Hearts on Fire 7: Claiming Catalina (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “Let’s go,” Catalina said and then held her hand to her chest as Paul’s friends came to his aid. He pushed them off and carried on about needing ice. She went right to the bar with her friends.

  “I think that calls for some shots,” she said, and the girls bombarded her with questions as the bartender got her ice and Destiny’s friends who worked there kicked Paul and his crew of friends out.

  She was so angry she saw red as she tried to calm her breathing. She’d fallen for his charms, his sad story, and then he tried to talk her into going to his boat. Like she would just forget all the pain and betrayal she’d felt and let him fuck her on a boat? Asshole.

  She was carrying on in her head and then filling her friends in on the entire story.

  “Here, take the shot,” Destiny said. “There’s more lined up. That shit calls for a celebration. You’ve moved on and have four men that adore you. Forget about Paul, your sister, and all that drama. You’re living in Treasure Town. Life is going to be perfect from here on out.”

  She and Destiny clinked the shots together and drank them down fast. Then she looked at her hand and felt it throbbing. It was already bruising and ached, but she felt good, empowered, and as if there was a clean slate. What happened in the past was in the past. Cody, Cooper, Jeremy, and Don were her future, and nothing would stand in the way.

  * * * *

  Clover watched the blonde. She was a very attractive woman and apparently was romantically involved with Agent Jones and his brothers. She handled herself well against the blond man. It was obvious that they knew one another, but things had turned ugly fast. Her quick reflexes and right hook warned Clover to not underestimate her if his boss chose to go after her to get to Jeremy Jones. He was going to make the call soon. The choice of who got hurt, who lived, and who died would be in Jeremy’s hands. Frederick Price was smart, and he wanted revenge and would get it. Clover just needed to wait to see what exactly his boss had in mind.

  He walked out of the yacht club and headed to his car when his cell phone rang.

  “Hello.”

  “I’ve got another agent you can use to get those names we need, but you need to move quickly,” Frederick told him.

  “What about Agent Jones?”

  “Him I want to suffer. I want to hit him where it hurts and watch him beg for mercy. He’ll pay the ultimate price for destroying our operation. Everyone else has moved on, but not me. It ends with me and Agent Jones. I’ll send you the address and information.”

  He disconnected the call and Clover waited for the text. When he got it, he smiled. Looked like he was heading to New York to kill some agents.

  * * * *

  Catalina went jogging in the morning, even though she felt terrible. She wasn’t hung-over, but she had drunk a lot and her hand was all bruised from decking Paul. She worried about telling the guys what had happened, but as she’d bumped into Bull on her way back from the boardwalk, it appeared that word spread quickly about the incident.

  Apparently when Destiny’s cousins and the owners of the yacht club wanted them thrown out, Paul’s snobby friends called the police and complained, then tried to act as if they would press charges, but they got Jake on the phone, and he had already heard from Michaela about what happened from Serefina, who heard from Eddie and Lance Martelli, who knew the bartender’s brother Al who worked at Sullivan’s. Treasure Town was indeed a small town, and so was Fairway right next door.

  As she rounded the corner to where her townhouse was, she saw the familiar big blue truck and cringed. She had been sure to text the guys and let them know she’d gotten in late last night. When they asked if everything was okay, she lied and said it was good and then went for a jog. Obviously word had traveled, and now she would have to explain what happened.

  She was surprised that they were nowhere in sight, and as she unlocked the door to her townhouse, there they were, standing or sitting around her kitchen and living room, and boy, did they look pissed.

  She closed the door and placed her hands on her hips. She cringed as she forgot about her bruised hand.

  “How did you get in here?” she asked.

  They looked at her as if it was the stupidest question, and she realized it was.

  She forgot what kind of men she was talking to as she pulled her lips tight and then walked toward the kitchen.

  Jeremy spoke up first. “We were worried about you. We tried calling you several times.”

  “I was out jogging. It’s my last chance to practice before next Saturday and the race.” She took a slug of water from the water bottle.

  “Enough of the bullshit. What the fuck happened last night? Were you even going to tell us about this asshole who bothered you? About how he was going to press charges? What the hell went down and why didn’t you call us?” Cody asked, raising his voice.

  She looked at him as she set the bottle down on the counter.

  “I took care of it,” she said to him.

  They were obviously shocked at her response. None of them replied for a moment.

  “I really need to shower and change,” she said.

  “Let’s see the hand,” Cooper said to her.

  “It’s no big deal. It’s not even sore,” she said, and he touched it, taking it into his hand. She gasped and pulled back.

  “Jesus, it’s fucking sore and badly bruised. Are you certain you didn’t break it?” he asked, and this time she gave him a smartass expression.

  “Who the hell was this guy? What happened?” Don asked, and she took a deep breath before she explained.

  “Why didn’t you tell us about this guy and your sister? Is this why you were adamant about not getting involved with all of us at this point?” Cooper asked her.

  “Yes. It hurt so badly when I found them in bed together. We had our whole lives planned out, and my own sister sleeps with my boyfriend. I trusted him, and I trusted her.”

  “I’m certain it did hurt. I couldn’t even imagine that. We would never hurt you, Catalina. We all want you as our woman,” Cooper told her.

  She stepped back and walked over to the couch. She sat on the arm of it and looked at the four of them.

  “It’s been so hard for me over the years since that happened. I was in love with Paul. We planned our whole lives together, and that night, in some drunken stupor, he slept with Kaylee. It hurt badly, and for weeks he would call and try to talk with me and beg for forgiveness.” She looked down at her hands and felt the tears in her eyes. “I almost forgave him. God knows what that weakness would have cost me in the long run. But then Kaylee told him she was pregnant.”

  “Damn, that’s why you don’t talk to your sister or other family?”

  “There is no other family, Cody. My grandmother passed away last year.”

  “So this guy sees you after all this time and you start talking to him? Did you still have feelings for him?” Jeremy asked her.

  She shook her head. “I broke his damn nose, Jeremy. What do you think?” she replied sarcastically.

  “You already have one spanking coming your way for not calling us immediately last night. You want to make it multiple?” Cooper asked her as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. His tone, his appearance, and words should have made her angry or even worried, but they didn’t. She felt aroused and in such need of them, but she was fighting it. She was fearful she could get hurt again and, this time, it would be quadruple the pain.

  She swallowed hard.

  “I admit I felt badly as he explained what happened and how the baby turned out not to be his.” She went on to tell them exactly what had taken place and led up to her slugging him.

  Cody ran his fingers through his hair. “And he was trying to press charges against you? He could have forced you onto a boat with those guys and raped you.” He raised his voice.

  “I know, Cody.”

  “No, I don’t think you realize how fucked up this is and how serious of a situation you were involved in. Why would you talk to h
im? I know you’re a sweet person with a big heart, but seriously, Catalina, why?” he asked as he approached her. He knelt down in front of her, took her hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed the bruising.

  “I was confused, and I wasn’t really paying attention to the signs because I kept thinking about how it all happened, and about my fears. I hadn’t been with any other man since Paul until the four of you. That’s four older, more experienced men, and I’m scared, Cody. I’m scared of falling so fast, of trusting each of you entirely in case you can’t work things out and move here to Treasure Town, and I’m scared because I already love each of you, and I shouldn’t.”

  The tears filled her eyes, and Cody pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

  “I know you’re scared. We are, too. We’re taking huge risks as well and moving our world to be with you here. Cooper and I are taking the job offer. Cody and Jeremy are looking into other options for work nearby here. Today we’re looking at houses, and we want you to come with us because it’s going to be your house, too.”

  She pulled back, caught off-guard at his words.

  “What?” she asked Cody, and he smirked, then looked at his brothers. She glanced at them as they stood there watching her.

  “It’s true. We’re looking at houses, seeing how we can work this out,” Jeremy told her.

  Cody cupped her cheeks and looked into her eyes.

  “You’re not the only one who is scared or the only one who’s fallen in love. We have, too.” He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her deeply. When he released her lips, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and hugged him tightly.

  “I’m sorry I didn’t call you. I’m sorry I freaked out and pushed you away. I want this to work. I need this to work because I need all four of you in my life.”

  “And we need you, but you’re still getting an ass-spanking,” Cooper said as he approached. Cody got up, and Cooper pulled her up into his arms. He kissed her deeply and then carried her toward her bedroom.

  Her heart felt light. Love soared through her, and she wanted nothing more than to live happily ever after with her four sexy, hot men.

  Catalina gasped when Cooper dropped her onto the bed.

  He reached for her shorts and began pulling them down.

  “Oh God, wait. I need to shower first. I’m all sweaty from my run.”

  “No need. A spanking first, and then we’re going to get really sweaty anyway, baby. We’ve got three hours until we need to meet the real estate agent, Sophia,” Cody said as he slapped a tube of lube in his hand and smiled wide.

  Her anus clenched, and her pussy dripped cream.

  She gasped as Cooper stripped her of her clothing and then tossed her onto her belly over his knees.

  “Here’s for not calling your men immediately last night.”

  Smack.

  “Oh.” She gasped and then felt his palm rub over the ache he’d caused.

  “For making us worry all night, and then not calling us and telling us what happened last night, and how scared you were.”

  Smack.

  She jerked and then felt the caress right before his fingers dipped into her very wet cunt.

  “Oh God, Cooper.”

  Smack, smack, smack.

  “You’re our woman, and we’re here to protect you and love you. Never forget that,” Jeremy said as he undressed along with the others.

  Smack.

  “Oh God, please,” she begged as Cody stroked her pussy and the men took turns smacking her ass.

  In a flash, Cody lifted her up and placed her right on top of Don, who lay on the bed naked, his leg still bandaged.

  She gripped his shoulders and lifted up. “Don, your stitches.”

  “I’m fucking fine. I need you. Ride me now. Prove to me that I’m yours and you’re mine.” He pulled her down for a kiss as she eased her pussy over his cock, taking him inside of her deeply. He released her lips, and they both sighed. “Heaven. Inside of you is fucking heaven, woman.”

  Then she felt the hands caressing her spine and then her ass.

  “Fucking this ass is heaven,” Cody whispered and then suckled a sensitive spot against her neck. She shivered and shook, making her pussy cream some more.

  Then she felt Cody lift back, and a moment later, cool liquid pressed into her ass. She spread her thighs wider as she rocked her hips and fucked Don. Don cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples.

  “So beautiful and giving. You’re ours now. This body, your heart, and soul belong to us as ours belong to you,” he said, and then she felt the fingers under her chin and Jeremy was there, stroking his cock.

  She lowered her mouth immediately to his cock and began to suck him into her mouth. When Jeremy fisted her hair and began to stroke into her mouth, she relaxed her body and let them take her, control her, and love her. Then she felt fingers stroking her ass. Cody was there arousing her and getting her ass ready for cock. She wanted it, needed it, as she moaned against Jeremy’s cock.

  A moment later, Cody eased his fingers out and replaced them with his thick, hard muscle. The tip of his cock pressed through the tight rings, landing deeply inside of her ass with a plop as they all moaned together. In and out he stroked her ass while Don thrust upward, holding her hips tightly.

  Her hand ached, but she didn’t care. She was lost with her men inside her as she sucked Jeremy faster and faster, wanting to taste his essence and make him wild.

  “Fuck, baby, slow down. Slow—”

  He jerked his hips, and she held his cock deeply, relaxed her throat, and swallowed Jeremy’s cum. He slowly pulled out and caressed her cheeks, then kissed her. “You’ll pay for that later.”

  Smack.

  She gasped as he spanked her ass and moved off the bed.

  “Fuck, you had to do that,” Cody said, and thrust again and again, then exploded in her ass.

  He kissed her back as Don held her tightly while he stared up into her eyes and they made love slowly. But then she felt the cool liquid to her ass again and knew it was Cooper.

  “Get ready, baby. You’ve got me all fired up, and looking at this nice, pink ass, knowing how turned-on a spanking made you, has me thinking wild thoughts.”

  Smack, smack, smack.

  “Cooper!” she exclaimed.

  “Fuck, Coop, I won’t last if you keep that up,” Don said with his teeth clenched.

  Catalina eased her ass back as she rocked her hips and widened her thighs over Don. As Cooper pressed his cock to her anus, he spread her ass cheeks and gripped them hard.

  “Fuck, whatever you do to make this ass this perfect, baby, keep doing it. I love it.” He thrust fully into her ass, overwhelming her.

  She gasped, and then she came hard, shaking on top of Don.

  “Let’s do her, Don. We’ve got three hours to make her see she belongs to us and that they’ll never be any others but the Jones brothers.”

  She was lost in the sensations as Don began to thrust up into her while Cody and Jeremy cheered them on, taking front-row seats on the bed, watching and participating. Jeremy and Cody would pinch her nipple or grip her hair, then kiss her hard on the mouth while Cooper and Don fucked her good and hard. It was exhausting, and surprisingly she came again and again until Don and Cooper came inside of her together. She collapsed against Don’s chest and let her men take care of her.

  She couldn’t move a muscle, but as strong lips kissed her bruised hand and other hands cleaned her up and kissed along her ass, she smiled wide.

  “I could get used to this really fast,” she said, and they chuckled.

  “So could we,” Jeremy said, and she blinked her eyes open to find them all there watching her and smiling.

  Life was perfect, and absolutely nothing would make this go wrong. Nothing.

  Chapter 4

  Jeremy stood outside on the back deck of the house his brothers were renting.

  “Say that again?” Jeremy asked the agents who headed the division he was part of.r />
  “Will Mathews is dead. His body was found in a junkyard about twenty miles from his home. There are others, too.” Special Agent Roman Spelling told him.

  “Jesus. Any leads?”

  “None, but the thing is, his computer and his passwords were used to log in sometime during his death. Classified documents were taken. As our IT guys look into deciphering what files exactly, we already know for sure that eight agents have been identified, their covers blown, and we’re in the process of moving them immediately out of their undercover positions. It’s bad, Jeremy. Your name was in that file, too, even though you’ve been pulled now for several months.”

  “Did you get all the agents out in time?” he asked, and Roman was quiet. “Roman, what the fuck? Just tell me. Did you get them all out of their undercover assignments before their covers were blown?”

  “No. Four dead so far. We have had no further contact with the other four, but they could still be alive and on the run.”

  “Were they working the same case or similar ones? Is that the connection?”

  “It’s still part of the mess from Mateo’s operation you took down with those friends of yours. This drug and weapons smuggling is huge and went further. We thought it died down, considering Castella and Fredrick Price disappeared, but our intel claims both men are still alive, Jeremy. This is looking like some form of revenge on our agency. You need to watch your ass. They have your file. They know where you live. Hell, they could already have made an attempt at trying to hurt you.”

  “I would know if they had. I need to protect my family. Any leads on where Frederick is operating from?”

  “We’ve got men working on that now. Whoever killed Williams was a bit sloppy. The prints found on the body and at the scene are being run through the system. As soon as I hear anything, I’ll call you. Are you at home?”

  “No, I’m away someplace safe for now. My place should get looked at.”

  “I’ll send some people. I’ll be in touch. Watch your back, Jeremy. Until we can figure out who is responsible and identify them, they can come at you from any direction.”