Lena looked toward the entrance as more shots were fired. She looked down at Triumph, wondering what kind of weapon he had.
“I don’t want any trouble, Triumph. I just wanted to make sure that Sage was okay.”
He jerked her against him.
“She’s fine. Really sweet and innocent. I’m looking forward to teaching her how to please a man in bed.”
Lena was shocked as she looked toward Sage and Sage lowered her eyes.
Anger filled Lena, initiating her irrational move.
She swung at Triumph.
“You asshole! She’s just a kid!”
He kicked out her legs, and Lena fell to the ground. She was about to get up when she heard the click of the gun and then saw the barrel of his revolver.
“You’re coming with me.”
He pulled her up and began walking her back toward the exit on the other side of the building. In the distance, she could hear the sirens.
“Let’s move, Sage, now.”
“No. Let her go and I’ll go with you.”
“I don’t give a shit about her anyway. You’re free bitch.”
Sage began to cry.
“Help is outside, Sage. They’ll take care of you.”
As Triumph forced her down the corridor of the building, she started giving him shit.
“I can’t believe you forced yourself on a kid.”
“I didn’t say I fucked her, I just played with her. She’s built like a fucking boy. Unlike you, Lena.” He pulled her against him and rubbed his hand along her ribs to her breast as he held the gun to her throat.
She tilted her head back, and she couldn’t help but be disgusted by his stench and his touch. She hated this man. He killed Ariel, those innocent people, and nearly got to Sage.
“I’ll kill anyone who stands in the way of you and I being together. You showing up like this worked out perfectly.”
“How’s that? The way I see it, you’re surrounded by cops out there and there’s no place for you to run now.”
“They won’t touch me as long as I have you as my hostage. I’ve got friends hooking me up, Lena. I was headed out of here today when you showed up at Mark’s restaurant. You think I don’t know that it was you who gave the cops my location?”
Lena didn’t know if he were lying or not. All she knew was that she wasn’t going far with Triumph, and she wasn’t going to die here.
“I didn’t tell the detectives anything. You think you don’t have enemies out there trying to destroy your operation, then you’re stupid. Where the hell do you think you’re going to go, Triumph? Your mug is all over the television and newspapers. You’re a wanted man.”
He grabbed the front of her shirt and shook her hard.
“Shut up, Lena. I’ve gotten this far.” He pulled her along the back of the building and headed deeper into the darkness. Suddenly she heard multiple gun shots then yelling.
“Lena? Lena where are you?”
Kenny. Oh God, if Kenny comes running in, then Triumph might shoot him.
She heard Sage scream. “Triumph has her. He’s taking her right now.”
Lena felt her heart pounding in her chest as Triumph dragged her along. She tried planting her feet in the ground, and then he paused, shoved the barrel of the gun against her head, and yelled at her.
“I’ll put a fucking bullet in your head, bitch! Now move it.”
He was in charge. What Triumph demanded he got, but then she started to think about Ariel. She thought about the circumstances of her death and how horrific it was. He had stabbed her, raped her, and left her in a Dumpster dead. He was garbage.
“Fuck you, Triumph. I hate you. You’re nothing to me.”
“Police! Freeze!” someone yelled.
He swung at her and she swung back. At the same time the darkness illuminated from large spotlights. Multiple police surrounded them. Triumph lifted his gun, prepared to shoot her, when she kicked it from his hands. It fell to the ground and she dove for it as Triumph jumped on top of her. They struggled for the gun as multiple officers, including Kenny, came to her aid. She had her fingers on the trigger as Triumph covered her body and tried to bang her hands from the grip she had on the weapon. She pulled the trigger and multiple shots went off.
“Lena!” Kenny yelled, and she pushed Triumph off of her. She held the gun tight and began to shake uncontrollably.
“He’s dead. She shot him,” Detective Reynolds stated as Kenny took the gun from her hands, passed it to the detective then pulled her into his arms.
“Son of a bitch, woman, you scared the hell out of me.”
She held him to her. “Is he dead, Kenny? Please tell me that he’s dead and that he can never come after me again.”
He caressed her hair and her back as he hugged her to him. “He’ll never hurt another person ever again, baby.”
Epilogue
It was Independence Day. Lena had never really celebrated her twenty-first birthday and decided that today was as good a day as ever She hadn’t informed her men yet but planned on telling them after she sipped one of Abigail’s homemade margarita’s she was supposedly famous for. Lena watched as Sage engaged in friendly conversation with Doc. He had taken care of her when Kenny and Lena brought her back to Pearl with them. Sage kept thanking Lena for saving her life and for going back to Detroit to find her. She was thin, hungry, and had nearly been Triumph’s prisoner if she hadn’t arrived in town when she had. That was a trip Lena would never forget. She still had nightmares, but waking up in one of her men’s embraces made her feel safe. Kenny had made love to her and held her close as soon as they were alone back at the hotel in Detroit. The others were angry about what had happened and had shown their affection as soon as she arrived back in Pearl safe and sound.
Her priority was Sage and finding her some work. She already offered her the cottage to share especially since she spent most nights at Bryant’s with him and the others.
The estate was filled with townspeople coming to see the events unfold and the horse races and other entertainment. It was finally coming to an end as the sun was beginning to set, and before long, Lena would be sipping that margarita before the fireworks began.
Pearl was a beautiful and amazing place to live, and she never wanted to leave there again.
“Hey, sweetie, whatcha doing out here all by yourself?” Abigail asked as she carried a tray with a large pitcher of margaritas and some glasses.
“I was waiting for one of those,” Lena stated, and Abigail smiled.
“Go on and grab one,” Abigail said.
“Thanks. I never really had a chance to celebrate my twenty-first birthday. That was the night I left Detroit in a hurry.”
“What?” Abigail asked.
“Yep.”
“Well, Happy Birthday.”
“Whose birthday is today?” Doc asked as he and Sage joined the conversation.
Lena winked at Sage then caressed her cheek before hugging Sage against her side. Sage smiled.
“It’s a belated birthday, and I was just going to try Abigail’s famous margarita,” Lena stated as Abigail filled two glasses and passed one to Lena.
“Happy birthday, Lena.” Abigail said. Then they clinked glasses and Lena took a sip.
“Mmm. No wonder why people like these so much. This is good,” Lena said, and they laughed.
Doc and Abigail headed toward the back of the house where the BBQ was still going on and the ranch hands were celebrating a successful fair and safe event.
“So, what do you think?” Lena asked Sage as they stood by the large porch looking out toward the party.
“I love it here, Lena. I wish I could pay you back for everything that you have done for me. I would have died without you.”
Lena smiled at Sage. She was a beautiful young woman with long brown hair and big green eyes. She finally had gotten some color back into her face and was making up for lost time by eating three square meals a day. She looked so different and happ
y.
“There’s no need to pay me back, Sage. I had help when I first showed up in town by Abigail and Doc. It’s how things are done around here, and one day real soon there may be a place for other women to come to for help.” Lena had explained about Anna and Stacy’s idea for a shelter and bed-and-breakfast.
“I would love to be part of that. This is my second chance at life.”
“Hey, Sage, want to come with us to hear the band play?” Clay asked Sage as he and two other ranch hands a few years older than Sage asked.
“You take good care of her, Clay. That’s my sister,” Lena stated, and Clay smiled then nodded his cowboy hat at her.
“Yes, ma’am, I sure will.”
He took Sage’s hand and led her toward the party. Sage shyly turned to look at Lena over her shoulder.
Lena took another sip of the margarita then walked down the steps toward the garden and the bench swing.
She closed her eyes and absorbed the happiness she felt. It had been too many years to recall the last time she felt this happy.
She heard someone clear his throat and turned to find Blake and Bryant heading toward her.
“And what do you think you’re doing having a margarita, young lady?” Blake asked.
“I do believe she is of legal age or so she told us,” Kenny chimed in as he and Quinn approached from behind them.
“We’ve been looking all over for you. I can see why you were hiding, Lena,” Quinn teased.
She smiled as she began to swing on the bench. All four men stared at her.
“For your information, Deputy Jones, I officially turned twenty-one the evening I escaped from Detroit and never got to celebrate it and can now peacefully enjoy this margarita.” She took a sip and the bench stopped moving as Bryant and Blake stopped it.
“You missed out on celebrating your twenty-first birthday and you didn’t tell us until now?” Quinn asked, appearing angry. She couldn’t help but giggle. Perhaps she would be getting another one of those special spankings they enjoyed giving her when she misbehaved?
“I’ve always celebrated my birthdays on my own.”
“That was before us, Lena. You should have told us that you planned on celebrating it tonight,” Blake stated firmly.
“We would have gotten you something and made it extra special,” Kenny replied.
“The celebration may be a few weeks late, but I have been blessed with more gifts than I ever could have wished for. Sage is here with us, safe and sound, I have the four of you to love me and keep me safe and happy, and I have a new life here in Pearl. I don’t need anything more.” She guzzled down the remainder of margarita. She stood up, and Bryant grabbed her around her waist and pulled her to him.
“Isn’t there anything more we could offer you for your birthday, darling?” Bryant asked.
“Surely I think that she shouldn’t get off so easily for not including us in celebrating,” Quinn added, and Lena couldn’t hide her smile.
She reached toward Quinn and touched his chin.
“You think a spanking is in order for not including you?” she asked, and Bryant squeezed her against him then caressed her ass with the palm of his hand. She instantly felt the fire burning inside of her.
“Someone is being naughty on purpose,” Kenny teased, then chuckled.
“I do have one birthday wish that maybe the four of you could help me make come true.”
They all held her gaze, and she saw the hunger in their eyes and the anticipation to hear her request.
“I would love to watch the fireworks from one special place with all four of you. It has a great view. I don’t think anyone else will be there and—”
Bryant lifted her up into his arms causing her to squeal.
“Bryant?” she scolded.
He looked at Blake and Quinn.
“I think our woman has been up in the loft.”
Blake and Quinn gave one another a high five.
“Hot damn, woman, that is one special place that will surely be like making love under the fireworks. Come on,” Kenny stated, and they all headed toward the horse stables. There was no one around and the night was slowly moving in.
* * * *
Lena felt excited. She didn’t need gifts or flowers as long as she had her men to share this special day with. She climbed the ladder and swatted at Bryant’s hands as he tried to pull her panties off of her before she even reached the top rung.
There was just enough room for all five of them up there, and Lena walked toward the wide opening and looked out across the starlit sky.
“I love it up here,” she told them as she turned around to find all four men stripping down to nothing.
She placed her hands on her hips and smiled wide.
“It’s my birthday celebration, remember?”
“Oh yeah, baby, we remember, and you’re guaranteed to never forget it,” Quinn stated as he pulled her into his arms and pressed her against the wall. He covered her mouth and kissed her thoroughly while his hands undid the zipper in the back of her dress. She ran her hands up and down his chest, absorbing the feel of muscles beneath her fingertips. Her men were fine specimens, and she looked forward to being naked and making love with them. Quinn released her lips then trailed kisses down her neck. As she closed her eyes, absorbing the tiny goose bumps that surfaced along her skin, she hadn’t expected his next move. In a flash, she was flipped over and Quinn positioned her over his lap as Blake pulled down her panties and Kenny smacked her ass first.
She wiggled her legs only for the others to dish out their share of punishments, too.
Smack, smack, smack.
“That’s for not telling us about your birthday,” Kenny exclaimed. She felt the heat hit her pussy and then she moaned.
“Let’s get this dress off, darling, we’re going to need you nice and naked for what we have planned tonight,” Bryant told her, and the anticipation had her sticking out her arms so that the men could pull her dress up over her head. She was stripped to her birthday suit and the fun began.
Quinn flipped her around so that she faced him, and he began kissing her. In the midst of his devouring kiss, he pulled her down to the blanket one of the others had laid down for them, and she straddled his waist.
She felt hands caress her shoulders then her back and ass cheeks. She felt her body quiver with anticipation. She tried to dominate the kiss, but Quinn wouldn’t have it as he held her hair in his fist and continued to make slow love to her mouth.
She felt someone pinch one nipple and then the other. Their hands caressed her skin and stimulated her senses. To the left, she smiled at Blake, and then she looked to the right to smile at Kenny. She knew that Bryant was kneeling behind her. She began to move her hips on top of Quinn, and he rubbed her ass with one hand as he remained holding her head in place with his other hand.
A set of hands caressed her spine then lifted her hips up so she could impale herself on Quinn’s cock.
Slowly, she took him inside of her, but before she could fully take him in, Quinn thrust upward as someone behind her pushed her hips down.
She moaned inside Quinn’s mouth, and he released her lips as she caught her breath.
“Oh God.” She panted then began to ride Quinn, thrusting up and down as Blake and Kenny pulled and played with her nipples on either side of her. She locked gazes with Quinn.
“Happy belated birthday, baby,” he stated then thrust his hips up hard. She laid the palms of her hands over his tight abs and caressed his sides as she gripped him and thrust up and down again and again.
She felt her body hum with satisfaction as tiny vibrations erupted and flowed from her lubricating his cock. Quinn rolled her to her back, surprising her as he kissed and suckled her neck then increased his thrusts. She felt tightness deep within her womb.
“You feel so good, baby. So tight and wet, I just can’t hold off.” Quinn thrust a few more times before he poured himself into her.
Quinn kissed her softly th
en smiled before he moved over. Blake stood in front of her next with a huge smile from ear to ear and his thick, long cock gripped in his fist.
She opened her arms wide.
“Come to me, baby, I want you,” she told him, and he smiled as he looked her body over.
He lowered to his knees and to the floor between her legs spreading her thighs with his hands. She held his gaze. Her body quivered from his touch. He used his thumbs to spread her pussy lips, and she nibbled her bottom lip trying not to moan. She felt oversensitive and needy. As he leaned forward to kiss her softly on the mouth, she nipped at his bottom lip then covered his mouth. He tasted good, really good as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and expressed how strongly she felt with her kiss.
She loved them all so much that every touch, every feel of their hands on her felt hot, and they singed into her skin, straight into her heart and soul.
He released her lips and panted as he held her wrists down at her sides.
His body glistened in the evening light shining through the opening to the right of them. His waist was trim and muscular, with ridges and dips that made her mouth water. Lena licked her lips.
“You’re so beautiful, Lena. More than I ever could have hoped for or even fantasized about.”
“Make love to me, Blake. I need you inside of me now,” she told him. He released her wrists and took the condom that Bryant passed him. Lena turned and smiled at Bryant, who winked at her then leaned down to lick her breast.
Blake caressed her inner thighs then pulled her toward him as he pressed his cock between her wet folds. She held his gaze and parted her lips as the deep sensation filled her body. Every stroke, every inch of his cock as it pressed against her inner muscles caused her body to react.
They watched one another as he reached for her hands, clasped their fingers together then thrust slowly into her. It was magical.
“You feel too good, baby, too good for me to go slow right now. I need fast, Lena.”
“Yes,” she whispered then tilted her hips forward, indicating her need as well.
Blake released her hands, pulled her legs up higher against his waist and increased his thrusts. In and out he rocked his hips against her body. His hands gripped her ass cheeks as he shoved harder into her in record speed. They were moaning, and she felt her body begin to tighten when Blake exploded inside of her.
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