Dream Life

by Becca Van

  Tane shoved into her with a roar as he climaxed, grinding his hips into her butt cheeks. His cock palpitated as he filled the condom with his jizz.

  Raiden growled deep in his chest as he drew back and yelled as she drove back in hard, fast, and deep. His cock twitched and jerked as cum spumed from the tip, filling her pussy and womb.

  Brigg pulled his cock from her mouth, flopping onto the bed and gasping for breath.

  Shyann slumped down onto Raiden, panting shallowly as aftershocks continued to wrack her body, causing her to tremble and quake.

  Her heart was so full of love there was no way she could contain it. Tears of joy, of profound happiness welled and spilled from her eyes.

  She’d thought her life had been over after her stepbrother had murdered their parents, and while the grief was still in her heart, and would surge to life from time to time, she hadn’t ever expected to feel whole again. They’d dulled the pain to bearable levels and filled the empty spaces.

  If she hadn’t decided to leave Athens, Ohio, looking for a new beginning, she would never have met three such amazing loving men. She would have still been the sad, empty shell who’d struggled to put one foot in front of the other. Now, she had so much to look forward to and was eager to face each and every single day as long as Raiden, Tane, and Brigg were at her sides.

  “Baby, are you okay?” Raiden asked, concern in his voice.

  Shyann raised her tearful eyes to his and gave him a tremulous smile. “I’m fine.”

  “Did we hurt you, darlin’? Why are you crying?” Brigg frowned.

  “She’s crying?” Tane asked. “Fuck. I’m sorry, sweetness.”

  Shyann shook her head. “You have nothing to be sorry for. That was…mind-blowing.”

  “Take a deep breath and hold it for me, sweetie,” Tane commanded.

  She did and then moaned when Tane slowly eased his cock from her ass. Raiden kissed her softly on the lips, hugging her tight to his chest as he sat up, taking her with him. “Wrap your legs around my waist, baby.”

  “I’ll start the bath,” Brigg said as he rolled from the bed and hurried toward the bathroom.

  Shyann looped her arms around Raiden’s neck and hooked her legs around his waist. He pushed to his feet, one arm around her waist and the other under her bare ass. She wasn’t in the least worried about him dropping her. She trusted him, Brigg, and Tane with her life and hoped they trusted her just as much.

  Once she was in the spa bath sitting on Raiden’s lap, facing him, with Brigg and Tane on either side of her, she inhaled a deep fortifying breath, reaching out to clasp their hands in hers. She met Raiden’s gaze, pressed her lips to his before drawing back again. She cleared her throat and tried to get her thoughts in order, but her mind was in chaotic wonder over her recent revelation. She decided to go for broke.

  “I don’t know how it happened so fast, but I love you, all of you, so much.” She met each of their gazes again, her heart racing so hard and fast in her chest it was hard to breathe. Her chest began to ache when they continued to stare at her. After what felt like hours had passed but was probably only seconds, she began to get angry. She tried to tug her hands away from Brigg’s and Tane’s grips, but they tightened their holds.

  Brigg cupped a cheek in his free hand. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say that to me, darlin’. I love you so fucking much, it scares me.”

  “You do?” she asked with wonder, the pain in her chest diminishing.

  “I do. I think I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.”

  She shook her head. From what they’d said, she been unconscious as well as bruised and battered.

  Brigg nodded. “I could see beyond the bruises and swelling, darlin’. Your moans of pain when you came to, ripped my heart to pieces.” He bent toward her, kissing her passionately, lovingly on the lips.

  As soon as he drew back, Tane garnered her attention by squeezing her hand. “I love you, Shyann. You’ve completed me when I didn’t even know I wasn’t whole. You filled my heart with love and happiness.” Tane slanted his mouth over hers, kissing her hungrily.

  Raiden palmed her cheeks in his hands as soon as Tane drew away from her. “You’ve melted the ice I didn’t know was encasing my heart, baby. You’ve filled the empty void in my chest with a lightness and love I never knew was possible. I love you so fucking much, Shyann.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her up against his chest, and kissed her.

  Each kiss she shared with her men cemented the emotional bond and strengthened her love even more. Shyann hadn’t realized she was capable of feeling so much. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with Tane, Brigg, and Raiden. She wanted to fall asleep between them every night and wake up to them first thing every morning. She wanted to get married and have their babies.

  She wanted to spend each and every day laughing, fighting, and loving with the men of her dreams.

  There was so much she wanted to do and experience, and while it was tempting to rush through everything, she was going to savor each and every moment. She more than anyone knew how something, someone she loved could be snatched away from her within the blink of an eye.

  * * * *

  John couldn’t believe that Danny’s sexy little sister was doing three men. He’d followed them home the other night, but since there had been a few people out and about tending to their gardens and such, he’d kept right on driving.

  He’d waited for a more opportune moment to scope out the place, and after walking around the house scrutinizing the doors, locks, and windows, he paused just outside a bedroom window when he’d heard moans and groans. He’d crept forward and peeked in the small gap between the blind and the window frame. He hadn’t been able to see much, but he’d certainly heard it all. She’d been fucking three men at the same time.

  His dick had become hard as he’d imagined fucking that sexy little body. He’d managed to get Danny’s phone out of his pocket one night a few weeks back when the fucker had been out cold after shooting up. The picture of his sister had taken his breath away and made him horny as hell. He’d thought about trying to get his hands on that sexy body instead of killing her straightaway but had decided it wasn’t worth the trouble.

  Now he was rethinking his plans. John decided he was going to kidnap her and fuck her before he slit her throat. Then he’d have to try and talk the idiot stepbrother into signing over everything his family owned to him.

  He’d seen the house after the media had gotten hold of the story of the murder. It was big and modern and would be the perfect place to run his business from. John had no idea how he was going to get to the sister since he hadn’t seen her without one of the guys she was screwing, but he wasn’t giving up until he had what he wanted.

  Making a move at the house wasn’t going to happen. The only reason he hadn’t worried about anyone from the street seeing him was because the bedroom was at the back. There was also a good security system as well as secure locks on the doors and windows.

  He’d heard a few people talking about the new library opening while he’d been eating lunch in the café across from the diner. He’d thought about trying to get to her while she was working, but he was going to have to wait until the excitement of the new library died down.

  Maybe he’d come back late tomorrow afternoon when the guys were still at work, but first he had to find out what they did for a living. For all he knew they were deputies or sheriffs. There was no way he was putting himself in the sight of the law.

  There had to be a way to get the sexy bitch alone. He just hadn’t thought of it yet.

  John hurried back toward his car, making sure to keep to the shadows and trees as he gazed about. He sighed with relief when he noticed the street was empty. The blinds and curtains of the other houses had been lowered and closed, so he didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing him leave.

  He didn’t realize how tense he was until he was in his car driving toward the center of town
. He was getting hungry again and decided to eat at the diner tonight.

  He slowed once he hit the town’s limits and frowned when he saw a bus pulling away from the curb. A lone figure with a backpack in hand stood on the pavement glancing up and down the street. He’d recognize that doped-up idiot anywhere. He cursed under his breath and hoped the bastard didn’t ruin all his plans.

  John slowed his car, pulling up close to the curb. An idea had come to him, and when his gut fluttered with excitement, he knew he was on the right course.

  He’d be able to kill two birds with one stone and get what he wanted at the same time.

  “Get in,” John ordered in a harsh voice after rolling the front passenger window down.

  “What the fuck are you doing here?” Danny asked as he opened the door and got into the car.

  “I followed your ass. Don’t you realize I’m trying to help you?” John lied. “If the cops catch up with you, you’ll spend the rest of your life behind bars. Why are you here?”

  “I’m looking for my sister.”

  “You worried about her?” John stared into Danny’s cold, lifeless eyes.

  Danny nodded, but John knew he was lying. “I haven’t seen her since our parents died,” Danny said.

  He was out to kill his stepsister just as he’d killed his father and stepmother. The fucker must have thought John was a total idiot. “Do you have her cell phone number?” John asked, hoping he’d managed to buy another phone and had memorized the sister’s number. If not, he had it, but he wasn’t about to reveal his hand so soon.

  “Yes.”

  “I’ll help you anyway I can,” John said sincerely. If Danny could get the sister to meet up with him away from town, he’d be able to have his cake and eat it, too. He’d give Danny a hit or two to get him high and out of it, then he’d fuck the slut, slit her throat, and get her brother to sign all the Bradley family assets and money over to him. The father, Collin Bradley, had been an accountant, and John suspected he had a shitload of cash stashed away in the bank. For all he knew, he had investment properties as well.

  He was going to be living on Easy Street. John chuckled mentally at his own joke. The Bradley house was on Easy Street in Athens, Ohio, one of the elite areas of the town.

  He mentally rubbed his hands together as he glanced at Danny from the corner of his eye. The crazy fucker’s lips were moving as if he was talking to himself. John didn’t care how insane the asshole was. All that mattered was that his plans worked out, and he was going to make damn sure they did. He was going to be living in the lap of luxury.

  A smile curved the corner of his lips up. He couldn’t wait to fuck the slut and after he’d satiated his desires for her, he was going to slit her fucking throat.

  Chapter Sixteen

  He’s lying.

  Kill him.

  Find Shyann.

  You have to get the money.

  Danny stared out the windscreen as his dealer drove the car. He’d been shocked when John had pulled over at the curb and called out to him. He hadn’t had a hit in a couple of days and was starting to withdraw. He was sweating, shaking, and feeling sick to his stomach, but he wasn’t about to beg. He’d already done that before and look where it had gotten him. Deeper and deeper in debt.

  Danny estimated that he owed John about ten large ones, but since he didn’t have a job and had killed his father and stepmother, he couldn’t go and ask them for it. He’d snuck into the house before leaving Athens on the bus, rifling through drawers, cupboards, and closets searching for money, but he hadn’t found any. He’d even tried to open the safe in his dad’s home office, but the combination had been changed. He’d wanted to scream with fury but had managed to suppress the urge at the last minute. If he’d shouted, one of the nosy neighbors was sure to have called the cops.

  You’re running out of time. If you don’t get that money, your sister will get it all. She’s always been given everything she’s wanted. Did your father love her more than you? She isn’t even of his blood. How could your father do that to his own son?

  “Shut up!” Danny shouted as he clutched his aching head. “Just shut the fuck up.” He turned to see John watching him warily, but he wasn’t about to explain his outburst. “What are you really doing here?”

  “I thought I’d help you get your just desserts,” John answered.

  “What the fuck does that mean?” Danny yelled. “How do you know about the fucking money?”

  “You told me.” John slowed the car before pulling into the parking lot of the motel.

  “I did not.”

  “Actually, you did.” John turned the ignition off, turning toward him. “You told me everything the last time you were at my place after I gave you a hit.”

  Danny sank back into his seat. He didn’t remember telling his dealer at all, but anything was possible when he was high. Had he told him about killing his father and stepmom? Or that he was hell-bent on killing his perfect bitch of a stepsister?

  “Tell me what I told you.”

  He listened with half an ear. The voices in his head were going crazy, insisting that John was out to get him and take his money.

  You need to kill him.

  He only wants your money.

  He’s going to steal everything.

  Danny wondered why John hadn’t already handed him in to the cops. From what John had said, he did indeed know everything he’d done. Maybe it was a blessing. Maybe he could use the bastard to drive him around so he could find the cunt.

  Once he was the sole heir to his father’s estate and money, he’d kill the bastard.

  Danny smiled at John, loving the absolute power of having the fucker in his control even if he didn’t know it. He’d play the game to get what he wanted, what he deserved, and then he’d eliminate the prick.

  He was holding all the cards.

  Danny clutched his head when the voice grew louder, more insistent.

  Kill him now.

  He’s playing you.

  He needs to die.

  * * * *

  “So, who’s coming to work with me today?” Shyann asked as she entered the kitchen. She’d decided to dress for confidence this morning. She smoothed down the blue skirt to the suit she was wearing. The jacket she was holding matched, and she’d teamed it up with a white blouse and white heeled pumps.

  “I am,” Raiden said in a raspy voice as he walked toward her. “You look gorgeous, baby.”

  “Good enough to eat,” Brigg said as he eyed her body over.

  “If we had time, I’d strip you out of that sexy outfit and fuck you on the table.” Tane took a step closer.

  Shyann held her hand up to stop Tane from coming any closer. “As much as I want to make love with you all, I don’t have the time.”

  “You’ll make time for some breakfast, baby,” Raiden stated firmly as he took her suit jacket from her hand before guiding her to the table. He draped her jacket over the back of one of the spare chairs and grabbed her purse, setting it on a stool before seating her.

  “What do you feel like eating, darlin’?” Brigg asked. “I’ve cooked some scrambled eggs and bacon.”

  “Just some toast, please.”

  “You need more than that, sweetness.” Tane frowned down at her as he placed a steaming mug of coffee on the table. “You’ve got a big day ahead.”

  Shyann placed her hand on her nervous stomach as she shook her head. Her insides were roiling, and she didn’t want to exacerbate her unsettled belly by filling it with heavy food.

  “What’s wrong, baby?” Raiden asked as he sat beside her. He lifted her hand from her tummy, laced their fingers together, and kissed the back of it.

  “I’m nervous. I don’t think it would be a good idea to eat too much. I don’t want to have to race away while serving people to toss my cookies.”

  Raiden scooted his seat closer to her without releasing her hand. “You’ve got nothing to be nervous about, Shyann. Didn’t you tell us you used to work
in a library before moving here?”

  She nodded.

  “You set the Slick Rock library up. You know where everything is,” Tane said. “You’ll be fine, sweetness.”

  “Raiden and Tane are right, darlin’. You’re going to knock ’em all dead.” Brigg bent over, kissing her on the cheek as he put some toast in front of her.

  “Thanks. I hope you’re right.”

  The others took their seats, talking as they ate about everyday things. Their light conversation helped settle her nerves somewhat. She only managed to eat one piece of toast with blackberry jelly, but it felt like lead in her stomach, so she pushed the plate away and sipped her coffee. Once she was finished she picked up her dishes, intending to take them into the kitchen to rinse them and put them in the dishwasher.

  Raiden shoved to his feet, taking the plate and mug from her. “Leave them, baby. Tane and Brigg will clean up. Why don’t you go and do what you have to, and then we’ll leave?”

  “Okay.” Shyann hurried toward the bedrooms. She brushed her teeth again, eying herself in the mirror to make sure her hair was in place, drew a deep breath, and walked toward the kitchen again.

  Raiden was waiting in the entrance with her jacket and purse. Brigg and Tane were with him.

  Brigg clasped her hand, tugging her into his arms. He hugged her tightly, caressing a hand up and down her back. “You’re going to have a great day, darlin’. How could you not when you’ll be doing something you love so much?”

  She smiled up at him, the anxiety in her stomach lessening. “You’re right. Thanks.”

  Brigg nodded, leaned down, and kissed her passionately.

  Shyann was breathless when he’d finished. He clasped her shoulders, turning her toward Tane.

  “Brigg and I will see you later, sweetness. We’re going to do the grocery shopping this morning, but later today we’ll call in and sign up for a library card.” Tane pulled her into his arms, grasped her chin, and slanted his mouth over hers.