Heal Me [Club of Dominance 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  “Do you think they are after me?”

  Nate reached for her fisted hand and then clasped it in hers. “We’re not sure, baby, but we won’t let anything happen to you.”

  “You can’t make a promise like that.” Kara took another sip of her tea and sighed at how good the moisture and honey felt sliding down her sore throat.

  “You aren’t going to leave our side, honey. Whoever is doing this will have to go through us to get to you.” Nixon rubbed her arm and shoulder.

  Kara felt bad at what Nixon had just said. She was in love with them and didn’t want anything happening to either of them because of her. She tried to remember if she had pissed anyone off but she couldn’t think of anyone. She’d spent most of her life alone and keeping other people at an arm’s length. The only real friend she had was Emma.

  “It has to be about you,” Kara finally said and blushed when all the men looked at her.

  “Why do you say that?”

  “Emma is my only friend.” Kara’s face got hotter.

  “What about a previous job, boyfriend, or lover?” Carlos asked.

  “When I worked at the insurance agency I always helped my customers and worked hard for them to get the best possible deal or return on any claims. And I’ve never had a boyfriend before Nate and Nixon.”

  The men fell quiet again and Kara knew they were thinking. She started yawning again and could barely keep her eyes open. She didn’t protest when Nate lifted her from the chair and started carrying her out of the room. Nor did she complain when he stripped her down until she was naked and placed her into bed before climbing in after her. She pressed her back against his naked body and let sleep claim her.

  * * * *

  Kara moaned as a tongue laved over her clit and one of her nipples was sucked into a warm, wet mouth. She arched her hips up and groaned when two fingers were pressed into her pussy and began to stroke in and out.

  Her eyes fluttered open and stared into Nixon’s eyes just before he leaned down to kiss her. She whimpered and then she was kissing him back hungrily. His mouth slanted over hers again and again until finally she had to break the kiss to gasp for air.

  Nixon cupped her cheek and kissed her forehead. “Morning, honey. How’s the throat?”

  “Good.” Kara moaned her answer when Nate sucked her clit into his mouth then she whimpered in frustration when he lifted his head from between her thighs.

  “Your lungs are clear, baby. I checked them before you woke up.”

  How he could talk about her health when she was so horny, she had no clue. She reached out and for him and was surprised and pleased that he crawled up her body and covered hers with his. He kissed her lightly on the lips but then he kissed her more deeply until they were both eating at each other’s mouths hungrily.

  “I need you, baby. We both do. We were so scared last night.” Nate stared deeply into her eyes after finishing the kiss.

  Kara nodded. She needed them, too. She wanted to feel both of them moving inside her, over her, touching and kissing her any way they could.

  Nate aligned his cock with her cunt and slowly began to push inside. When he was buried in her balls-deep, he moved until he was on his knees between her splayed thighs. Nixon bent over her and sucked on one of her hard, achy nipples while tweaking and plucking at the other with his thumb and finger.

  Kara mewled when Nate drew his cock out to the tip and then surged back in. With every rock of his hips, he increased the pace of his thrusts until their bodies slapped together. He knew just where to press and shifted until the crown of his hard rod glided over that special spot inside her. The pressure began to build quickly and before she knew it she was racing toward completion. She looked into Nate’s eyes and saw by the glazed passion there and his heavy breathing that he was with her every step of the way. Nixon must have seen how close she was, too, because all of a sudden he bit down lightly on her nipple while squeezing the other.

  Kara screamed as her internal walls rippled and then they clamped down on Nate’s cock before releasing, only to clench and then release again. Nate pumped into her three more times before he growled low in his throat and froze deep inside her. She felt every jerk and spasm of his cock as he climaxed inside her and sent her up over the edge again.

  Nixon moved aside just as Nate came down on top of her and cuddled her close, but she was grateful he didn’t put all his weight on her. After a few minutes he kissed her tenderly on the mouth and eased his cock from her body before heading toward the bathroom. He was back moments later with a warm washcloth and wiped her clean. Kara was too satiated to care about the intimacy of that action.

  She opened her eyes, which she hadn’t realized she’d closed, when Nixon stroked a finger down her cheek. “How are you feeling, honey?”

  “Wonderful.”

  “Are you sore?”

  “No.”

  “I need you, too, Kara. Will you let me love you?”

  “Yes.” Kara reached for him at the same time he reached for her and then he was kissing rapaciously. She was astounded that her just-satisfied libido began to fire up again so quickly, but she knew it was because she loved these two men and couldn’t get enough of them.

  Nixon slowed the kiss and then he lifted his head as he shifted away from her.

  “On your hands and knees, sub.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Kara hurriedly scrambled to do his bidding and got to her hands and knees.

  “Look at the sexy ass, Nate. I can’t wait until I can fuck it.”

  Kara shivered at the huskiness and lust she could hear in Nixon’s voice and she moaned when he ran a finger through her wet folds and then brought it back to caress over her rosette.

  “So fucking wet. I have to have you now, honey.” Nixon moved up close behind her and gripped her hips and aligned his cock with her pussy. He surged into her with one slow, hard thrust.

  He leaned over her back, wrapped an arm around her hips, and began shuttling his dick in and out of her vagina hard, deep, and fast. The friction from his surging cock was almost too much pleasure to bear, but nowhere near enough. She sobbed and gasped with pleasure each time he rammed into her, the tip of his penis bumping into her cervix.

  Molten lava spread through her veins, heating her blood. And then Nate was beneath her sucking on her nipples alternately. She cried out at the bliss of having two men touching her, loving her, and raced toward the volcanic eruption so close to the surface.

  The arm Nixon had around her hips moved and then his finger was tapping on her clit and a finger from his other hand was pushing into her ass. That was all it took to make her detonate.

  Kara opened her mouth on a breathless cry as her body went into paroxysms of rapture. Her whole body shook and quaked as her cunt muscles seized around Nix’s cock only to release before convulsing again and again.

  Nixon stroked forward one more time with a loud grunt before holding still as he too summited. He wrapped her up in his arms again before pulling her down onto the mattress on their sides and held her close. Nate lay down beside her and she cuddled up to his front. She sighed with contentment and even though she knew she should be getting into the shower and getting ready for work, she savored being in her men’s arms.

  Now she just hoped that they cared for her, too.

  Chapter Fourteen

  The week passed without incident and Kara was getting sick and tired of having bodyguards. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Luis, Carlos, and Juan because she did, but she wasn’t used to being around people all the time and hadn’t been able to find a moment to herself. One of the Jackson men spent all day long sitting in the waiting room while her men saw to their patients and every time someone new came into the office it looked like whoever was watching her was about to pounce. That made her suspicious of everyone and she hated living that way.

  Although she loved staying at Fiona’s and Case’s ranch and had become very close to Nate and Nixon’s parents, she needed some time to get he
r courage up. So many times she’d nearly told Nate and Nix she loved them, but had always ended up chickening out at the last moment.

  The forensics people hadn’t found any evidence worth anything so everyone was still in the dark as to who the target had been at the Charleston brothers house, but Kara had no doubt in her mind that it had to be her. At first she’d thought her men were the target, but neither of them had been at her apartment when that asshole had set her place on fire. And even though she wanted to leave so her men wouldn’t get hurt, she didn’t know how she could go without being caught. The Jackson cousins were never far away and if she so much as breathed wrong, one of them or her men were at her side in an instant.

  There was a plus side to living with her men though. She’d been able to spend more time with each of them individually as well as collectively and the more she learned about them, the deeper in love she fell.

  Just this morning she and Nate had been sitting out on the porch having their morning coffee and he’d demanded that she come and sit on his lap, just as his father had come outside, too.

  Kara had glared at him and then shook her head no and turned to watch the two foals frolicking in the corral. The next thing she knew, she was being hauled from her seat and then draped over Nate’s lap with her robe-covered ass in the air. He’d brought his hand down five times on each cheek and then flipped her over and kissed her hungrily.

  She’d been embarrassed when she heard Case chuckling but when Nate had let her up for air, his father had been walking away. Nate had nuzzled his nose against her neck before looking deeply into her eyes and saying, “I love it when you get all feisty and try to deny me, baby. Keep it up if you want more spankings.”

  She’d never seen him so playful, but she liked that he could be that way with her, and had sighed with contentment as she settled in his arms as they finished their coffee.

  Two nights ago, Nixon had cornered her in the laundry as she put a load of wash on so she could hang it out the next morning before getting ready for work. And after helping her fold a load of clean clothes, he’d lifted her up onto the bench and fucked her with his fingers until she climaxed. Just as he finished sucking her juice from her fingers and helping her back to the floor their mom had come in, taken one look at her flushed face, smiled at them, and left again.

  “I didn’t think that there were any women left who could still blush. You’re as sweet as honey, honey.”

  Kara had given him a playful punch on the arm and had then joined in his laughter. With every day that passed, she fell more deeply in love with them and wanted to spend the rest of her life with them, but still was unsure about how they felt about her. Of course she knew that they liked her, but the question was how much.

  Kara eased herself out from between Nate and Nixon and headed to the bathroom. At first she’d felt uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed as them in their parents’ home but since it didn’t seem to bother Fiona and Case, she relished being between them each night.

  After taking care of her needs and having a quick shower, she dressed into the new clothes Fiona had gone out and bought for her. Nate had handed over a wad of money to his mom and told her to buy Kara a complete wardrobe, and although she appreciated what they had done for her, Kara had no idea how she was ever going to repay them. When she’d asked Nate what she’d owed him he’d just scowled angrily at her before turning away, and when she’d asked Fiona the cost of her clothes, she’d told her to ask Nate.

  Kara hurried to the kitchen and got a pot of coffee on. After pouring the dark brew into a mug when there was enough to do so, she headed out the porch. It wasn’t light yet but she knew it wouldn’t be long before her men and the Jackson cousins, who were staying in the bunkhouse, were up and about. She leaned against the rail and stared off into space trying to get her courage up to tell Nate and Nixon how much she loved them and didn’t realize she was in danger until it was too late.

  A large, sweaty hand clamped over her mouth and nose at the same time a thick arm wrapped around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides. Kara kicked out and thrashed, trying to get free, and knocked the coffee mug she’d rested on the top of the rail into the garden below. She tried hooking her ankles into the slats of the porch railing but only ended up scraping the skin from the top of her bare feet. Her cry of pain was muffled by the hand over her mouth. She fought hard but she was no match for whoever was half dragging and half carrying her down the steps.

  When her head bumped into his chin and the asshole cursed she knew what she had to do. Kara drew her head forward and then slammed it back has hard as she could. His hold on her loosened as he grunted with pain and she was able to get her arms free. She scraped her nails down the fucker’s bare forearms and tried not to gag when his flesh built up under her nails.

  Pain exploded in the side of her head near her temple and her world started to turn black. As she slumped in his hold, he moved his hand from her nose and she inhaled greedily and was glad that the darkness started to recede. When she was able to see again and saw that he was dragging her toward the driveway, Kara knew she couldn’t let him take her with him. The sun was just starting to lighten the sky and she could see the silhouette of a car two hundred yards away.

  Her head was throbbing and she was scared out of her mind but she wasn’t about to give up. She didn’t want to be taken away from the loves of her life. She hadn’t even told them she loved them.

  Even though she had a headache from hell after the bastard had punched her in the side of the head, her mind ran through scenarios as she tried to figure out how to get away from him and she ended up discarding each one.

  And then he stumbled and her leg got caught between both of his. They both went down hard with him on top of her. She felt like she’d been hit by a Mack truck. Her cheek connected with the gravel on the drive, her skin felt like it was scraped raw, and it was hard to draw a breath. He groaned as if he was in pain and then she moaned as he levered himself up off of her.

  He pushed her hard and flung her over onto her back and then he was straddling her body. His hands gripped her wrists cruelly and then her arms were forced up over her head and onto the unforgiving ground. He transferred her wrists to one hand and then he was reaching into the pocket of his jeans.

  Just as he held the Taser to her neck she heard Nixon’s voice.

  “Hold it right there, asshole.”

  Kara looked up into the face of her assailant and knew she’d never seen him before. He turned his head to look over his shoulder and then he was on his feet and dragging her up with him by the grip on her throat. He moved until he was standing behind her and using her as a human shield.

  Nix, Nate, Luis, Carlos, and Juan were all there and each of them had guns in their hands. Kara hoped that Case and Fiona were still inside and didn’t know what was going on. She didn’t want them getting hurt by this fucker.

  She stared at Nate and Nixon, hoping to get their attention, but neither man would meet her eyes. Nix took a couple of steps closer and the man pressed the Taser hard against her neck.

  “Back the fuck off or I’ll zap her.”

  Nixon froze in his tracks and glanced at Nate. Luis had moved a few feet to the side as had Carlos and Juan.

  Luis stepped forward. “You can’t escape. Why don’t you let the woman go and talk to us in a civilized manner?”

  “Fuck off.”

  * * * *

  The moment Nate realized that Kara wasn’t in bed between him and Nixon, he’d been worried. After nudging Nixon awake, he’d pulled his clothes on, grabbed his gun, and hurried out to the kitchen expecting to find her there or out on the verandah. Nixon had been behind him every step of the way with his own weapon in hand. Just as he and his brother had seen her struggling to get away from the fucker holding her, the Jackson cousins had exited the bunkhouse with guns in hand. Nate didn’t want them shooting at the asshole in case they shot Kara accidentally.

  When the man turned to face him and
the others, recognition was instant, and he and Nixon knew why they were the targets after all.

  “Perry, what are you hoping to gain by hurting her?” Nate asked.

  “You need to suffer the same way I have,” Perry Riddle yelled.

  “We did everything we could to save your brother. It wouldn’t have mattered if the top doctors in the country had worked on Bruno, nothing could have saved him.”

  “Don’t say my brother’s name, ever!” Perry shouted.

  “The bullet lodged into his heart, Perry. He was bleeding out fast and even though we tried to hook him up to the bypass machine, we didn’t have enough time,” Nixon explained quietly.

  A sob left Perry’s mouth and then he lowered the Taser from Kara’s neck, but he was still holding her against him and Nate didn’t want anyone to make a move in case he brought his arm up again and hurt her.

  Nate took a step forward and then another. Nixon moved closer with him.

  “We tried for over fifteen minutes to get your brother back, but he was already gone,” Nate said softly as he took another step forward.

  The Jackson cousins were slowly moving around to the sides and were trying to work their way behind Perry and Kara.

  “You should have tried harder.” Perry sobbed again.

  Just as Nate and Nixon got within touching distance, Kara, grabbed hold of Perry’s arm, spun around, bent over and flipped him over her shoulder. Perry landed flat on his back, the Taser flew from his hand, and then Luis, Carlos and Juan were on him. Moments later Perry had his hands behind his back with cuffs on and was sobbing.

  Nate and Nixon rushed over to Kara and wrapped her in their arms. She was shaking and crying and clinging to both of them.

  “God, baby, I was so scared,” Nate whispered into her ear. “I love you, so much. I couldn’t live without you, Kara.”

  “Fuck, honey. Shit, I’m shaking. I love you, Kara.” Nixon kissed the top of her head.