Smack.
He spanked her ass and then massaged it. “Sweet mother, I think she likes an ass spanking,” Laverty said.
She thrust her ass back against his fingers and he slapped her ass again and again.
“Never keep any secrets from us. You tell us everything. We’ll never hurt you, never leave you and always love you. Got it?” he stated firmly.
Smack.
“Yes. Oh, God, yes, Ford. Yes. I love you.”
He smiled as he pulled his finger from her ass and then aligned his cock with her cunt from behind. “I love you, too.”
He stroked into her in one full thrust and she cried out his name. He thrust into her over and over again, relentless with his strokes. She lay there and pressed her ass and pussy back. He felt so possessive and protective as he gripped her shoulders and leaned over her and fucked her long and slow. He closed his eyes and she kept moaning and coming, lubricating his cock and making his cock get harder and harder. His balls were slapping against her ass as he picked up speed and then grunted and called out her name as he thrust and stroked so fast, so deep, he nearly lost focus as he came.
He tried to control his breathing as he pressed over Lois and kissed her bare shoulders, her back, and then heard her moan softly. He gave her ass a slap as he pulled from her pussy.
“Hey,” she scolded.
“Hey, yourself. You’re our woman and we want you with us in our bed and in our arms every night. Starting tomorrow, make some plans to move in here with us with Kenny, too. We want you as our wife and we’re ready to extend this family.” Her mouth opened and then he heard his brothers chuckle and hoot and holler. Each of them gave her a slap on her ass until she rolled over and Evan covered her body, tickling her.
He smiled wide and winked at Ghost. He had to ensure she and Kenny were safe and loved always, plus he had to get rid of this uneasy feeling. The only way to do that was to keep her with one of them, day and night.
* * * *
“They found the drugs and the guns.”
“What? Where? How?” Cornero yelled into the phone.
“That little woman you wanted so badly knew where they were from the start. It had to be her. Everyone else is behind bars. This is the last time I’m calling you. Do what you need to do and then leave the SUV.”
The phone clicked off and Cornero slammed his hands down on the steering wheel. He stared at Lois as she walked down the sidewalk carrying a box of something. She was going to suffer for this. She ruined everything and took the last bit of a deal, of money and hope from him. He had to move quickly. It may not be a clean abduction, but he was desperate as he poured the two pills into his palm and downed them with a bottle of water. He was going to take her, as soon as these uppers kicked in.
* * * *
“So, what’s the latest?” Ford asked Sandman as they stood with Ghost outside of the café. Lois was delivering some cookies to the boutique for a fund-raising event they were doing and then he and Ghost were going to take her to lunch. Ford watched her cross the street.
“They think they’re getting closer. Although it was pretty insane for Lois to have relocated those drugs and guns the agents found out her motivation. Seems that guy Cornero had a thing for her.”
“What?” Both Ford and Ghost asked.
“That’s what the detectives and agents found out from Caden’s two buddies Spitz and Ganor. They validated her story about Cornero insisting that Lois deliver that envelope of money. It had nothing to do with the deliveries of the drugs and guns. It was personal between him and Caden. Cornero offered to take care of Lois and Kenny, too. She wasn’t biting though.”
“Are you sure, Sandman? I mean, when we discussed everything with her two days ago she didn’t seem like she knew Cornero had wanted her.”
“Maybe she didn’t want to upset you more.”
“Well I’m pretty fucking upset,” Ghost said and ran his fingers through his hair.
“I think we need to talk to her about this.” Ghost said.
“I will need to talk to her about this. We said no holding back and no lies,” Ford added, feeling sick to his stomach.
“Listen, I think she was trying to downplay it and protect you guys from maybe overreacting and being jealous or angry. She had some bad shit happen to her. Those guys took advantage of her naiveté and maybe she didn’t like feeling like some object for them to fight over. She was never involved with Cornero. That was confirmed so it really doesn’t matter,” Sandman said.
She was smiling as she walked across the street and then Ford, Ghost, and Sandman seemed to pick up on the same thing at the same time. A black SUV sped up and pulled right next to her, blocking her way. Lois screamed and they all went running.
As he came around the front he saw a man striking her and pulling her up by her hair. Her lips were busted, her dress ripped.
“Stop! Police!” he yelled out and the man drew his gun and fired. Ford felt the hit to his arm and then Sandman and Ghost pulled him back and got behind another parked car. Lois was screaming, and so were people on the street as they all ran or fell to the ground to cover themselves.
“He’ll kill her. He’ll fucking kill her,” Ford yelled.
“He’s not taking her from us. He’s not,” Ghost said.
Police began to run from the sheriff’s department and trucks pulled up around the scene.
“Put down the gun and let her go, Cornero. It’s over,” Sandman said with his gun pointed at the man holding Lois. She was crying and bleeding. Her lip swollen, her face red and swollen and her bra and breasts showing from him tearing her clothes. Ford held his gun and looked down at the shot he took to his arm. A flesh wound that burned like a son of a bitch but his focus was on Lois.
“Get the fuck out of my way,” he said and started to pull Lois up into the truck with a gun to her side. He looked crazed and wild.
“He’s on something. Those men the Feds talked to said he was doing drugs as well as dealing,” Sandman said, holding his position and telling the other deputies and men in town who were carrying to stay back.
Ford looked to the right and saw Ghost. He was easing the side door of the SUV open.
“You’re not leaving here with her. She’s mine!” Ford stated, stepping closer.
“Ford.” Sandman said his name and he looked at his friend firmly. He must have seen what Ghost was doing, too, as he stood right next to Ford.
“Not anymore.” He started to place the truck into drive. When Lois slammed her arms against his head he grabbed her, too, and they tumbled from the SUV and Ghost dove on top of Cornero, striking him and pulling him from Lois’s body. He was handcuffed and under arrest in a flash.
“Holy shit. Good job, Ghost,” Sandman said. Ford and Ghost carefully rolled Lois to her back and looked over her injuries. “Jesus, baby. Oh, God, you’re all banged up,” Ghost said and caressed her arm, then tried to push the material of her dress up over her breast to cover her.
“You saved me. You stopped him from taking me,” she said and then began to cry. “Oh, God, Ford, you were shot. He shot you,” she stated and looked at him.
“It’s just a flesh wound. It’s all over, honey. It’s done,” Ford said to her and then the paramedics came over to treat Lois as Sandman took Cornero into custody.
“I want to go home, Ford, Ghost. I want to go home with you now,” she said.
He held her gaze and gave her a wink and a smile. “Okay, beauty, we’ve got you.”
Epilogue
Lois was standing by the stove in the kitchen, cooking up breakfast for her men. Ford was in uniform and ready to head to work, Evan and Laverty were all set to head to the farm, and Ghost sat with Kenny, talking him out of eating a cookie before he finished eating his pancakes.
She couldn’t help but smile and feel blessed to be living in their house, planning a wedding, and working on expanding this little family of theirs.
She couldn’t wait to tell them that she was pregnant. S
he smiled widely and chuckled at the thought. She’d told her sister Valentina first and, as it turned out, Valentina told Lois she was expecting as well. They were going to have babies together. There were going to be so many kids around this farm that the guys had joked that the now-empty cottage would be more of a playhouse for all the kids.
The Willow sisters had both moved in with her men and they were all getting used to their new way of life. She heard the knock on the back door and Kenny jumped up to answer it. He opened the screen door and Tye was there.
“I’m going to be a big brother again. My mom is having a baby,” Tye said and Kenny smiled widely and hugged him. Lois couldn’t help the tears that filled her eyes. She was so glad that Tye was happy. Valentina didn’t know how the kids would react to the news.
“Seriously? Valentina is pregnant?” Evan asked and then looked at Lois who smiled and nodded. Kenny suddenly looked a little sad.
“What’s wrong, Kenny?” Laverty asked him. He looked at Lois.
“I want to be a big brother, too,” he said and they chuckled.
“You are already. To Lena and Grace, and to their new baby they’ll be having,” Evan told him.
“Do you really want a baby brother or baby sister, too?” Lois asked him.
He nodded his head.
“Well, then I guess you better start practicing being a big brother some more.”
Kenny squinted his eyes at her and she held on to Evan’s gaze. “Lois?” he whispered and she nodded her head and smiled.
“I’m pregnant, too. Val and I are going to have babies at the same time,” she blurted out.
“Whoohoo!” Laverty exclaimed as he pulled her into his arms and twirled her around. “Put her down, you idiot. She’s pregnant,” Ford yelled out and they all laughed and then took turns hugging and kissing her. Kenny was dancing and then he gave Tye a high five.
“Let’s go tell my parents, too,” Tye said and then he headed out the door.
Lois turned around and began to wipe down the counter when strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind.
“How long have you known this news, and when were you planning on telling us?” Ghost asked.
She pushed her ass back against his body and lifted her head to glance at him over her shoulder. “When the moment was right.”
He turned her in his arms and kissed her lips. When he released them Ford was there caressing her arm and holding her gaze. “I thought we talked about keeping secrets, young lady,” he scolded and her cheeks warmed and her ass cheeks tingled.
“Am I in trouble, Sheriff?” she asked all sexy-like.
Ghost chuckled and so did Evan and Laverty.
“Get your ass upstairs, woman. You got a spanking coming before I head to work.” He gave her ass a spank and she hurried from the room laughing and screaming as Ford chased her up the stairs. She felt her heart soar with love and adoration for her four American soldiers, her Green Berets, her knights in shining armor. They had showed her how real men love a woman right. Not with demands, with fists, with threats, and fear, but with compassion, care, gentleness and maybe a firm hand just to get those juices flowing.
She gasped as Ford lifted her up and placed her over his knee and then pulled down her panties to give her ass a smack.
“Oh, God, Ford,” she moaned and Ford chuckled.
Ghost came into the room and began to undress.
“Evan and Laverty are playing interference while we make love to our beautiful future wife,” he said and she smiled widely.
“Well, get to it, soldier. You know what Ford’s spankings do to me,” she said.
Smack
“Oh!”
“Watch it, beauty, and never forget it’s your men who are in control in the bedroom.” He stroked a finger into her wet pussy, making her moan and smile widely. That’s what they thought. She knew just how to love her men right and make them putty in her hands.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers.
My momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty, she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my momma downright refused.
Being that my momma’s families were descendants of the original English speaking Southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor.
Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary.
I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true Southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name.
Just as my parents had a love story of their own, I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.
Enjoy The American Soldier Collection 17: Love a Woman Right and allow your imagination to soar freely.
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