by Desiree Holt
She believed him. But what if something happened to one of them? What if she lost them as soon she had found them? She didn’t want to think about it. The loss of one of her men would be too much to bear.
The front door opened, and Madison jumped up. Dante caught her arm, stopping her from moving.
“Madison,” Tom called from the living room.
Dante nodded but kept a hold of her arm. Madison let him lead the way. The first look of the visitor had her crying out and running to him.
“Matt! Oh my God! Matt! You’re okay! Where have you been?” Madison ran her hands all over her brother, unable to believe she was seeing him, touching him.
Her brother hugged her closely, and Madison closed her eyes. When she was able to keep the tears from falling, she pulled away and took in her brother’s appearance. He looked different, yet the same. He was thinner than she remembered, his black hair falling over his shoulders, and circles under his eyes.
“Where have you been?” she asked softly.
Matt shrugged and didn’t meet her eyes. “I met a few people, and we have been travelling around.”
“Travelling around?” Madison just stared at him. “You disappeared. I thought something happened to you. That you were dead!”
He met her eyes then. “I was fine.”
Madison could feel her temper rising. “You could have called and let me know that!”
She watched as Matt’s gaze drifted from her to the two men that stood with her. “Looks like you’re doing just fine. I mean, two men, Madison? If Mother could see you now.”
Madison jerked back as if he slapped her. Dante moved so quickly all she saw was a blur then her brother slammed up against the door.
“You will not disrespect her!” Dante said, his voice dangerously low.
Matt’s lips twisted in a sneer. “What are you going to do, Dante? You promised to protect us both.”
Madison could see Dante’s arm muscles bulge. “Dante. Don’t. It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not,” Tom answered for him before stepping up next to Dante and looking down at Matt. “Watch yourself, boy. Dante may have promised to protect you, but I didn’t.”
Madison knew she needed to diffuse the situation fast. “Okay. Stop, both of you.” She laid her hand on Dante’s shoulder. “Let him go.”
She didn’t think he was going to as both men continued to stare down at her brother. But finally Dante released Matt and stepped away. Tom turned and stalked into the living room without a word.
Madison met Dante’s gaze and noticed his eyes were glowing. He was angry. And on her behalf. Madison smiled at him and rose to her toes to kiss his cheek. “Just give me a minute.”
He nodded before joining Tom in the living room.
Madison waited until they were both seated before turning to her brother. “Let’s go outside.”
Chapter Six
The cold wind hit Madison in the face as she stepped outside her cabin. Matt had walked out while she put her boots and jacket back on. She found him leaning against the railing with his arms crossed over his chest.
“So what are you doing here?” she asked, still hurt by his words earlier.
“I grew up here. I’m just as welcome here as you are. I may not be fucking everyone in town, but that doesn’t mean this isn’t my home.”
Madison refused to let him bait her into a fight. There was something wrong with him. Matt had never treated her this way. “I never said this wasn’t your home, but since you disappeared, I’m asking what brought you back.”
He stared at her for several seconds. “I want the book Grandma left you.”
Madison knew exactly what he was talking about. The book of magic was left to the women of the family. Her grandmother had given it to her on her eighteenth birthday. “Why do you want it?”
He shrugged, but Madison didn’t believe the casual gesture. She could feel the tension radiating off of him. “You don’t practice, so what good is it doing you? That is unless you had to use a spell from it to get those two in your bed.”
Madison took a step forward but kept her voice low. “Now, listen to me. What I do is my personal business. You left without word and didn’t even bother to call to make sure I was okay.”
“Looks to me like you’re doing okay. I didn’t see you worrying about anything as you got fucked in the car.”
Madison gasped, but everything started falling into place. “You’re the one that has been watching the house.”
Matt didn’t deny it.
“Did you break into my store too?”
He snorted. “What would I want out of that small town, rink-a-dink store?”
But Madison knew. “You wanted the book.”
He shook his head and stepped closer. “Just give it to me.”
“I wouldn’t give you anything. I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but you’ve changed. You can leave now.” Madison turned to walk back in the house.
Matt’s hand snaked out and grabbed her arm before she could get inside. He pulled her back, and she slammed against his chest. “I don’t want to hurt you, Madison. Just give me the book.”
Madison turned her head. “Don’t threaten me. I have two men inside who would rip you apart.”
Matt opened his mouth to comment, but her front door opened. Just like she said, both Dante and Tom stood in the doorway, eyes narrowed. Matt released her and pushed her towards them.
“I will get the book,” he promised before stomping off the porch.
Madison looked up at her men and broke down in tears. Four arms surrounded her, and they took her back inside.
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Madison straddled Tom’s waist, riding him slowly, when Dante pushed her flat against the other man. Dante’s lubricated fingers breached her back entrance, stretching her.
She moaned as he magically worked his fingers inside. Tom raised her chin and kissed her deeply, taking her attention away from what was being done from behind.
Dante’s weight against her back told her he thought she was ready. He pushed inside, and Madison felt a sharp bite of pain. She cried out inside Tom’s mouth. Dante stopped moving and waited for her to adjust, kissing the back of her neck. Tom nibbled on her chin and cupped her breasts.
“Now,” she panted to Dante.
He pulled back then pressed forward again. It was amazing, the fullness she felt. She could take both of them. Sucking on Tom’s tongue, Madison delighted in this new position. Dante kept his movements slow as he penetrated her until he was fully seated.
“Oh, God! Oh yes!” Madison moved her hips. She felt more than just full—she felt loved, cherished, and never wanted the feelings to leave. She squeezed her inner muscles, wanting to hold both men inside her for as long as she could.
“Oh fuck!” Tom yelled as she tightened around him.
She screamed as her first orgasm hit. Tom grabbed her hips and held her still as he pumped his hips up and Dante thrust in behind her. Madison didn’t think she could take anymore, but they continued.
Both men rode her. Tom grunted as Dante whispered to her, telling her to just feel. Telling her how much they both loved her. Taking away all of her stress and anxiety from earlier with her brother.
In the arms of these two men, she could just let herself go.
She heard Dante’s long moan before he buried his cock deep inside and exploded. He bit down and his incisors sliced into her skin. Madison went crazy, slamming against him then Tom as his climax caused hers. Tom growled and wrapped an arm around her waist as he filled her.
Dante pulled out of her gently and Madison lifted herself off Tom. As she collapsed down beside him, Tom wrapped his arms around her while Dante snuggled up to her back.
“That was wonderful,” she told them.
Dante nibbled on her neck. “You have no idea, sweetheart.”
Tom brushed his lips against her forehead. “We have to do that again.”
Madison looked down and saw that hi
s cock was once again standing up. “There’s no way.”
Tom plucked at one of her nipples, drawing a low moan. “Let me introduce you to one of the perks of being with a man not fully human.”
Dante pulled her on top of him. “Or I can show you the pleasure of my tongue and teeth on every inch of your body.”
Tom pressed himself against her back. “Later, vampire.”
"Men.” Madison giggled.
“My turn,” Tom announced as he caressed her behind.
Chapter Seven
From the front window of her store, Madison watched Tom drive off. Even though they all had agreed it was probably her brother, the men didn’t want to take any chances. Madison didn’t think Matt would really hurt her, but she didn’t want Tom or Dante to get hurt either.
Madison made a pot of coffee and opened the store. Glancing at the clock on her wall, she noticed Angie was running later than usual. She put it out of her mind when she saw the town’s doctor Max stop by the window.
She smiled and waved. He waved back before heading to the door.
“Good morning.” She greeted as he stepped inside.
“It’s colder out there than a witch’s tit,” the older man grumbled.
Madison didn’t take any offence since Max was one of the best witches they had. “Can I offer you a hot cup of coffee?”
Max smiled and started to take off his jacket. “Bless you, child.”
Madison laughed as she filled one of the extra coffee mugs. As she handed him the cup, he winked at her. “So how are things with you?”
Madison could feel her cheeks heat with a blush. . “Good.”
Max laughed. “Nothing to be ashamed of, girl. You have two very sexy men.”
Madison narrowed her eyes and put her hands on her hips. “You better stay away from my men, Doc,” she told him playfully.
“Hey! You can’t blame a man for looking,” he said, holding a hand up.
“Well, does Devin know you’re looking?”
His smile dropped from his face. “You wouldn’t.”
Madison laughed. She loved both Max and his younger partner Devin. Devin ran the bar on the outskirts of town and was a very big man. But he had the softest heart of anyone she knew. “Not as long as you only look.”
Max nodded and smiled. “Deal.”
They spoke for a few more minutes, talking about the upcoming Thanksgiving dinner while he finished his coffee. He kissed her cheek before leaving, wishing her the best.
Madison smiled as she washed the mug and looked over her shoulder at the clock once again. Angie was never this late. Never without calling.
Deciding to just check on her, Madison headed to the phone. It rang before she reached it.
“Hello.”
“Hello, sister dear.” Matt’s voice crackled over the line.
“Matt. What do you want?”
“Did you not just get mad at me for not calling? Now I call, and you aren’t being nice.”
Madison sighed. She didn’t know what he had planned, but she didn’t feel like playing games. “Look. I’m sorry about last night, but I really have to go. I have a phone call to make.”
“You wouldn’t be trying to call your friend Angie, would you?”
Something between fear and panic twisted in her gut. “What have you done?”
The laugh that came through the phone sounded evil and not like Matt’s at all. “Let’s just say I have something you want, and you have something I want.”
“The book.”
“Very good. Now lock up the store and get the book. I want it now or I will hurt her.”
‘Why are you doing this?” Madison cried onto the phone.
“Now, no hysterics from you. Just get the book.”
“Where are you?” Madison looked around the store and tried to come up with a plan.
“You don’t need to worry about that. Your ride is there,” he told her.
“My ride?” Madison didn’t see any cars out front. Hearing a noise behind her, she turned and faced a large muscled man.
“Now get the book, and Tag will bring you and it to me.”
Madison’s mouth was dry, and she had to swallow several times before she could speak. “Why?”
“Just do as you’re told, Madison. I have given Tag permission to do whatever he wants if you don’t cooperate. He’s a big guy. I doubt you would need two of him to satisfy you.”
Madison put a hand over her mouth as her stomach rolled.
“You have fifteen minutes,” Matt told her then she heard the click of him disconnecting and a dial tone.
She looked over at the stranger who took a step towards her.
Madison held her hands up. “I’ll get it.”
He nodded and Madison looked outside once again. No one was in sight.
The strange man followed her into the back room and stayed on her heels as she moved the old painting that hid the safe. Madison turned the combination in the hidden safe. She could feel the man behind her, and it was all she could do to keep from screaming in terror. She knew this couldn’t end well.
There was nothing in the book that was worth all this. She wasn’t sure what her brother was after, but she would give him the book and hopefully get herself and Angie back safely.
Her mind drifted to Dante and Tom. They were going to be so pissed, but it wasn’t like she had a lot of choice. Taking the book out of the safe, she looked over her shoulder. The man, Tag, took it from her and grabbed her upper arm.
“Let’s go.” He yanked her out of the room.
Madison didn’t fight him, knowing it wouldn’t do any good. He led her out the back door, and she saw Angie’s SUV parked behind the store. He opened the driver’s door and pushed her in.
Madison climbed over to the other seat and put her seat belt on. “Where are we going?”
He didn’t answer and Madison leaned back in her seat, trying to come up with a plan.
Chapter Eight
As soon as Tag pulled onto the old dirt road Madison knew where they were headed. Her grandparent’s house was out this way. It had been years since she had come out this far, but she knew immediately she was in more trouble then she thought.
As Tag navigated the rough road, Madison prepared for the battle ahead. When the house came into view, she noticed three cars that she’d never seen before.
“Who’s all here?” she asked.
Again he didn’t answer, but Madison hadn’t really thought he would. He pulled between two black cars and turned off the engine.
“Don’t try anything, girly.”
Madison made a face at him. Girly? She didn’t get time to comment before he grabbed the book with one hand and her with the other. He easily dragged her from the car.
The door opened before they reached it and a young girl, probably not even twenty, held it open for them.
Madison looked at the home where she had spent most of her summers. The fire, years ago, had damaged only the back of the building, so the living room was in order as they led her there.
That was where she saw Angie handcuffed to a chair, and from the burn marks on her wrists, Madison guessed they used pure silver.
“Son of a bitch!” she cried and ran to her friend. She knelt in front of her, and Angie opened her eyes. Madison could see the pain etched all over her face.
Madison looked over her shoulder until she found her brother. “I brought you the book, now let her go!”
Matt walked forward. “As soon as we finish our business.”
Madison stood and faced him. “We’re finished. I brought you the book. Now let her go!”
Matt stopped and looked from her to Angie. “All in good time. I have something for you to do then I will release you both.”
Madison didn’t believe him. Wherever he had been, he had changed. He had turned evil. She could smell the black magic in the house. “I won’t do anything else.”
Matt’s hand came across her face, and she didn’t
have time to avoid the blow. Pain exploded across her cheek, and she lifted a shaky hand to her face. Eyes stinging, she wiped off the blood from her lip.
“Wow. How manly,” she taunted.
He hit her again but Madison didn’t recover as quickly this time. He moved and wrapped a hand in her hair. Yanking her head up, he brought her face close to his.
Madison saw the biggest change in him for the first time. Where his eyes had once been blue, they were now coal black.
“What have you done to yourself?” she whispered, trying to understand the change in her brother.
He laughed and leaned even closer. “I embraced my heritage. Just like you’re going to do tonight.”
Before she could argue, he pulled her to the side of the room, and Madison saw for the first time what he had planned. The pentagon and black candles in the middle of the floor had every indication of a ritual.
The girl who had opened the door carefully placed the book in the middle.
“That’s not a book of black magic,” Madison told him, struggling.
Matt wrapped an arm around her neck. “You have so much to learn, little sister. Every spell can be done in black or white magic. It’s all about the witch.”
She shook her head as the other people in the room made a circle around the pentagon. Matt started to move forward, taking her with him.
He pushed her down until she was kneeling on one side of the circle. He matched her position on the other side.
“Give me your hand,” he ordered, holding his own hand out.
Madison shook her head.
He looked over to where Angie was tied up and Madison followed the movement. Tag stood behind Angie with what looked like a thin necklace. He placed it around her neck and Angie screamed in pain. Shocked, Madison looked back at her brother.
“Pure silver and we have plenty more,” he told her. “Now give me your hand.”
Hand shaking, Madison put hers inside his larger one. He closed his fingers around it, and Madison’s body went cold.
He started chanting while one of the women lit the candles around them. Madison tried to pull her hand away, but Matt’s hold tightened. Not knowing what else to do, she tried to listen to his words.