“Why didn’t you call one of us?” Kenny asked through clenched teeth.
“I’ve told you this before, Kenny, I’m a big girl and can take care of myself.”
He squeezed her chin a little tighter and held her gaze with his stern expression.
“The point is that you don’t need to handle things on your own.”
“Yeah, that’s why we’re here,” Blake added.
“I should call Dad and see if we can bring her over so he can take a look at that eye,” Quinn suggested, looking rather upset. He was a handsome cowboy, dressed in dark jeans and wearing his button-down plaid shirt and Stetson. Damn, what was she thinking running off to a place like Texas?
She closed her eyes, and Kenny lightened his hold on her chin.
He kneeled with one leg under him as he leaned the other arm over her waist. His big broad shoulders blocked her view from the others.
* * * *
Kenny was trying his hardest to reign in his anger, but the damn woman was thickheaded.
“I told you not to go back to Rocky’s, didn’t I?” He absorbed the sight of her battered face. He wanted to kill the fucking bastard that hurt her. Wyatt wouldn’t let him ten feet near the jail cell where the four men responsible for last night’s brawl remained.
He watched her swallow hard, the motion of her beautiful neck and chest lifting as she tried to remain calm. Her breasts looked full and round, and the tank she wore hardly covered her.
“I’m not getting into this with you again,” she replied.
He inhaled, trying not to lose his control.
“This isn’t up for discussion.”
“This is unacceptable, Lena. No woman of ours is going to come home from work battered and abused,” Quinn added as he stood behind Kenny.
“This is nothing. You’re the ones making a big deal about it.” She raised her voice then cringed from pain, most likely. Kenny lost his cool.
“You can’t be so calm about something like this, Lena. We can’t allow you to work in unsafe places,” Kenny said.
“It’s not like I’ve never been hit before, Kenny. This is my life, and you can’t tell me what I can and can’t do,” she blurted out.
“What did you say?” Kenny asked, and she turned away from him. Kenny looked at his brothers, including Bryant, who remained standing by the doorway as if on guard. He wondered what the hell was going on before they arrived. He would address that later with Bryant. Right now her admittance that she had suffered abuse before bothered him and his brothers. He could tell by their facial expressions.
“Lena, I don’t know anything about your past, baby, but getting knocked around and abused is not acceptable,” Kenny whispered then caressed her chin.
“It’s not normal, baby, and you are so beautiful and sweet that it’s crazy to think that you feel abuse is normal,” Blake stated.
She turned to look at them.
“I didn’t say that I accept it or think that it’s normal, I said that this wasn’t the first time I’ve had a bruised cheekbone or black eye. Listen, I’m tired, my head hurts, and some ice might help right about now.”
Bryant walked into the room and he locked gazes with Lena. Kenny watched as her eyes lit up and Bryant sat down on the bed and placed the bag of ice gently on her cheek.
“How does that feel?” Bryant asked her.
She covered Bryant’s hand with her own.
“Cold,” she whispered, and Bryant used his free hand to push a stray hair away from her eye then caress her cheek.
“It’s supposed to be. Keep it on. I know from experience that it helps.”
“You’ll have to tell me the story sometime,” she teased him, and Kenny was shocked. Bryant hadn’t spoken kindly to any of his family for over a year.
Bryant completely avoided Kenny’s eyes.
“I’m going back to my house. They’ll take care of you now,” Bryant stated.
“No, don’t go Bryant.”
“I have to. I’m starving and my cook was a no-show this morning.”
“I’ll get up and make you something,” she said then began to rise.
“No!” both Kenny and Bryant stated as they laid a hand against her chest. Lena instantly lay back down.
“You stay in bed and rest. Kenny, Blake, or Quinn will bring you to my father.”
Bryant got up and walked away, and Kenny watched as Lena’s expression changed to sadness.
He was definitely going to have to speak with Bryant about Lena and his intentions.
* * * *
Lena slowly made her way into the shower. She hoped that Blake, Quinn, and Kenny headed back out to work. She was more than capable of taking care of herself. At least she thought so until she looked in the mirror after she dried herself off.
Oh God, it does look bad. I think I am going to have to see Doc.
The thought brought some emotions she hadn’t expected.
She felt fearful, because she knew that Doc, his brothers, and Abigail cared about her. She actually didn’t want to disappoint them, and that brought tears to her eyes. Then, of course, she felt guilty. She hadn’t been very nice to Kenny, Quinn, and Blake earlier. She was so busy trying to act tough and to keep her distance from them. But she felt confused, too. Bryant’s actions had stunned her. It obviously stunned his brothers as well because Kenny blatantly looked pissed that Bryant had been with her. If he knew that Bryant slept in her bed and held her for a couple of hours, God knows what type of action he would have taken.
The Jones men were so dominating and strong. They each expected their wants and desires to automatically be accepted. Lena knew she had a hang up about that. She had spent years trying to remain independent and not rely on the people who ruled the streets. Triumph had been working her for the better part of the year, trying to make her his main fuck toy and possession.
Kenny, Quinn, and Blake scared her for the simple fact that she distrusted people. Anyone who she had trusted in the past screwed her over or hurt her either physically or mentally.
It was her problem though. It was why she hadn’t slept with any of them. She could tell by their kisses and their caresses that sex would be life altering, and she just didn’t know if she could handle it, never mind take that kind of chance.
Feeling frustrated, she lowered her head and stared into the sink. The motion brought pain instantly to her head again, despite the ibuprofen she had taken before she locked herself in the bathroom.
Things were different now that Bryant was involved, even though she wasn’t sure the extent of his affection for her.
He could have just been sympathetic and felt he owed her for the work she had been doing at his house. That thought made her feel like shit, plain and simple. Plus, he admitted that he hadn’t been that close to a woman in years, so maybe because she was accessible and in the right place at the right time he was compelled to cop a feel? She wasn’t sure, but she did know that just thinking that was the only reason he touched her made her feel worthless and cheap.
She liked all four brothers, yet three brothers were estranged from one. It wouldn’t be right to get involved with any of them.
The situation was fucked up, but then, her entire life had been this way, so why would it be any different now? How many times had she said that to herself lately?
Lena pushed away from the sink and dried off her hair. She walked out a while later with the towel still wrapped around her body, so she could get dressed.
As she entered her bedroom, she saw that one of the guys had made her bed, and the smell of coffee filtered out of the kitchen through her bedroom. She sure could use a cup.
She looked through the one drawer of clothes she had. As soon as Doc paid her this week, she was going to have to buy some more stuff. She hadn’t a clue where to go as she sat down and looked at her dingy stuff. The damn uniform from Rocky’s looked better than most of her clothing. It had been years since she’d bought anything new.
She heard the k
nock on the door and looked over her shoulder.
Quinn was standing there with a look of concern on his chiseled, handsome face. The man was a dream and something she couldn’t have.
“Are you okay? Do you need help?” he asked. She shook her head and looked away from him as she sat on the side of the bed.
A few seconds later he was sitting next to her.
The bed dipped from his weight, and she clasped her hands on her lap.
“You look sad, baby. What’s going on in that head of yours?”
She was silent a moment before she spoke.
“I don’t have anything to wear. Ahhh, just forget about it. I’m just feeling sorry for myself.” She quickly stood up, holding the towel to her chest.
Quinn grabbed her other hand and turned her so she was standing between his legs.
“You look beautiful in anything you wear. Although, I’d love to see you in nothing at all,” he teased then winked as he pressed his hands under the towel and straight to her hips. He pulled her to him, and she held on to his shoulders. His hands were so big they were past her hip bones and nearly over her ass cheeks.
“Quinn,” she reprimanded until he smoothed those big, warm hands of his across her ass and cupped both cheeks. The towel began to fall, and she held it with one hand, giving him the space he needed between them to lift his head and cover her mouth with his lips.
He kissed her deeply, pulling out more emotions she was trying so desperately to ignore. His fingers kneaded and massaged her ass then her lower back, causing the towel to pull apart. She tried to pull away, but he lifted her, making her straddle his hips.
Their kiss grew deeper and more passionate. He was so damn sexy and manly that it made her head spin, and all pain in her cheek and eye vanish.
Quinn lay back, taking her with him so she now straddled his body and sat above him.
The towel lay between them as he held her tightly to him and continued to kiss her. His hands were everywhere. Over her ass, her lower back, her hips, and then her head, holding her in place as he ravished her mouth.
She moaned and felt her entire body heat up, and then Blake entered the room.
* * * *
Quinn released her lips then rolled her to her back. He wanted more, so much more from Lena and would make her see that she was important to them.
“Quinn, please, I’m not ready for this to go too far,” she whispered, and he tried his hardest to not focus on the bruising she had.
“Not too far, baby, just lie back and let me pleasure you.”
He lowered himself to his knees off the bed as he pulled the towel from her amazing body.
“Oh fuck, Lena, you’re gorgeous,” he exclaimed. As she tried to get up to stop him, he lifted her thighs and licked across her pussy lips just as Blake and Kenny took her arms and held them gently above her head.
She thrust her pussy and breasts out toward him, and he began his mission to make her orgasm and see that they cherished her.
* * * *
Lena moaned then locked gazes with Kenny and then Blake.
“So beautiful and all ours,” Blake stated firmly then kissed her on the mouth and cupped her breast.
Kenny followed suit, letting his warm hand massage over her breast to her belly and the top of her mound before moving back upward and cupping her breast.
“Oh God!” she stated, feeling so out of control. She had no idea that having three men touch her like this at once would be so arousing and wild.
Quinn pressed a finger to her pussy, and she nearly shot up off the bed. But Blake and Kenny held her down then licked across each nipple, feasting on her breasts.
She rolled her head side to side and felt the deep tightness inside of her.
“Just relax and enjoy this, Lena. It’s only the beginning of how things will be between us,” Kenny stated then went back to licking her breast and tugging on her nipple.
“Oh!” she moaned louder, and Quinn replaced his finger with his tongue. He pulled and sucked on her clit, making more waves of heat filter through her bloodstream. It was amazing and she wanted more.
“Please, Quinn.”
He released her pussy, licking the slit then up her belly, over her tattoo, and between her breasts.
“You’re so delicious, baby, I want my brothers to taste you, too. Please let Blake and Kenny taste your sweet cream?” he asked then covered her mouth, kissing her as he held himself above her body.
Blake released her hand, and she felt the bed dip as he moved around it.
Quinn released her lips then moved from between her legs then over toward her left side, taking her arm and holding it above her head. He trailed his nail gently over her nipple, making it hard and perky just as she felt Blake press his hands over her inner thighs before he pushed his finger inside of her.
“Ohh.” She tightened her lips and allowed the sensations to overtake her.
Blake was relentless as he stroked her, in and out, faster and faster while he used his other hand to press his thumb to the top of her mound.
She tightened up then lifted, allowing the small orgasm to release.
“That’s it, baby, fucking come all over Blake’s face. He loves your cream just like I do,” Quinn whispered against her ear before taking the lobe between his teeth and nibbling. She shook with goose bumps and inner excitement as they each continued to explore her.
“So good, baby, I can’t wait to shove my cock into this tight, wet pussy,” Blake stated then pulled his finger from her and began to feast on her with his tongue.
She squirmed for release again, feeling the tightness in her womb as Kenny released her arm and moved from the bed.
“My turn,” he stated firmly, making her belly quiver at his stern tone.
“I don’t think I can,” she told him as she looked down, noting that Blake moved out of the way with a huge smile on his face and Kenny had his eyes zeroed in on her pussy.
She felt his hands caress her from ankle to thigh.
“Oh you will, baby, because this pussy belongs to us, Lena. No other man’s lips, tongue, or cock will ever touch this pussy.” His mouth was on her pussy in a flash, and his words echoed in her head and infiltrated her body as she exploded.
Oh God!
She just came from his words. His possessive, dominant words.
He licked and sucked her juices as she continued to flow and moan with pleasure.
It was as if fireworks or combustions went off inside of her body. She wasn’t going to be able to take much more as she squirmed and tried to close her legs.
“Don’t,” both Quinn and Blake commanded, and she instantly relaxed her legs and tilted her hips upward.
Kenny released her pussy and smiled.
“That’s right, Lena, you listen when we tell you what to do. We’re here to protect you,” he told her as he pressed a finger up into her pussy. She felt her vaginal muscles cling desperately to his digit, and as he pulled out, he added a second and increased the in and out speed.
“I can’t take it. It’s too much.” She cried out and exploded again, filling the room with a sound that told all she was a sopping-wet mess because of their ministrations.
Kenny pulled his fingers from her and went back in with his tongue, lapping up her cream as Blake kissed her mouth then her breast and down her arm to her wrist. Quinn did the same down her other side.
When Quinn released her and stood up, she worried that he was going in for another taste.
“Please, Quinn, I can’t,” she whispered, out of breath.
He smiled that sexy grin and winked.
“I’m getting a washcloth for you, baby, so I can clean you up.”
Oh God, he wasn’t serious was he?
Kenny kissed the top of her mound and across her belly then to her lips. She tasted herself on him, and it excited her.
His beautiful green eyes sparkled with mischief as his gun belt, holster, and other deputy gear rubbed along her pussy and belly, igniting
crazy ideas of handcuffs and being tied up.
“So delicious, Lena, and definitely all ours,” he stated confidently, and she accepted it. For now.
Chapter 9
Blake had insisted that he would take her into town to see Doc. She grabbed some extra money so she could stop at the one boutique in town that sold clothing.
With Blake’s assistance, she got up into his truck. It was beautiful inside with all custom seating and a very fancy, sophisticated dashboard. Before they pulled out onto the dirt driveway, she noticed that both Quinn and Kenny were walking up toward Bryant’s house. She hoped that they weren’t going to give him a hard time about finding him with Lena.
“Hey, get your seat belt on. Safety first, baby,” Blake whispered as he leaned across the large seat and helped to adjust her seat belt and click it into place. His face was inches from her own, his cologne enticing to say the least. He smiled at her then gave her a quick kiss on her lips.
“Ready, darling?”
She nodded her head and hoped that the drool didn’t drip off her chin. Man, was he something else. The shirt he wore was stretched across his thick chest and muscles. His bronze skin and, of course, big, blue eyes were irresistible. Damn was she in trouble here. She tried to focus on something else.
“What are Quinn and Kenny up to?” she asked, taking a look over her shoulder, but it was a waste of time. Blake was already at the end of the road and turning onto the main road into town.
“They have something to take care of. No worries, darling.”
She tried not to think about it. Maybe they were headed over to Bryant’s house to make amends?
A short time later, they pulled into town and Blake parked his truck in the office parking lot. Blake got out to open her door and help her out.
“Blake, do you mind if I step into the boutique up the street later?”
He kept his hands on her waist as he stared down at her.
“You need something, darling?”
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