by Chloe Lang
“More than anything, Sir.”
There it is again. Sir. He deserved the title. They all did.
Alex teethed her nipple, circling the tight berry with his tongue. Tingles spread through her. She needed them inside her. They weren’t holding back. Every lick, caress, and growl ignited more fire in her body. The three of them touched her in ways that made it hard for her to catch her breath.
Justin continued licking her into a frenzy. She reached out to Alex and Brandon. All three men had massive cocks between their legs. The sight of their thick shafts was causing her pussy to tighten. Knowing they would once again be inside her body was making her burn with desire. Pushing past her submissive nature, she turned to Alex and brought her gaze down to his monstrous, hard cock. She wrapped her fingers around his thickness. “Are you okay with me doing this?”
His breathing deepened. “Very okay, baby.”
“How about this?” She pulled him toward her and licked the tip of his dick.
“Hell, that feels good.” He brought his hands to her shoulders.
“I guess chocolate trumps champagne.” Brandon laughed.
She wanted to please them all with whatever talents she had. They’d done so much for her. “I’d like all three of you to make love to me.”
“I know, sweetheart,” he said, feathering his fingertips down her arm.
They are worthy of my best. She took a deep breath. “At the same time,” she confessed.
Brandon’s eyebrows shot up. What was he thinking? Had she stepped over the line? Then he smiled and she felt her heart soar. “As Alex said before, your wish is our command, Shelby. But I have a wish, too.”
“Anything.”
He cupped her chin and she felt all tingly inside. “I want to take you from behind, sweetheart.”
His wish delighted her. “Yes, Sir.”
“We’ll need lubricant for that,” Alex said, concerned.
Brandon nodded and retrieved a bottle of K-Y from the top drawer of the dresser.
“That’s quite the stash you have, bro.” Justin grunted, his lust obviously just at the edge of his willpower. “Hand me a rubber.”
Brandon leaned back from her and gave Justin one of the little square foils and kept one for him. They ripped the packages open and rolled the condoms down their long shafts.
Continuing to lick Alex’s cock, Shelby felt a flood of shivers zip through her. She wanted this, wanted them. Yes, she was a submissive and knew a thing or two about the life. But this was different. Being with these men, these incredible men, meant the world to her.
“Let’s roll her over,” Brandon said, taking the lead. God, he was a natural and she loved every bit of his toughness.
Gently, they flipped her on her stomach. Instantly, she felt Brandon applying lube to her ass. He worked his fingers into her as Justin caressed her back and Alex stroked her hair. This was heaven, right here, right now, with her men.
“You doing okay, baby?” Brandon asked, continuing to stretch her ass with his fingers, making it ready for his thick cock.
“Yes, Sir.” Vanilla sex or not, the pressure was building inside of her sending her into a state of manic want.
Brandon crawled up her back. “Ready?”
She felt his cock pressing against her anus. He was so large, so massive, but she didn’t hesitate. “Yes, Sir. I’m ready.”
Brandon inched his dick into her ass, stretching her more than his fingers had. She bit the pillow, as the sting turned into a big sphere of need in the center of her core. Her trembles radiated out through her body and her pussy got so very wet. His thrusts were slow and powerful, claiming another inch each time.
“Time to roll you over, darlin’,” Brandon told her in a deep, lusty tone that gave her a new set of tingles. After he was done moving her, he was behind and under her, leaving her facing up, facing Justin.
As Justin crawled up her body, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel his cock pressing on her pussy. He pressed his mouth to hers, tracing the line between her lips with his tongue.
Her toes curled and she parted her lips. His tongue caressed hers and his cock slid in another inch. Having his weight holding her down felt as good as any restraint she’d experienced. Better. Having Brandon’s body under her was the best BDSM bench she’d been on. She turned her head and parted her lips to welcome Alex’s cock down her throat. He was so massive, she opened her throat wide to take all of him. It felt heavenly and right. They were all her Dominants now. They were in control. She ached for them to claim her.
She felt Justin plunge his dick into her channel, causing her heart to race and her temperature to rise.
This is happening, really happening.
Her body was buzzing hot as Justin’s and Brandon’s thrusts kept in time with each other. Alex grabbed the back of her head and made love to her mouth. Her men were making music of her body.
The pressure was maddening. I’m theirs. They’re mine. She felt lines of electricity race through her body. Brandon reached around her, his fingertips finding her clit. That sent her over the edge into blissful release. The dam broke and a sea of sensations shot through her. She’d had orgasms before, but this one, with these men, topped them all. She felt adored, treasured, loved. This was what it meant to be a woman.
“Fuuuck.” Justin’s eyes closed tight as he shot his seed inside her.
Her womb clenched on his dick. Everything inside her felt alive and on fire.
Brandon growled, sending his cock into her ass in one final powerful thrust. “Fuck, yes!”
Tightening her insides on him, she pounded her fists on the mattress, riding out the vibrations in her body.
“Going to come, baby,” Alex said. Like Justin’s, his eyes were closed.
She felt his liquid heat hit the back of her throat and she sucked hard on his cock.
Exhausted and still trembling, she was barely aware of her guys shifting her into a more comfortable position on the bed.
“Baby, I love you,” Brandon said, his voice deep in his throat.
“I love you, too.”
“I love you, Shelby.” Justin kissed her. “You’re my world now.”
“And you are mine.”
Alex came into her view. He smiled and traced his fingers over her cheeks. “I love you, sweetheart. Now and forever. You’re mine.”
“She’s all of ours,” Justin chimed in.
She could see the adoration they had for her in all of their eyes. Her heart welcomed them in.
“I am yours. And you three are mine.”
Chapter Seventeen
Shelby sat between Alex and Brandon. They’d flipped up the console to make room for her in the middle. Justin was in the backseat of the Mercedes, having lost his chance to be in the front with her in a heady round of rock-paper-scissors.
Her guys were taking her to her house to get more clothes. The plan was for her to stay with them in the cabin. How could she be so happy and so fearful at the same time? She was happy because of her new relationship with the Champion brothers. She was fearful of the bull’s-eye Sheriff Byrd had put on her.
If Brandon wasn’t able to get the date moved, she was going to trial in less than a month for two homicides. She believed he would succeed, but would that change anything? Or would that only delay the inevitable?
Brandon parked the car in front of her house. Norma’s car was in the driveway. She was a horrible hostess. She’d left Norma and Lily high and dry since their arrival.
“I’ll only be a minute,” she told her guys.
“Won’t you need help carrying your stuff out?” Justin said.
“I’m only getting a few things today.”
“We might as well empty out your house. You’re going to be living with us from now on,” he said. “We should’ve brought my truck.”
She turned around and looked at the handsome devil in the backseat. “And where will we be living, mister? Alex’s apartment? Brandon’s place in
Elko? Or the cabin?”
“The cabin for now, baby,” Alex said, taking his hands off the steering wheel and placing them on her leg. “We took a vote when you were asleep.”
“In this democracy I don’t get a vote?” she asked teasingly. “Let’s just take things one day at a time, fellows. I can handle what I need to get today. Besides, I think I need a moment alone to apologize to my guests for being absent so long.”
“I have more questions for them, sweetheart,” Brandon said. “Why don’t I go with you?”
“Please, counselor, can’t it wait? I just want to get my things and get back to the cabin.”
“You sure, sweetheart?” he asked.
“I’m sure. I’ll be back in ten minutes.”
“Make it five or we’re coming in after you,” Brandon ordered.
What an amazing Dom he would make. She’d cautiously broached the subject of The Masters’ Chamber last night but only Justin had admitted to attempting to get an invite inside. He’d given up after Austin had told him about the required class all Doms had to take before being granted entrance. That had put him off. With Justin, that night had likely been a curiosity, a passing fad, nothing more. Of the three, Justin was the most mischievous, ready to leap before looking. Brandon and Alex hadn’t tried to go to the club. That was odd, since most Elko men did make it up there at least once or twice in their lives.
Brandon got out of the car and held the door for her. God, he could be so charming at times. She kissed him before heading to the door. She loved her house but it didn’t feel like home anymore. Her home was with the Champions now, wherever they were.
Before opening the door, she glanced back at the car. The guys were talking, likely about her, about how to proceed with the investigation. She trusted them. Brandon was a great attorney. Both Alex and Justin had said so. They would find the real killer. She would be exonerated, free to live out her life with her men. Hope sprung up inside her like a geyser. Her dream had come true. All they had to do was find the real killer.
She opened her door and walked into her house. “Norma, are you here?”
“We’re back here, Shelby,” Lily said. “In the guest room.”
Time to start the apologies. She headed down the hallway to them. “I’m so sorry that I haven’t been around.”
When she made it to the door, she saw Norma on the bed, her eyes wide. Her lips were quivering and her hand was on her belly. “Stop, Shelby.”
But it was too late. She was already in the room, and the horror she found filled her with fear and dread. Dark blood oozed from a big spot on Norma’s dress that Shelby could see under the woman’s fingers.
Norma whispered raggedly, “Lily, don’t.”
“Too late for that, Momma.” Lily stepped in front of Shelby from behind the door. The crazy woman held a gun, which was pointed at her chest. “Too late for a lot of things.”
“You shot your mom,” she said. “Why?”
“Because of you. You caused this, Selby.”
Lily was calling her by her legal name. That expanded the terror already roiling inside Shelby.
“You caused everything bad that has ever happened to me. Samantha is dead because of you. I was her sister, not you. She should’ve come to me. I would’ve helped her, not let her down. Now she’s gone. Dead. You did that. You failed her. And you failed Mom. And me. And you’re the reason I had to shoot my mom.”
Shelby couldn’t believe any of this. Lily was completely nuts, just like Samantha.
“Lily, please. Think, sweetheart,” Norma choked out. “You don’t want to make matters worse for yourself. You need to get back on your meds.”
“Shut up, Mother.” Lily’s twisted smile made Shelby’s gut tighten.
The Champions were outside waiting for her. If she could keep Lily talking until they came in looking for her, then there might be a way out of this mess. If not…? Can’t think about that right now, Shelby.
“I’m sorry, Lily. You’re right about me,” she said, feeling her heart pound hard in her chest. “I was a horrible friend to Sam. I failed her. You should’ve been the one. You might’ve saved her.”
“You think you can fool me with your sweet talk? You can’t. And you’re wrong. It wouldn’t have been ‘might.’ Samantha would still be here if it weren’t for you. But you’re going to pay. I’ve made sure of that.”
Lily’s eyes darted around the room, showing Shelby how insane she really was.
I need more time. Keep her talking.
“You’re right. I’m so sorry.”
“If Mom hadn’t gotten so nosy, you would’ve been going to prison for the rest of your miserable life.”
Realization flooded into Shelby. Lily was behind everything. “You? You’re the one who killed Lucille and Trixie.”
“The one and only. When you told Mom and me about your date in Elko, I knew what I had to do. It was easy, too. I found your nana’s gun. Sam had told me about the pistol and where you stashed it. Mom was busy trying to kiss up to Carlotta, the bitch who stole her restaurant, for a job, so I had time to drive to Elko and take care of a couple of skanks.”
Norma leaned forward slightly, groaned, and fell back to the bed. “Lily, please, baby. Listen to me. This isn’t you. You need help. Shelby is our friend.”
“Stop it, Mom. Selby isn’t our friend. You got a bullet in your gut because of her. Why do you care more about her than your own daughter?”
“I love you, Lily.”
“Then why did you go snooping in my suitcase? You should’ve trusted me, Mom.”
“Honey, I wasn’t snooping. I wanted to see if you needed any clothes washed.”
“And you found the jeans with those two cunts’ blood on it. Your meddling made me have to change my plans.” Lily sighed and rolled her eyes. “So, I had to shoot you, Mom. Either you’re with me or against me.”
Lily was completely demented.
“I’m on your side, honey. Always.” Norma coughed.
Shelby gasped when she saw the blood that came out the dear woman’s mouth. There wasn’t much time left. Norma needed a doctor and there happened to be one right outside.
Surely it’s already been five minutes since I came in here. Please, guys. Save me. “Lily, you have every right to be angry. I’m the one you should be angry with, not your mother. It’s not too late to fix this,” Shelby said. “We’ve got to get your mom to a doctor.”
“There you go again, Selby. You think you’re in charge here, but you’re not. I am. I’ll fix everything. One bullet and you’ll be history, just like Sam.” Lily smiled.
Shelby closed her eyes, unable to face the horror right in front of her. Instead of a gunshot, she heard footsteps coming down the hallway. She opened her eyes and saw Lily had heard them, too.
“She’s got a gun,” she screamed.
“Good-bye, Selby,” Lily said with a frown, aiming the gun at her head.
One of her guys—which one she wasn’t sure—ran in and shoved Shelby to the ground, using his body to create a shield.
From the floor she saw Brandon and Justin tackle Lily before she could fire on them. Alex must’ve been the one on top of her.
Then she heard a gunshot.
Chapter Eighteen
Everything was so very still.
Shelby finally caught her breath. “Alex, are you okay?”
He’d knocked her to the floor, saving her from Lily’s bullet.
“I’m fine, baby. Are you?”
“Still breathing because of you. What about Brandon and Justin?” she asked as her heart continued to pound fast in her chest.
“We’re both okay,” Brandon said.
“Not Lily, though,” Justin added.
She heard a groan from the bed, which she knew had to come from Norma. The poor woman had suffered so much. “Please, Alex, let me up. You’ve got to help Norma.”
He stood and lifted her to her feet. “Where are your towels, Shelby?”
She
rushed to Norma’s side, glancing for a moment at the unmoving body on the floor, Lily’s body. Clearly, her gun had gone off when the guys tackled her to the floor. Thank God they hadn’t been shot. “In the bathroom. Down the hall.” She grabbed her hand. “It’s going to be okay, Norma. Alex is a doctor.”
“Justin, go get them. Get a big bowl from the kitchen and fill it up with water.” Alex went to the other side of the bed and looked down at Norma.
“I’ll call for an ambulance,” Brandon stated, pulling out his cell phone.
God, she wished that Charly’s hospital was built already. By the look in Alex’s eyes, she knew Elko was too far away for Norma to be saved.
Norma turned to her. “I–I’m…” Her breathing was labored.
Tears rolled down Shelby’s cheeks. “Shh. Don’t talk. Just rest.”
Norma shook her head. “I have to get this out before it’s too late.”
“Okay.” She felt Norma squeeze her hand back.
“I’m so sorry, Shelby. My girls were so ill. You have to believe that.”
“I do,” she told her. “You’re going to be okay, Norma.”
“No, Shelby. I won’t. I want to go. I need to be with my girls. They need—” Norma coughed up more blood as Justin came in with the water and towels. Off in the distance, Shelby heard the sirens of the ambulance that would come too late.
She put her arms around Norma as Alex tried his best to help her. It wasn’t enough.
Sobbing, she prayed that there would be a better place for Norma on the other side.
Less than a minute passed before Norma died in her arms.
* * * *
Norma and Lily’s funeral was beautiful. Reverend Pete did an amazing job. The whole town turned out to say good-bye to one of their most beloved women and her troubled daughter.
After the service, Shelby went to Norma’s Diner with her three guys and everyone else. Carlotta put out quite the spread in honor of the lady who had once owned the place.
Seeing Emma, Norma’s only living daughter, sitting alone in one of the booths broke Shelby’s heart. “I need to talk to someone, guys.”
