He headed out of the room and saw Lauren standing there looking at the gun on the counter. It was empty, he knew, and she stared at it as his brothers tried to calm her and see that she needed to just start with holding it. She needed to learn how to use it, shoot it, and be more confident in case anyone tried to hurt her when they were gone and she was unprotected by them.
The flared skirt hit her mid thighs, and the black sweater hugged her body and landed right at her trim waist. When she lifted her arm and hand to run fingers through her hair, he saw her skin. She was feminine, delicate, and she wouldn’t survive against men like Pachessa and Lambert assaulting her.
He didn’t think. He reacted out of fear.
He stormed into the room. “Grab the gun. Just pick it up and hold it.”
His brothers squinted, and he focused on Lauren.
“Panther?” she questioned, and he shook his head. “No. You listen, and you do it now. Pick it up.”
“Panther, what’s going on? What’s wrong?” Mink asked him.
Panther moved in behind her and kept one arm wrapped snug around her narrow waist. He instantly felt protective of her, of her femininity and size. She wouldn’t have a chance against any soldiers, any men like Pachessa and his shitty killers. He grabbed her hand and placed it on the gun.
“Panther,” she said, voice cracking.
“You do it. You hold it in your hand and you feel the power it has. One bullet, one pull on the trigger, if it is ever necessary, and you pull it. You understand me?” he questioned, his mouth against her hair and ear, his breathing deep, hard against her, as well as the arm he kept snug around her waist. She was shaking, but she listened, and she picked it up, held it how his brothers must have demonstrated. “Point it toward the window, and you remember. Do. Not. Hesitate. If you lift and point that gun, you follow through or it could mean dying.”
He didn’t dare look at his brothers. At this point he knew they knew something was up.
She pointed, hand shaking.
“Steady,” he ordered through clenched teeth. “Now pull the trigger.”
She did.
“Good. Now press the button on the left. That’s the safety. Then put it down,” He ordered, and she did it.
He caressed her hands and whispered into her ear. “On the count of three, you pick it up, hit the release on the lock, point, and shoot.”
“Panther?”
“One, two, three,” he said, ignoring her trying to stop him, and she did it. She did as he said.
“Again. Do it again,” he demanded. And she did. She did it four more times.
“We go out to the range after we eat and you try live ammo. Now come here.” He took her hand and dragged her into the living room.
“Stand here,” he said, and she did. He looked at her. “What do you do if someone comes straight at ya?” he asked, his brothers gathered around them.
She shook her head. “I don’t know what you—”
He charged her, grabbed her, and had her down on the ground, his hand over her throat. Tears filled her eyes, and it bothered him, but he was so scared. So worried about her he had to train her with whatever he could. He needed to get control here. He lifted up, yanked her back up, and placed her into positon.
“When I come at you this time, you counter my move. Either with a strike to my neck or a knee to my crotch. You do something other than stand there and be defeated and weak,” he said, raising his voice.
“Panther?” Steve said.
“No!” he yelled and pointed for Steve to remain where he was. “She will obey the orders, learn something, some way of defending herself.” He then turned to look at her and saw fear.
He went at her again, and she moved her arm, but he once again had her on the ground, and he slammed his hand down hard. “Focus, goddamn it. Focus!” he yelled at her.
“Panther, you’re scaring her. What the hell is going on?” Eddie now asked. He glared at them, and they immediately knew he was in commander mode.
“Now, do something this time.”
When he came at her, tears in her eyes, her face red, her sweater lifted, she punched him in the face as she lifted her knee and hit him in the gut. He gasped, and then she smacked him, and he had to grab her around her body, locking her arms as she cried and screamed.
“Asshole!” she yelled, and he brought her down to the rug, hugged her close, and caressed her hair, realizing what the hell he was doing.
She was shaking, and when he released her lips, he stared into her eyes. “Remember everything. Every fucking thing we went over. Follow your gut and know how much my men and I love you.”
Her eyes widened, and then he lowered down to kiss her. He pressed his hand up her thigh to her panties and pulled them down then maneuvered between her legs and stroked his fingers into her cunt as he plunged his tongue into her mouth. She ran her fingers through his hair, and he absorbed having her underneath him, her hands on him, and then thought about nothing but making love to her with his brothers.
He lifted up, and she stared at him.
“I need you. You’re my everything,” he said to her.
“Take me then. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m yours, Panther, always.”
He pulled his fingers from her cunt, then lifted her sweater up over her head, and then pulled down her skirt, and he stood up to take his pants off.
“Take off your bra,” he ordered as he quickly got undressed and glanced at his team, who all sat around them watching, knowing something was up.
“Arms above your head, legs wide open, offering me every part of you because you belong to us.”
She did it. Slowly she parted her thighs as she raised her arms above her head.
He knelt down between her legs, trailed his pointer from her mouth to her chin and over each breast and nipple, making her moan and causing the nipples to harden. Then to her belly and to her glistening cunt.
“You’re so damn beautiful and all ours.”
He looked to the right, and there was Steve, holding a tube of lube and completely naked. The others were, too. She glanced at them.
“Oh God. Oh.” She moaned and came, just like that. Just from looking at them and taking his orders.
“That’s right. You know I’m the leader of this family and what I say goes. Right?” he asked and slid his finger into her cunt.
“Yes. Oh God, yes, Panther.” She lifted her hips to his slow finger thrusts.
He watched her and felt his dick harden. “No other men but us ever, ever.”
“Yes,” she replied, so obedient.
He lowered down to suckle on her breast and then back up to nip her lips as he stroked fingers into her cunt.
“Tell me where you need my cock most.” He nipped her chin.
“Everywhere, Panther. Everywhere.”
He smirked. “I can do that, and then we’ll fill you up and make love to you together, fuck you in every hole together. How does that sound?” he asked as he climbed up to her mouth, pulled his fingers from her cunt, and brought his cock to her lips as he hung over her.
She ate at his cock hungrily. He pressed up and down, his cock in her mouth, his hands over her hands as he did a push-up style thrust above her, being sure to feed her his cock as he pressed up and down.
He pulled out and slid back down her body, kissed her mouth, and ran his hands down her hips to her thighs, spreading them.
“Mine,” he said and slid his cock into her cunt as he lifted her thighs over his thighs. Her hands came up, and he shook his head. “You asked for every hole, and that’s what I plan to do.”
He began to thrust into her harder, faster as he held her wrists above her head with one hand and cupped her breast with the other. She was coming like a faucet when he pulled out, flipped her onto her belly, and then lifted her to all fours. He licked her from cunt to anus, tasting her cream, spreading it over her asshole before he aligned his cock with her asshole and shoved into her. She cried out another rel
ease.
“Join us. Take our woman together. Every fucking hole over and over again until she knows she belongs to us and is part of us forever, no matter what,” he ordered.
His men joined in. Panther pulled out of her pussy. He paused as Eddie got underneath her and she lowered her pussy over Eddie, gripped his shoulders, and rode him.
“Here,” Steve said and passed the tube of lube to Panther.
“Something tells me we’re all going to need to take her in every hole several times tonight. We don’t want her feeling any pain,” Steve said, and Panther nodded.
He slid lube into her ass as she rocked her pussy over Eddie’s cock and Mink brought his cock to her mouth. Panther slid back in, and now all three of them were fucking her in every hole. He locked gazes with Mink, who nodded, no words needing to be said, and then as he leaned over her back and fucked her good and deep in the ass, Panther locked gazes with Eddie, who squinted and nodded as he rocked upward. They got it. They knew something dangerous and bad was coming, but she would be their reason for getting back here. She would be protected while they were gone. Lauren was their everything.
He thrust and thrust until he finally came in her ass. He had stroked into her until the feelings of fear somewhat subsided with the feel of his hands on her, his cock deep in her ass, and his brothers making love to her together. As he eased out and leaned back against the couch watching, Steve took his place, kissed her bare shoulder, and whispered to her in a loving, compassionate manner before he slid his cock into her asshole and began to thrust. The sight, the sounds, the unity between the five of them was combustible. His heart soared and ached at the same time. He loved and felt fear together and this dreadful feeling that they might never see Lauren again, get to love her like this together again, began to loom in the back of his mind. They needed to hold on to whatever time they could tonight and possess her in every way possible.
They weren’t letting her go so soon. Dinner might not even happen, as thoughts of loving her all over again started to arouse his cock and ease his mind, knowing she would be a part of him forever.
* * * *
Lauren couldn’t move. Mink had picked her up and put her onto the couch after they cleaned her up with washcloths and a towel. Everything felt so relaxed, yet her nipples hard. As she thought about the many times they’d made love, her pussy clenched. The sight of Panther and how creative he was loving her filled her thoughts. The way he loomed over her and thrust his cock into her mouth while doing a push-up motion, showing off all those sexy muscles and the tattoo, was wild. She felt so naughty and desirable, but she wasn’t stupid. Something was going on. Something was coming, and it was confirmed as they left her in here to rest while they talked in the other room. As she started to worry that they might not come back and maybe she needed to get dressed, she sat up. She reached for her bra.
“Don’t,” Eddie said, his expression harsh, firm, and a moment later, he was kneeling on the rug, pulling her against his chest and between his legs and kissed her. He caressed his palms along her thighs to her ass and squeezed her to him. He released her lips and suckled against her neck. She ran her fingers through his hair then cupped his cheeks and held his gaze.
“Eddie?”
He shook his head. “Panther will explain.”
She felt the lump in her chest. Yes, something was wrong. Tears filled her eyes, and he licked his lips and lowered his mouth to her breast. She held on to his large, muscular shoulders and traced that tattoo on his neck she found to be so sexy, and then her eyes landed on the others. All three men entered the room, wearing only jeans, looking as somber, angry, and serious as Eddie had and as Panther had earlier.
Edie moved his arms and hands up under her arms and to her shoulders as he sucked her breast and locked her in. He then started to pull back to the rug, and she landed on top of him, lifted up as he pulled on her nipple.
“Eddie.”
“Eddie, we need to talk to her now and tell her,” Panther said, and Eddie slowly released her breast and then slapped her ass and gripped her there.
He nodded toward Panther. Steve offered her his hand, and she gave it to him. He lifted her up, and then Mink gave her the throw blanket and she wrapped it around herself then sat down on the couch. Eddie sat on the rug in front of her, and Steve, Mink, and Panther stood there.
“There’s something important we need to discuss with you. First of all, I spoke with Spartan and confirmed that we want to officially be your guardians.” Her eyes widened.
“We hope that you want to be our woman and accept this.”
She smiled. “Yes, of course I do.” She reached down and stroked Eddie’s cheek. So this was what all the seriousness was about?
“There’s something we need to do. We have to go on a mission first thing in the morning,” Panther said, and her heart, that happy feeling at him stating they were claiming guardianship just lessened.
“What?”
“It’s an emergency situation, and we have no choice.”
“But you just said you claimed guardianship of me. Aren’t we supposed to see Spartan and then Cesar? Celebrate with our family and friends?”
“We will celebrate when we return,” Steve said. “It’s bad timing, but we want to ensure that while we’re gone you have the full protection of not only the local law enforcement but all members of Sons of Justice,” Mink told her firmly.
“Why would I need that? What type of mission is this? How long will you be gone? Is it dangerous? What aren’t you telling me?” Tears filled her eyes, and her gut clenched with worry and fear.
“We don’t know how long we’ll be gone, baby,” Eddie began to explain.
“You will ask no questions. As the claimed woman of our team, of members of Sons of Justice, you will accept the orders, not ask questions, and do what is expected of you.” Panther got all serious.
“What is expected of me?” she asked, seriously concerned now. Her cousin hadn’t indicated that there were so many rules or that things were expected. Like what?
“You will be sure to be alert and aware of what is going on around you at all times. This is a precaution, even though there are men who will be keeping eyes on you now that you belong to us,” Panther said.
“Okay.” She knew that the men watched over all women and children in Repose, and that Sons of Justice women were watched over by their soldiers, too.
“You will be sure to follow your gut, call Spartan or Finlin immediately if you feel unsafe or as if you could be in potential danger because we aren’t here to respond and help you,” Eddie said to her.
“Okay.” She watched them. She would miss them terribly, and she would fear for their safety.
“You will be sure to prepare to be well loved and ready for us as soon as we return,” Steve said to her, and she smiled.
“No problem there. I’ll miss you, and I’ll worry,” she said, voice cracking. Panther stepped forward and cupped her cheek.
“We will do everything in our power to alleviate the situation and get back to you in one piece.” He pressed his lips to hers, and when he pulled back, she held his hands.
“When do I need to leave to go home so you can prepare?”
All four men looked surprised but proud of her response. She felt it.
“We need to be briefed by Spartan and on a plane by five a.m.,” Mink told her.
She took his hand and looked at his military watch.
“Well then, I think you all need to feed me and take me back to bed for the next two hours if that will give you enough time.”
“Oh really?” Eddie asked, sliding his palm over her ass as Panther slid his hand under her hair at the base of her head.
“Yup.”
“I’ll get things heated up,” Mink said.
“We’ll get Lauren heated up,” Panther said and then kissed her mouth as Eddie slid fingers up into her cunt from behind, and she wondered if they would even manage to eat dinner or just feast on her inste
ad. She was fine with that. She loved them.
Chapter Eight
Lauren spent the first night crying. She was scared and worried about her men and couldn’t stop thinking morbid thoughts, and then Thylane stopped over to talk to her. She told her all about the last night making love to her men and how when Panther found out that they would have to leave he was so worried about her abilities and learning how to shoot and to defend herself, so Thylane suggested that she continue to learn how to shoot and get instruction at the shooting range and perhaps take some martial arts self-defense courses on the campgrounds.
“Your men will be so proud and impressed when they return home to you and you show them what you’ve learned and have been practicing,” Thylane had said, and so she took her first lesson.
As she drove her car away from the range and toward the park and lake to pick up her sister Avana, she thought about her men and hoped that they were safe. She hated that she couldn’t find out anything or ask questions. Being the woman of soldiers sucked, that was for sure. Well, not entirely. Just this part. Missing them, being apart, worrying about the danger they were in. She didn’t even know where they were. Not what country, what type of mission it was, or if they would get shot at, and she thought about Steve’s scars. Although he never told her what actually had happened, it seemed he was affected by it and it had been recent. She worried about his state of mind and wondered if it were too soon to go on another mission if he’d nearly died on the last one. Of course, that led her to worrying more and now reprimanding herself as to why she suddenly thought she could understand the minds of soldiers. Jesus, she was losing it.
She pulled along the long, empty road before the park and to the lake where she had left her sister an hour ago. The parking lot was to the right and pretty empty. The she saw her sister walking toward the car.
“Hey.” She waved, and then Avana got into the car.
“What’s going on? How was it?” Avana asked.
“It was good. I felt pretty capable of handling things. We’ll see though.”
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