A Shot of Love Potion [Love on the Rocks 5] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “What?” Roman asked.

  Her heart pounded inside of her chest and she looked at Roman and saw his eyes narrow and an expression of anger fill them instantly.

  “We’re getting further details and confirmation. Something is up. We’ll discuss it later. Right now there are things to go over with Rose,” Mercury said.

  “What things?” she asked.

  “Number one, your bills are all paid, and the rent, too. Gave the landlord the last payment and have a company moving your things right now.”

  “Moving my things? Paying my rent, my bills? What in God’s name are you talking about?” The tears filled her eyes. She was shaking.

  “I was at your place this morning and there’s no way you’re staying there any longer. You’re lucky none of those lowlifes haven’t attacked you or tried something. All your bills are paid and closed out. Your paintings are in storage at a facility we own and the other place you rent is now empty.”

  “Where am I going to live? Why are you doing this?” she asked, her voice cracking.

  “You’ll live here. Where we can protect you and keep eyes on you.”

  Her anger got the better of her.

  “Just like that? You have sex with me and then you take over my life? Are you insane? I mean I know that some wealthy people can be eccentric and controlling of things but holy shit, you—you just took over my life and we haven’t been together for twenty-four hours. I can’t believe this is happening.” She threw her hands up in the air.

  “You’re blowing things out of proportion. You are no longer in debt. You have a clean slate and a beautiful home to live in. The six of us will provide all you need and then some,” Mercury said, so cold-heartedly it made her feel like an object. Like something he owned.

  “Nobody owns me. You sure as shit don’t own me because you fucked me. You didn’t even ask me, Mercury. How dare you get into my business!” she yelled at him.

  He stomped toward her and gripped her hips, lifted her up and placed her onto the kitchen island. She gasped and then leaned back, palms wide by her sides and he loomed over her, looking dead serious and like a man set on a mission. Something told her there was more going on here but he wasn’t sharing. She didn’t know what to do. She was confused, shocked.

  “I dare because you’re my woman and my brothers’ woman and things are changing,” he stated through clenched teeth with his hands on the island, caging her in by her hips.

  “Your woman or your whore?” she whispered to him and looked away. He gripped her chin and stared down into her eyes.

  “What did you say?”

  “You heard me. Your whore. Your fuck toy that you can beckon on command. Is that what I am?”

  “No. Where the hell would you get that idea?” Mercury snapped at her with his eyes narrowed, his nostrils flaring in outrage at her accusation. She felt a twinge of guilt. Maybe she was being harsh but something made her stand her ground. He knew how to push her buttons. They all did.

  “Oh, I don’t know, Daddy Warbucks. You paid my bills, emptied my apartment, and moved me here without even asking me anything or hell, inviting me to move in with you and your brothers because you care, you’re overwhelmed with desire to have me close and want me. Because last night was more than a good fucking session. Oh, wait, that must be how us poor folk do things. Ask first. Have feelings and compassion and an understanding of how someone might feel before they make decisions for them and force it down their throats.” She glared at him.

  Mercury just stared at her, opened his mouth, closed it, and then spoke.

  “I’m sorry if you’re offended.”

  Mercury looked away and exhaled.

  “Tell her,” Slade stated firmly. Her gut clenched.

  Mercury held her gaze.

  “Tell me what?” she asked.

  “Someone is sabotaging our company. That person, or people, is connected to Molokai, and they shot and nearly killed Rome, and they could have killed everyone on that mission, including my other brothers. This is serious shit, and now that you’re important to us, your safety is top priority.”

  She thought about that a moment and looked at the others, who seemed so on edge and intense. She didn’t know what they were going through but obviously they were being cautious because Rome was nearly killed.

  “We’ll talk about the arrangements so you feel comfortable.”

  “What’s there to talk about, Mercury? You made the decisions for me.”

  “We can discuss it.”

  “I’m not living here,” she stated.

  His eyes narrowed.

  “You’re not living in that crime infested complex with those men standing around looking to watch you, talk to you and try something,” Rylan added now.

  “They don’t bother me. They know I know cops.”

  “That won’t stop them when you look like you do,” Rome said.

  They were all ganging up on her now. Was this how a ménage relationship was? Were they even starting a relationship or was she being forced into some deal? She had to hold her ground and gain some sort of control here while she processed her thoughts. If they were in danger and were concerned she had to respect that and realize these were precautions. They weren’t leaving her out of it, they were pulling her closer to protect her, or at least she hoped so. She really cared about each of them already, and having to walk away from them scared her and made her heart ache.

  “I’m not moving in. This isn’t even normal, the whole way this is happening. You didn’t ask me first, you just ordered. I’m not going to move in with six men I hardly know and who may or may not want to give a relationship a try.”

  “A relationship a try? What the fuck did we start last night?” Slade asked her.

  “Apparently she thinks we just wanted to have sex with her and nothing more,” Remo told them. She gave him a look and he raised his eyebrows up at her in challenge.

  “Why would you think that?” Falco asked.

  “Well, you all weren’t there when I woke up and you’ve been avoiding me all morning, making me feel awkward and like you regretted last night.”

  “We don’t regret last night, do you?” Slade pushed.

  “Last night was incredible. This whole instant taking control of my life thing, not so incredible,” she told them.

  “This is not a normal relationship and we are not your typical men. Our business involves some dangers. We have to protect what is ours and what is most important to us. We can’t do that if you aren’t here,” Falco told her.

  “I’m not moving in here with you. We need time to get to know one another or this could be disastrous.”

  “How about a compromise?” Falco stated.

  “What type of compromise?” Mercury asked.

  “She can live in the cottage, and decide when she wants to sleep over, when she wants her alone time and private time, but can still be protected and watched over. Just until she’s more comfortable and doesn’t feel forced to move in with us,” Rylan suggested.

  “I don’t believe this,” Mercury said.

  He looked at his brothers, then back at her, still caging her in on the counter, his nostrils flaring and a look that warned her she tried his patience and challenged his control. They all waited like he had the final say and was their leader, the head of the family. She was impressed with that and thought it was a special bond, something she didn’t really have. Not with her parents, just with her sister Georgia. The sound of his cell phone ringing pulled his attention away. He glanced at it.

  “Work it out, but she stays where we can keep a close eye on her. That’s my compromise.” Mercury walked out of the room.

  She was pissed off still but her gut clenched and she knew that Mercury was taking precautions. He was probably still nervous about Roman being shot.

  * * * *

  Falco watched Rose take in the view of the ocean from the cottage down behind the house. It was a short walk along a pathway and gardens but it wa
s still not in their house, in their beds. That bothered him because he wanted her close.

  He stared at her body while Slade stood beside her on the porch. He couldn’t help but feel concerned about her well-being. From the information they found out and what her condo looked like, she had no food in the refrigerator, hardly any belongings, but a lot of bills. She didn’t just give up her art studio as she had told them. She lost it because she couldn’t keep up with the rent. He imagined her falling behind, hoping that her paintings would sell and then digging herself deeper and deeper. Mercury mentioned how she snagged food from the buffet when she was bartending a party he was at and how she made a napkin full to take with her. Was that all she ate that night? His gut clenched. Then he thought about how she accepted the modeling job without any confirmation of attire, who Mulgoff was, and only the pay she would receive, and last night she begged for them to let her have dinner and get her pay. Now they all knew it was much more than just selling her paintings, it was money to pay her debt and buy food so she would stop going hungry.

  Just like his brothers as they discussed it all, he felt protective of her and wanted to give her so much so she would be happy. Apparently the way Mercury and them took instant control had shocked her and sent her into a self-protective mode.

  * * * *

  As she bent over the railing slightly, her round ass pressing against the material of her skirt, Slade watched Falco run his palm along her waist and then over her ass. It aroused him, and he knew he wanted her again. Hell, Slade wanted her as much as possible so she couldn’t resist the power of this connection, and this stupid idea of living in the cottage wouldn’t last long at all.

  He walked toward her just as Falco reached out, stroked her jaw and drew her in for a kiss. As he cupped her cheeks and explored her mouth Slade moved in behind her and slid his hands along her thighs and up her skirt. When he felt nothing but skin, no panties, he chuckled.

  He kissed her neck.

  “I guess Mercury decided not to let you have your panties back?” he told her. Falco released her lips.

  “Is that so?” she asked.

  “Accessible, the way we like you.” He pulled her hips back, used his thighs to spread her open and then slid fingers into her cunt from behind.

  She gasped.

  Falco grabbed a fistful of her hair as she grabbed on to his hips.

  “We want you. Right here, right now,” Slade told her and continued to stroke her wet pussy.

  “I want you, too.”

  “We need condoms. I fucking have to get used to carrying them around,” Falco stated.

  “Then we’ll just bring her pleasure and then bring her up to the house,” Slade told him and continued to thrust his fingers into her cunt. She rocked her hips and then started to undo Falco’s jeans.

  “Damn, baby, you really do want us as badly as we want you,” Falco said and then Slade leaned over her as he thrust his fingers into her cunt and saw her take Falco’s cock between her lips.

  Falco clenched his teeth and rocked his hips.

  Slade wanted more. He wanted to taste her sweet cream and then get lost inside of her.

  She pushed her ass back as he slid a finger over her anus and pushed in. He was thrusting fingers in both holes and was super wet when Falco pulled her mouth from his cock.

  “I can’t take it. I want to be inside of you when I come,” he demanded.

  “Take me then. Here, both of you.”

  “No condoms,” Slade said to her.

  “We don’t need them. I have an IUD.”

  “What? Why didn’t you tell us last night?” Falco asked her, looking insulted with his eyes squinted and his lips pursed. She swallowed hard.

  “I was scared to allow you and your brothers that close.”

  “We took you in every hole. That wasn’t getting close?” Slade snapped at her, pulling his fingers from her body.

  She turned to look at him. “I was being cautious. I don’t have the experience with intimacy that you all obviously have. I didn’t let you take a shower with me either,” she said and looked away from them.

  “Look at us,” Falco said to her and she raised her chin and looked from him to Slade.

  “No more holding back. This is real. We may have overstepped our bounds in your eyes this morning by taking over your life, but it’s your life we’re trying to protect. We aren’t going to lose you or the opportunity to keep feeling what we all felt last night making love to you together. We’ve never had that, Rose. Despite what gossip or bullshit you may have heard or read about, my brothers and I have never shared the same woman, all of us together, like we shared you last night. Never.”

  “Really?” she asked, looking surprised, and then she gave a soft smile and squinted like she was apologizing for assuming and holding back. “Sorry,” she whispered.

  Slade took her hand and pulled her closer then over his lap as he took a seat in the chair right next to her.

  “Slade, what are you doing?” she cried out.

  “Starting your instruction. There are a lot of rules to learn, and the first one which is pretty damn important, called trust, needs some work on your part.” He slid his palm along her ass cheeks and then lifted up and smacked her ass several times.

  Falco walked over to the couch and started to throw the pillows and cushions onto the rug.

  “I get her ass. She’ll get her spankings from me then,” Falco said and started taking off his clothes.

  “Oh God, you’re crazy. You’re—” He felt her tighten up and then he quickly slid his fingers into her pussy as she came. He swiped the cream over her ass.

  “She’s wet and ready, bro.”

  “Then bring her over here, Slade.”

  Slade lifted her up and placed her on her heels. He undid the buttons on her blouse and pulled it off of her. She assisted and started lifting his shirt. They divested themselves of their clothing and then he pulled her along with him to the makeshift bed and fell to his back with her on top of him.

  She cried out and then giggled, her hair falling over her breasts and he pulled her down by her head and neck and kissed her as he cupped her breast and she gripped his cock, aligning it with her cunt. She moaned into his mouth as she took Slade’s cock inside of her. Slade sensed Falco moving in behind her and then heard him slap her ass.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  Smack.

  Slade pulled from her lips.

  “Heaven. You feel like heaven. Now ride me while Falco fucks that ass good and long.”

  She gripped his shoulders and rocked her hips up and down and then pushed back.

  Smack.

  “Oh!” she exclaimed.

  “Slow down. Take my cock slow or I’ll hurt you,” Falco reprimanded her and she slowed her pace and locked gazes with Slade. He stroked her breasts and stared at her gorgeous green eyes.

  “This is real. Every time my brothers and I make love to you we bind our hearts, our bodies, and souls together.”

  “Yes. Oh God, yes, Slade. More, Falco. Please, I feel it coming. More,” she said and Falco cursed and then he and Slade set a fast, deep pace, fucking her pussy and ass with no barriers, no condoms, just flesh against flesh.

  “Fuck, you feel even better with no protection. Holy fuck,” Slade said and then grunted and thrust upward.

  “Come with us. Come now, Rose!” Falco yelled at her and then smacked her ass a couple of more times before he thrust into her again and again.

  Slade tried to hold off and then he felt her vaginal muscles grip his cock super hard and he lost it. “Rose!” he roared and came. Falco followed, grunting and moaning then Rose moaned, panted, and came, too.

  “Incredible. Absolutely incredible,” Slade said and held her in his arms as Falco slid from her ass and then pressed kisses to her body.

  * * * *

  “What’s up?” Mercury asked Rome as he walked into the office. Rome was pissed off to learn who exactly was behind shooting him, an
d the fact that he wasn’t fully healed yet really pissed him off and made him feel vulnerable.

  “I want to know what you found out.”

  Mercury stared at him and then leaned back in the chair.

  “Vaughn, Knox, and Trace are working a few angles to see what people they know were able to find out about the heist, and the items being moved to Dubai. The storage containers used to ship out Hiatte’s property were owned and operated by an overseas company out of Ukraine.”

  Rome squinted his eyes. “Those guns they were shooting at us at the warehouse were Russian issued. Old school,” Rome stated.

  “Well, that would make sense. There was a lot of supplies of weapons and ammunition in old warehouses and they were taken over by gangs and cells of organizations trying to gain power and money and the black market. I think that’s where Molokai got his start. I put a call in to Nicolai.”

  Rome was silent a moment. Nikolai was connected to the Russian mob, the Ukrainian mob, and even the Italian mob. A resourceful businessman with more money than anyone even knew about.

  “You think that’s necessary?”

  “I nearly lost you and your brothers over fucking jewels and paintings that weren’t even ours but a client’s. So yes, I fucking think it’s necessary.”

  Rome rubbed his jaw. He was in need of a shave.

  “You know more. What are you not telling the others?” Rome asked Mercury.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Don’t bullshit me, Merk. You’re not telling them something, and your behavior with Rose has the potential to make her put up a wall and not give this thing a shot.”