“Thrust into her. Claim her then I’m next,” Cassius said and that was it. Beretta began to match both Raven and Harley’s thrusts.
“There, baby. I’m there,” Harley said and he came in her mouth. Emerson swallowed and then cried out her release.
“Oh please. Oh my God, I feel something,” she said and Raven cursed then came in her ass.
“Me,” Cassius said and Raven pulled out and then Cassius took his place. He eased his cock into her asshole while Emerson moaned and rocked her ass and cunt.
“More. Oh please, I need more,” she said.
“Oh yeah, she was made for us. This is meant to be. It’s perfect,” Cassius said. He and Beretta began to thrust harder, deeper, faster until all three of them came at once. She collapsed to Beretta’s chest. Beretta held her close and caressed her as Cassius pulled out of her ass. He lowered down and kissed her skin and she moaned.
“Are you okay?” Raven asked her, as he cupped her cheek and caressed her skin.
“Yes. Oh God, that was wild,” she said.
Raven grunted. “You’ll be the death of me, woman. You’re fucking incredible. Thank you for trusting us with that,” he told her.
Emerson lifted up as Harley came over with a washcloth and towel and Beretta rolled her to her back. “Just promise me you’ll never leave me? That it will always feel like this?” she said.
“We promise,” Beretta said and kissed her forehead. Then his brothers did the same. As they cleaned her up and tucked her between Beretta and Raven, Emerson fell asleep, and he looked at his brothers.
“I love her,” he whispered.
“I love her, too,” Harley said.
“I think it’s safe to say we all do,” Cassius added.
“We are going to drive her crazy. You know that, right? I mean right now I don’t want her out of my sight, or out of our bed. Jesus, she works at a fucking bar,” Raven said, all pissed off.
“Calm down, we’ll adjust. It will work if we’re honest and don’t suffocate her,” Harley said to him.
“You didn’t sink your cock in her ass. Do that, and then tell me about suffocation,” Raven said and they chuckled.
“Let her get some rest. We’ll take time in the day to talk with Kane. Then we’ll probably feel a little more at ease,” Cassius told them as he walked over to the table and turned off the lights.
“I don’t know about that, bro. I was thinking more in the lines of a leash, or tattoo with our name on her,” Beretta said.
“That won’t go over well at all,” Harley said.
“Which part, the leash or tattoo?” Beretta asked and they chuckled.
“She’s ours. We made love to her together. Let’s focus on that,” Cassius told them and they all got silent as they snuggled up around Emerson. Beretta felt content, at ease. It was like life didn’t exist before Emerson, nor did the feelings of loving someone so much.
Chapter 7
Deputy Frank Forest kept his eyes glued to Felecia’s body. They were all at the warehouse, Pete, Blake, Terrence, Matt, and Scott.
“What’s the cut for this delivery?” Blake asked Frank.
“It’s a little more complicated because the drop off is a hotel. Our buyer is staying there and is more interested in convenience than anything else. I got a hold of a pass for delivery. You just bring the box truck around back to the delivery entrance, the fourth door. It has a number 4 actually above the metal slide up. You get in and out in fifteen minutes because then the next truck comes and takes the stuff away.”
“Why something so complicated? Why not just meet and do the switch in some parking lot at night?” Felecia asked with attitude.
“Did we fucking ask you?” Pete snapped at her.
Blake gave her a dirty look. He couldn’t stand the bitch either and didn’t know why she was here. She was nothing but a whore. It may be time to get rid of her, Blake thought. But then he saw the way the deputy eyed her over and gave a soft smile as he stroked her cheek. “That’s a great idea sweetie, however, like I mentioned, this buyer wants the goods delivered where he wants them and for his convenience.”
Frank looked at them. “This is a big fucking delivery and we can’t afford any screw-ups, Blake.”
“We got it, Frank. We’ll handle it accordingly,” Blake said and then reached his hand out to shake Frank’s. As they ended their meeting and started walking away, Blake heard Felecia laugh and then the deputy said something to her. She blushed and flirted with him. Blake thought about Emerson once again. He wanted her back. No one was able to take her place. He tried.
“We heading out after this delivery or what?” Matt asked.
“Not in the mood,” Blake said to him.
“Don’t let that bitch piss you off. Between Pete and her, Frank will keep setting up these deals and helping us make money,” Matt said to him.
“Whatever. Let’s head home,” Blake said and off they went.
* * * *
“Oh, Frank!” Felecia gasped as Frank shoved down her panties and thrust into her as he held her against the wall in her bedroom. He followed her home, and she knew he wanted her. Fuck Blake and his buddies, and Pete, too. They were hung up on Emerson. On her body, her sweetness and unwillingness to fuck.
“Baby, you are incredible, and you know a man of power when you see one,” he said and thrust harder into her.
“You are powerful, and so damn sexy. I love a man in uniform, Frank, but man, you have got to be the finest one ever.”
“Fuck,” he said and continued to stroke into her body. When he finally came, she pretended to orgasm. He picked her up and dropped her onto the bed. She lay there naked, watching him step into his uniform pants. As he put on his shirt and looked at her dresser, he saw the picture of her, Emerson and their mom. It was old and she hated it. She hated Emerson.
He picked up the picture. “Damn, Emerson has your mamma’s eyes, huh?” he asked and she instantly felt pissed off. Another man wanted her sister over her? Thought her sister was prettier, sexier than her? “Where did she go anyway?” he asked and put the picture down and then looked at her lying there naked.
“I don’t know and I don’t care. She thinks she’s better than everyone else.”
“I don’t know, what little I spoke to her she seemed sweet.”
She jumped up and sat on the edge of the bed, reached to the floor for her dress and started pulling it on. “She isn’t sweet. Everyone always describes her as sweet and sexy,” she snapped and stood up.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her against him. “She is sweet and sexy. You’re sexy, too. You behave, and I’ll take care of you. Drop you some money and some other shit. Maybe you can do a little side work for me, baby?” he asked and squeezed her ass. She smiled at him.
“Side work?”
“Yeah, but on the down low. Don’t want to piss off Pete and Blake, even though I know they won’t be interested in this. The money is light, like a few grand.”
“A few grand a few times a month can keep me fed.”
He chuckled and stroked her lips as he slid a finger over the crack of her ass. “I bet it could. I’ll come back later tonight if you’re going to be here.”
“I’ll be here for you, Deputy Forest.”
He pressed along her asshole. “Make sure to pick up some lube. I got some things in mind, and I know you’re willing and ready to get a little wild with me.”
She chuckled. “You bet I am.”
He gave her ass a smack and then pulled back and continued to get dressed. “See you tonight.” He winked and then left and she smirked to herself. Looks like I’ll be making a little extra money after all.
* * * *
“Do you have to go tonight?” Harley asked her as he held Emerson in his arms after she changed when she got home from work. She was wearing a short flair skirt, ankle length cowgirl boots and a top that accentuated her breasts and revealed a bit of her deep cleavage. She looked sexy, with her long brown hair flowing.
She hugged him but locked gazes with Raven then Beretta and Cassius.
“I made these plans before we started dating,” she told him.
Harley slid his palm along her ass and under it. “This is too sexy of an outfit.”
She gave his chest a light slap. “Now come on, it’s pretty conservative,” she said and then stepped back and ran her hands along her skirt.
Raven pulled her into his arms next and kissed her. He was thorough, and even lifted her skirt so they could see her perfectly round ass. An ass Harley fucked only a half hour ago. “Raven,” she scolded and she turned in his arms and he wrapped one strong arm around her midsection as he pressed his chin over her shoulder.
“I love you, baby, and I don’t want you out of my sight where I can’t protect you.”
“It’s a concert, Raven. I love you too and I promise to spend the next few days showing you all how much,” she said and smiled.
“You’re working Wednesday,” Beretta said with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
“I’ll get some sleep tomorrow and then be good to go. On Wednesday I only have to work five hours. No big deal. I’ll be back after lunch time,” she said and then they heard the music and a vehicle pull up outside. “That must be the ladies,” she said and then walked over to the mirror to fix her lip gloss.
Harley looked at his brothers and they were not happy. Cassius glanced at his cell phone, then he stepped closer to Emerson as Beretta opened the door for the ladies and they greeted them.
* * * *
Emerson didn’t really want to go but she promised her friends she would go. Plus she was trying to prove to them all, including herself, that this relationship was special, and there was trust and a commitment, as well.
“I want you to be careful. Any trouble and you call us.”
“Cassius, it’s a concert. There won’t be any trouble and my friends and I are going together, hanging out together and coming home together,” she told him.
“We sure are,” Faith said and smiled wide. Faith, Genesis, Candice, and Leeann were with them.
“Come on. We’ll take good care of her, don’t worry,” Genesis said and took Emerson’s hand.
The men followed them outside to the Jeep Cherokee that Leeann was driving. Emerson gave a wave and she could tell they weren’t pleased. Her men were older, were soldiers and definitely the protective, possessive types. “Don’t look sad. You’ll be back home and in bed with them before you know it,” Genesis teased. They turned up the radio and started laughing and singing along. So why did she have such an uneasy feeling in her gut?
* * * *
They were all at the bar drinking. The delivery of drugs was a success. They got into the dance hall. The place was so fucking crowded it was insane. Blake took another slug from his bottle of Bud Light when his eyes landed on a group of women dancing. The long brown hair, the sexy ass and toned thighs, were all appealing to him.
As she turned he shot up off the stool.
“What is it?” Matt asked, and he knew that all of them were looking where he was looking.
“Oh my God, look at her,” Scott said.
Blake swallowed hard. As a few guys approached her and her friends, they blew them off and then started to head off the dance floor and toward the other area near the bar.
“I’m going to go talk to her,” Blake said. One glance at his buddies, as well as Pete and a few of the guys, and they looked interested. It pissed him off.
“We should all go over,” Terrence said to him.
“No, let me. The best way to handle her is to find out where she lives, what she’s been up to, and then plan on taking action. I thought about this a lot. She belongs with us, that’s fucking final.” He reached for his bottle of beer and finished it off then his buddies gave him nods and he headed over toward Emerson and her friends. God damn, she was hot and sweet looking. She would be his and in his bed soon enough and with his team, too.
* * * *
Emerson was taking a sip from her drink when Leeann’s eyes widened and she looked over at someone behind her. All her friends seemed to find something interesting as they had been checking out guys all night, except for her. Emerson missed her men.
“Emerson.”
When she heard the familiar voice she turned around and then took a step back. It was crowded and Blake took advantage of that and stepped closer to her. He looked her over and licked his lips. “I can’t believe you’re here. It’s been forever,” he said to her.
“Who are you?” Genesis asked him.
He looked at her and had that look in his eyes. Emerson was immediately concerned for her friend’s well-being. “I’m a good friend of Emerson’s. We go way back. Ain’t that right, honey?” he asked and reached out to stroke her hip.
She pushed his hand away. “Not old friends. I have nothing to say to you, Blake. I told you that the last time we saw one another.”
“Blake? This is the guy?” Faith asked and now her friends looked pissed off.
“Listen, I didn’t come over here to cause any trouble. Can I have a minute?” he asked her.
“She’s taken,” Leeann snapped at him and Blake narrowed his eyes at Leeann and then looked at Emerson and eyed her over.
“Leeann, it’s fine. You guys get the drinks and I’ll let Blake say what he needs to and then he can leave,” she said, feeling confident that he wouldn’t try anything. Cassius alone with his connections in law enforcement would destroy Blake. Thinking of him and the others made her feel guilty. She didn’t know why. She wasn’t doing anything wrong. They did warn her about going out tonight, and they expressed their displeasure in it.
Blake stepped closer as her friends ordered drinks right next to her. She glanced at Genesis, who was keeping close watch. Blake backed her in against the bar. He placed his hand on the bar behind her and she tightened up. She had to tilt her head back almost as far as she had to do when she was this close to one of her men, except they were a couple of inches taller.
“Where have you been? Where did you move to?” Blake asked her.
“Step back,” she said to him.
He didn’t move. He took a deep breath and exhaled through his nostrils. Nothing changed about this man. He still expected her to comply, to heed his demands, to just accept his orders, his hands on her. “Baby, come on. I’m trying to be civilized here and have a conversation with you.”
“Don’t call me, baby, Blake. You lost that right to speak to me after what you did. Now I don’t really want to talk to you. I really don’t have anything to say.”
“I fucked up. I know I did. You were the best thing that ever happened to me and I made a fucking mistake, Emerson. A mistake I want to fix.” He reached up and cupped her cheek.
She pushed against his chest and turned. “Don’t,” she said.
He pulled her into his arms and held her tight. Her friends told him to let go of her as he whispered into her ear. “I’ll find you, and I’ll take you back, whether you come willingly or not.”
“She has boyfriends, you asshole, and one of them is a Texas Ranger,” she heard Faith yell at him.
He suckled against her neck and squeezed her ass as he slowly pulled back. “You’re screwing some guy?”
She wiped her neck and ear and the tears spilled from her eyes. “It’s none of your business, Blake. You and I were through a year ago when you screwed my sister. Don’t ever threaten me again,” she screamed at him and her friends pulled her away and they headed toward the door.
“What did he say to you? What did he do?” Leeann asked her.
“We should call your men. Call Cassius,” Genesis said.
“No. He’s working and has enough on his mind. Blake won’t bother me again. Now that he knows I moved on, he won’t try to find me. Oh God. I can’t stop shaking.”
Faith hugged her tight. “You have a red mark on your neck by your ear. I think you’re going to have to call your men,” Faith said to her.
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Emerson reached up to touch where the ache was. Where Blake had sucked and nipped her neck as he threatened her and squeezed her ass, hard. She started to cry more, and could see Blake with Terrence, Matt, and Scott, as well as Pete and a few of the other guys. Now they all looked at her with daggers in their eyes. He told them she was seeing someone. That she refused to accept him or them in her bed.
“Let’s go. I think we should go right now,” she said and they agreed, as they headed through the crowd and out the back door.
* * * *
“You were good, Felecia. Really good,” Frank said to her as he massaged her ass and she lay on her belly. She wasn’t moving. She was moaning a little. He had been kind of rough, but she was pretty much a fucking whore. Lots of guys did her, so he didn’t feel bad at all. He heard his cell phone ringing and reached over her to grab his phone. “Yo,” he answered and listened to one of his inside people. He sat up as the words feds and investigation shocked him. He jumped up and started getting dressed. “How bad? What about the stuff at the warehouse? Do they know about that?”
As his source said no, Felecia started getting up. “Where are you going? I’ll be okay. I just need a few minutes.”
He spoke into the phone. I’ll be there shortly. We need to get rid of that shit. If a bust happens, we’re done for,” he said and ended the call.
“Frank.”
“Shut the fuck up. We got fucking problems,” he said and as he started to head out the bedroom door with Felecia following him and only wearing a shirt he went to scream at her. “I’m going. I got shit to do.”
The front door burst open and his eyes widened. “You two fucking assholes. It’s your fault. Your fault bitch Emerson is fucking some other guy!”
“What are you doing here, man? We got bigger fucking problems. Cops investigating. I’m heading to the warehouse.”
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