.

  “The fuck you two will. You’ll stay in bed with her or at least in this room with us and her,” Falzone ordered.

  “No, we don’t sleep well. You know what the fuck we mean,” Vella said, and walked out of the room. Falzone cursed and Messina grabbed Falzone’s arm. “We’ll ruin it if she finds out we’re fucked up like this at night.”

  “You’ll ruin it by going out of the room and not letting her in,” Falzone said to him.