“Don’t look at me like that. I care about you and so do Quinn and Blake. I’m done pussyfooting around my feelings for you. You could have been raped last night, beaten and left for dead. I warned you about working at Rocky’s. They could have easily followed you on that damn bike of yours. You’re thickheaded, and damn it, you are finished working at Rocky’s!”
She went to sit up to argue, but Kenny cupped the back of her head and covered her mouth with his own.
His kiss was demanding and invasive. It was hot and made her entire body melt into his hold. She kissed him back, determined to not allow him complete control. She didn’t give up control easily.
He ravaged her mouth. His tongue explored every inch of it while he pulled her up and across his lap to cradle her in his arms.
As she kissed him back trying to fight him for control, she shifted her rear, and he grabbed her hips and lifted her up so that she straddled his waist. His gun and holster, handcuffs, and other gadgets scraped against her inner thighs, eliciting a moan from her, caused by her oversensitive flesh.
He cupped her right breast under her camisole and grabbed a handful. Squeezing, kneading her flesh, making her rock her hips against his.
He released her lips to suck and kiss along her collarbone.
“Fuck, Lena, you taste so good and feel incredible,” he told her as she tilted her head back so he could gain better access to her body.
“Oh God, Kenny, you have to stop. We shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispered, and her words were forced. It wasn’t what she really wanted. She wanted him, undressed, naked in her bed. She ran her hands up his hard, muscular chest. He felt like stone, and his shoulders were as big as a linebacker’s.
She was petite compared to any of the Jones brothers. That was when the fear and concern hit her belly. Why was Kenny being so possessive of her and controlling? Why, when she thought of him, did she think of Blake and Quinn?
She lifted up, and Kenny took that moment to push her shirt up and latch on to her left breast with teeth and tongue. She moaned as she felt the moisture hit her pussy, and she clenched her legs against his thighs.
“Kenny, please,” she panted as she gripped his shoulders.
His hands continued to rub along her lower back, then under her shorts to her ass. He squeezed and kneaded her flesh.
“Kenny, we have to stop,” she told him as she pulled away, causing his mouth to part from her very swollen and aroused bosom.
She pulled her camisole down and tried to get up, but Kenny held her firmly on his lap.
“You are so beautiful, Lena. God, I’ve dreamt about tasting you and touching you like this.” He leaned up and kissed her again on the lips. The kiss grew deeper, and once again he was taking control of her body, making her want things she shouldn’t want. Not when she had feelings for him and his brothers. Not while she was trying to make a new life for herself. She wouldn’t start with this anger at not being able to control her life.
She pulled her lips away from his, climbed off of him, and stood up. Her breasts were level with his chest. Glancing down at his size and muscular forearms, her eyes lingered over his crotch. The man was sporting a thick, hard erection. He squeezed her ass, pulling her against him, and she felt it. Lena grabbed his shoulders.
“That was unexpected,” she whispered, and he smirked as he continued to massage her ass.
She tried to step back, but he tightened his hold and crunched up his eyebrows.
“Unexpected? Damn, Lena, you’re so sweet and innocent. No wonder you think you can handle yourself against men like Derrick and his asshole friends.”
She was insulted as she reached back to pull his hands from her ass. He released her, and she fixed her top and her shorts.
“I’ve been taking care of myself for years, Kenny.”
“Well, you don’t have to worry about taking care of yourself anymore. Not with me, Quinn, and Blake around.” She gasped at his audacity. Was he insinuating that she would easily accept such a relationship as what they were used to? A ménage? What the fuck?
Before she could begin to lose her temper, they heard knocking on the front door. Kenny wiped his mouth then winked at her. “I’ll get that.”
“While you’re getting that, you can let yourself out, Kenny,” she stated firmly.
“Not a chance in hell, darling,” he stated over his shoulder as he winked at her.
The cocky bastard was a control freak. Wonderful.
As she turned to see who was at the front door, she saw Blake. He was carrying a couple of brown bags.
“Come on in.” Kenny opened the door and Blake appeared. Goddamn it, did her pussy clench with appreciation for Blake? Dark black shirt, tight blue jeans, and his gorgeous blue eyes sparkling with mischief as he looked from Lena to Kenny. Kenny was fixing his shirt which had come undone while they were making out in her bed. A blush covered her cheeks. She felt the warmth as Kenny shoved his shirt back into place.
“Brought you coffee and a muffin from town. I stopped by the doc’s office, but they said you had the day off.” Blake stated as he slowly approached her. He held out the coffee to her, and she took a deep breath as she stared up into his eyes.
He was lethal, and any woman would become putty in his hands.
“Thanks, Blake. I appreciate it.”
She took a sip then looked back at both men.
Kenny was leaning against the table, and Blake was standing a few feet away from her.
He stepped closer and cupped her cheek. She backed up and hit the wall. Blake trapped her against it.
He took her cup from her hand and placed it on the table beside Kenny.
“I ought to throw you over my knee and spank your ass, Lena. What in God’s name were you thinking not telling us what happened and riding your fucking bike home in the pouring rain? The police were called. Those assholes could have—” He stopped short as she nibbled her bottom lip. He pressed her against the wall, stared into her eyes, and clenched his teeth. “Lena,” he whispered, sounding desperate. Then he covered her mouth with his own. He kissed her and she was clearly knocked off-balance at his move. He tasted like coffee and mint, and his body was heavy and solid against her breasts. He held her face between his hands as he made love to her mouth. She was on fire with such need, and it had to have stemmed from getting felt up by Kenny only minutes ago. When his right hand smoothed down her throat, making her feel feminine and controlled, she felt her insides tingle with desire. His thumb caressed her throat then roamed over her shoulder, down her right side until he reached her waist.
She kissed him back and wrapped her arms the best she could around his wide shoulders. He lifted her hips and caressed her thighs so that she was forced to wrap her legs around his waist. He used the wall behind her as leverage to taste more of her skin and her body. She moaned into his mouth then felt his muscles beneath her fingertips. He released her lips to kiss her neck and shoulder. His hands were everywhere. They were on her hips, her thighs, and even her ass. She felt his long, thick finger press against her shorts and over her slit, and she jumped only for him to hold her tighter. He teased her clit, rubbed back and forth against her pussy, making her entire body wind up tight as a spring.
“Oh God, what are you doing to me, Blake?” She panted, gripping his shoulders as she thrust her hips against his finger.
“So fucking sexy and beautiful, Lena. I want you so bad it hurts inside,” he admitted and thrust his crotch against the front of her mound.
Lena screamed against his shoulder as she exploded against his fingers. He pulled her tighter into an embrace and rubbed along her back as he pulled her away from the wall.
“Amazing,” Kenny stated from behind Blake, and reality came back in a flash.
* * * *
Blake held her despite Lena’s attempt to escape.
“It’s okay, Lena. It’s completely natural with the attraction we all feel.”
She gripped his shoulders with her dainty litt
le hands. She felt so light and feminine in his arms. Her breasts were big and the cleavage deep as he looked down to absorb her body.
He licked his lips, and she stirred in his arms.
“You’re gorgeous, Lena. I’ve wanted to touch you like that, amongst other things, for weeks now.”
“I can’t believe I just made out with two brothers.” She shook her head. “You need to let me down,” she told him as he and Kenny chuckled at her comment.
“When I’m ready.”
“Now, Blake.”
“No, Lena, when I’m ready to let my woman out of my arms, I’ll let you.”
Her eyes widened in shock and he waited for her attack. She was going to fight this attraction. He and his brothers knew it. But Lena would have to learn that they were there to protect her, and working at Rocky’s was no longer an option.
“Your woman? What in the world are you talking about?”
Blake held her against him as he turned her toward Kenny.
Kenny rubbed her back as he stood against her from behind. Lena looked over and up toward Kenny.
“Our woman. That’s what you are. We have some things to discuss with you once Quinn gets here,” Kenny told her as he caressed her shoulders.
“Quinn is coming here?” she asked, sounding terrified.
“Sure is, doll, and he’ll be expressing his concern over your lies and behavior last night as well,” Kenny added, and Blake gave her a stern expression.
“Why the hell didn’t you call one of us? What were you thinking headed home in the rain after they attacked you?” The thoughts and anger were raw and fresh in his mind. He hugged her to him and squeezed.
“Please let me down, Blake. This is all too much for one woman to handle.”
The sound of someone stomping up the steps had them all turning toward the screen door. There stood Quinn, and he looked pissed off.
He pulled open the door and walked inside.
“Put her down. Did you punish her yet?” Quinn asked, and Lena tightened her hold on Blake.
“Things kind of went in a different direction,” Kenny stated then smiled.
Quinn widened his eyes, and then he walked closer to Blake and Lena.
“I can see that nice blush to her cheeks. There better be the same color on her ass,” he stated, and Lena gasped.
“He’s not serious is he?” she asked.
“Dead serious, Lena. Quinn was really worried about you when he found out that you were in danger and that you lied to Kenny,” Blake told her.
“I didn’t lie. I was tired and just needed to go to bed,” she blurted out. Blake began to let her down, and she held him tighter.
“Get over here, Lena, and explain what exactly happened last night,” Quinn demanded. As Blake let her down, Quinn sat in the chair and pulled her by her hand toward him.
“You are not seriously going to spank me, are you, Quinn?” she asked.
Blake smiled behind her. She was in for it with Quinn.
* * * *
Quinn held Lena on his right thigh, wrapping his arm around her waist to hold her before he placed his other hand on her thigh. He rubbed gently back and forth across her soft, smooth skin, and she wiggled her ass on his leg, making his cock throb.
“Start talking, Lena, and I’ll decide if a spanking is in order,” Quinn told her, and she turned to look at him, eyes wide and lips parted. Damn, the woman had a hell of a mouth on her. She looked so damn sexy with the strap of her revealing top hanging off her shoulder, and her muscular thighs felt soft and feminine.
She looked away from him and then toward Blake and Kenny.
“It’s not a big deal,” she began to say, and Kenny pointed a finger at her in warning. She exhaled in annoyance and began to explain what happened. But Quinn already knew. Wyatt had explained the entire situation and even had the surveillance video from Rocky’s to prove how intense the situation was.
As Lena explained, Quinn held her tighter.
He rubbed her arms as she finished, and then he locked gazes with his brothers.
“You’re finished working at Rocky’s,” Quinn told her, and Lena abruptly jumped up off of his lap.
He watched her, looking her body over and seeing that she wore no bra. Her breasts bounced from her abrupt movement, and her short shorts were hanging off of her hip bones. She was sexy and had a perfect body.
“No I am not! How dare you, any of you, try to tell me what I am or am not doing. Get out!” she yelled and none of them moved. Quinn held her gaze. She was adorable when she was angry. Did she even realize that she was perfect?
Kenny’s police radio went off, and he lowered the volume.
“Come here, Lena,” Quinn whispered as he sat up straight and spread his legs so she could stand between them. Her hair was all messy from fooling around with his brothers, and her cheeks looked pink from her anger as well as her attraction. He knew she was attracted to all of them. Her damn nipples were poking out against her top.
She shook her head, and Quinn gave her an even sterner look.
“Go to him now, Lena, or he will spank you,” Kenny told her as he stood with his arms crossed, watching her. Blake stood on the other side of Quinn in a similar stance.
“Are you going to hit me?” she asked, and he felt the tightness in his chest.
“Not hit you, darling. Never would we hit you. But a spanking can be both a form of discipline and sexual stimulation. There’s a difference, and real men don’t beat their woman.”
She hesitated. “Don’t make me come over there to get you,” Quinn threatened, and she walked toward him. As soon as she was in arm’s reach, he grabbed her hips and pulled her closer and between his legs.
“I was so worried about you, doll. I was angry at those men for touching you and trying to force themselves on you.”
He closed his eyes as he squeezed her hips then massaged along her side until he reached her ass. He played with the small bit of skin where her ass cheeks met her thighs and hung out of the short shorts she wore. He massaged the cheeks, and she held on to his shoulders.
The feel of her hands on his body, though minimal, fed his need to taste her and get closer to her. He wanted her spread out naked before him like a feast he could savor. He laid his cheek against her belly, using his teeth to pull up the material.
The more he massaged her ass the more pliant she became in his arms.
“This ass, this body is ours, Lena. We’re staking our claim to you, doll, and no other man better ever touch you or even look at you, wanting you,” he told her, and she tightened her grip on his shoulders.
Quinn lowered his left thigh and maneuvered it between Lena’s thighs. She now straddled his left thigh. He inched his fingers up and under her shorts until he found her bare, wet pussy.
“You’re wet for us, darling.”
“This isn’t fair, what you do to me.”
He pressed a digit up into her, and she crushed herself against him. He stroked her pussy slowly as he used his other hand to push up her tank so he could see her breasts.
“So fucking beautiful, Lena. Please let me taste you?” he asked as he pushed his finger up, and she widened her stance over his thigh.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispered, and she moved her breast closer to his mouth.
He licked the pretty pink nipple and twirled his tongue around it. Quinn pulled and teased her breast as he finger-fucked her over his thigh.
He wanted to be inside of her. He wanted to brand her his woman, their woman, so all the men in the world would know that Lena was theirs. He shifted in his seat. His cock throbbed against his jeans.
Lena moved her hips, and then Kenny moved in behind her. Quinn felt her body tense as he released her breast and looked up into her eyes. She held his gaze, looking aroused, hungry, and about to come.
“Let Kenny touch you, too, Lena. We all want you,” Quinn whispered as Kenny pressed his hand down her back then under the elastic of her shorts. Quinn pulled his
finger slowly from her pussy, but then Kenny replaced it with his own.
“Oh God!” she moaned, holding on to Quinn as Quinn leaned back farther in the chair.
Kenny pushed Lena’s shorts down and caressed her ass cheeks while he fingered her. Blake bent down and grabbed Lena gently by her cheeks and held her gaze as Quinn watched.
“So fucking all ours, Lena. Don’t forget it, darling.” He began to kiss her.
Her body shook and quaked as she exploded on top of Quinn.
“Damn, baby, that was hot,” Kenny said as he slowly pulled his finger from her pussy then kissed her ass cheeks.
Blake released her lips then ran a hand over her ass and squeezed. Quinn lifted her up and hugged her to him.
“This is only the beginning, baby,” Quinn stated as Lena caught her breath.
Chapter 6
Lena took a shower. The men had left after she convinced them that she needed time to think about these feelings she had and the entire ménage relationship thing that was so acceptable in this town. They had been relentless and had the ability to draw so much out of her. It was both exciting and exhausting. At multiple points this morning they had her so sexually aroused she almost told them to make love to her. Then fear gripped her insides.
She imagined Ariel and how Ariel allowed multiple men, including Troy and Bills to lay her out naked and have their way with her. She had looked so cheap, and they sounded degrading, calling her their main bitch amongst other names. It made Lena sick to her stomach. It wasn’t like she was comparing Blake, Quinn, and Kenny to those men. In fact, Lena was certain that Ariel had no feelings for the gangbangers just as they had no feelings for Ariel.
What made this situation even more complicated was that there were definitely feelings involved here. That in itself confused her. Sure, she didn’t come from a great family. And yeah, her mom was not a good example as a mother or a woman. She was an alcoholic and a slut, opening her legs for any guy who would pay the least bit of attention to her. Lena wasn’t going to have a life like that. She wanted to be loved, perhaps even cherished, for the woman she was.
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