by Becca Van
“Aw, darlin’. I love you, too,” Marcus replied, pulling her back into his arms. He held her tight against his big body and she snuggled up against him.
Bella heard chairs scrape on the timber floor, and then she was surrounded by masculine heat and big, hard bodies. She was safe once more, and she felt like she had finally come home.
“I love you, too, baby,” Clint murmured against the top of Bella’s head.
“I love you, too, Bella,” Adam rasped out.
Bella let the tears of happiness welling in her eyes overflow. Her heart felt so full of love and joy. The emptiness she’d carried around in her heart for so long was now completely gone. Her heart was brimming with the love she felt for these three men, and she couldn’t contain it. She sobbed with joy and happiness, knowing she’d never want to go back to her own time where nothing and no one waited for her. She had finally come home, and she was going to hold on to the place she belonged, to these three men, with both hands and never let go.
Chapter Nine
Bella spent the next week bored out of her brains. The brothers took turns staying with her as she recuperated from her burn. The first couple of days she appreciated, since her hand was hurting, but then she began to get cabin fever. They wouldn’t let her do anything. They told her to keep her hand dry. They applied more aloe at least three times a day, and they wouldn’t let her near the stove. She was getting grumpier with every passing day, until she woke up full of fire on the seventh day since David had attacked her. She didn’t walk to the kitchen, she stomped. She was cooking breakfast, and they could go fuck themselves. She was perfectly fine now, other than a few pink scars on the palm of her hand. She wasn’t in any pain, and all the skin from the blisters was gone.
Bella slammed pots and pans on the stove and got to work. She cooked up a storm. She made pancakes, eggs, bacon, and French toast. She placed condiments of jam and honey on the table and had a full pot of coffee brewing on the side of the stove. She heard them coming and braced herself to give as good as she got. She ended up simmering with rage as they sat down and began to eat what she placed on the table. She sat down, sipping her coffee as she glared at one man to the next.
“All right, Bella. What has you so fired up?” Clint asked, trying to stare her down.
“You lot, that’s what. You think I like being treated like a fragile piece of glass? You haven’t let me do anything. I appreciated it while I was in pain, but that only lasted a couple of days. Well, I’m fucking sick of it,” Bella yelled, glaring back at Clint. She turned her glare to Adam as he got up and began to clear the table.
“Leave the fucking mess. I am quite capable of cleaning up,” Bella yelled at Adam. She became even more vexed as Marcus got up and began to clear the table with Adam.
Bella jumped to her feet, her hands on her hips, her breathing rapid with ire. She glared at Marcus and Adam, only to feel herself hitting boiling point when Marcus had the audacity to give her a grin and wink. She screamed, a long, loud yell which ended in a squeak as she was hauled from her feet, her ass hitting the now-clean table. Clint grasped her wrists in his own, pulling them up above her head, using the weight of his upper body to pin her to the table.
“You have been simmering for the last few days, and I’m sick of walking around on eggshells with you. What the fuck is your problem?” Clint roared.
“You are. The three of you are my problem. Just go and…go fuck yourself,” Bella yelled back.
“Oh no, baby. Why would I want to fuck myself when I can fuck you? I thought I told you I don’t want you cussing. You say one more cuss word, and I’ll put you over my knee and tan your ass,” Clint said through clenched teeth, his face inches away from Bella’s.
“Screw you,” Bella spat.
Bella squealed. One moment she was on the table on her back, the next she was across Clint’s lap, facedown, ass up. She kicked and hit, trying to get free, but she only managed to wear herself out. She didn’t know how he had managed it, but she was now totally naked, exposed to their eyes, and she had never been more turned on than she was now. She could feel her cream leaking onto her thighs.
Bella purred as a large, warm hand smoothed over the cheeks of her ass. She lifted up into the caress, wanting more. She cried out when that hand lifted and came down on her flesh. It stung, and she could feel her butt cheek heating up where it had been slapped.
“If I ever hear another cuss word come out of your mouth, I will paddle your ass until it’s a nice pink color then shove my cock into that tight little pucker and fuck you good. Do you understand, baby?”
Oh yeah, Bella understood all right. She knew then that even though she was totally helpless beneath his hands, she was the one in total control of the situation. It was a heady feeling. She had never felt so sexy and confident. She was just itching to grab the tiger by the tail. She cried out again as Clint’s hand landed on her other butt cheek, and then she was moaning as he slid two fingers deep into her wet cunt, and closed her eyes at the pleasure.
“Oh, our baby likes to be spanked. Don’t ya, Bella? Your pretty little cunt is sopping wet,” Clint told his brothers, still pumping his fingers in and out of her pussy.
Even she could hear the squelching sounds her twat made as he fucked her with his finger. Bella squeaked as her world turned upside down again. When she did open her eyes, it was to find herself slung over Clint’s shoulder as he headed to the bedroom. The sound of Adam and Marcus following made her smile with satisfaction. It looked like her temper tantrum had worked like a charm. She was going to get what she wanted and was damn happy about it.
Bella squealed again as she flew through the air. She landed with a bounce on the soft mattress. Clint held her pinned to the bed, his big body covering her so she couldn’t escape—not that she wanted to, but she couldn’t give in too easily. She wriggled and squirmed, playing her role to the hilt. She was enjoying herself immensely.
Clint grasped her wrists in his hands and pulled them up above her head, pinning them to the bed. He leaned over her and took her mouth under his own. This is what she had wanted—to feel that intimate connection once more with the men she loved.
Bella opened her mouth to him, twirling her tongue around his, trying to take over control of the kiss. Clint withdrew his mouth from hers and stared down into her eyes. She saw him look over his shoulder at his brothers, and she turned her head to see that they were already naked, and he slowly released her wrists. Bella tried to scramble away, but Clint just lowered his weight onto her, pinning her in place.
“Tie her up, boys,” Clint stated.
Bella began to wriggle in earnest as her cunt clenched with excited arousal. Marcus and Adam had her tied with ropes in moments, and she was thankful for the material they’d used to pad the abrading hemp. She tugged against her restraints, testing the firm hold they had on her. Yep, she wasn’t budging.
Bella’s eyes went back to Clint’s as he eased his big body from hers to stand at the end of the bed. He shucked his clothes faster than she’d ever seen someone disrobe, and then he was climbing back up on the bed, making room for himself between her thighs by prying them apart.
“All you had to do was ask, baby. You didn’t need to throw a temper tantrum,” Clint said before swooping down to lick her pussy.
Bella shrieked from pure frustration that her game was up, and then her shriek turned into a moan as Clint’s tongue slid through her wet folds. She bucked her hips up, trying to get his tongue on her clit when he avoided touching her there. She spread her legs wider, making Clint’s access easier, and then she was moaning into Adam’s mouth as he swept her depths with his tongue. She was totally lost, sensation after sensation coursing through her body. She mewled in the back of her throat when she felt Marcus suck one of her hard, puckered nipples into his mouth. He nibbled and laved on her flesh until she was mindless with need.
Bella was a writhing mass of pleasurable nerve endings. Clint’s tongue finally touched on her throbbi
ng clit, and she rocked her hips, wanting more. He slid a finger into her cunt, thrusting in and out of her wet hole a few times. She was so close. One more pump and lick would be enough to send her over. She held her breath in anticipation, but ended up screaming with frustration. They had all stopped touching her at the same time.
Bella opened her eyes to glare at each of her men and was just in time to see them swapping places. Marcus was now down between her thighs, and Clint was lying beside her where Marcus had been. She hoped like hell they were going to do that again. She didn’t think she could stand being brought to the edge again only to be left hanging on the precipice. She wiggled her hips, silently begging Marcus to get to work, but ended up screaming as he slapped her pussy with the palm of his hand. He hadn’t hit her hard, just hard enough to have heat tingling through her clit and her wet pussy lips. Bella thrust her hips up, silently begging for more.
She turned her head at the sound of Adam’s voice. “Open up, honey. I want those sweet lips and mouth sucking my cock.”
Bella relaxed the muscles of her jaw, opened her mouth as wide as she could, and slurped Adam’s cock into her mouth. She smiled with satisfaction as he groaned. Since she was still lying on her back, she couldn’t move very much as she tried to slide her mouth over Adam’s cock. He must have realized her dilemma, because he swung one of his muscular legs over her chest, kneeling above her, and fed more of his cock into her mouth. She held her mouth open and relaxed as Adam began to fuck between her lips. She used her tongue, swirling it around the head of his dick as he withdrew, then curled her tongue into a channel as he pushed back in. The sounds he made as he fucked her mouth made her burn even hotter.
Bella sobbed with pleasure when Marcus slid a finger into her cunt and lapped at her clit. Her little, swollen nub was now so sensitive from the slap he had given her she was in danger of coming too fast. She could feel her womb and vagina muscles gathering, readying to snap as she sped to the pinnacle. She was so close, but she screamed with frustration when Marcus stopped. Bella pulled her mouth from Adam’s cock and yelled.
“Fuck me, damn it. I was so close. Why did you stop?”
“You aren’t in control in the bedroom, darlin’. We are. We’ll give you what you need, but in our own good time,” Marcus answered.
Bella couldn’t see Marcus since Adam was straddling her chest, but she could just imagine the satisfied smirk he usually gave her when he was in one of his condescending moods, knowing he was the one in control. Bella was beside herself with want. She needed them to fill her body with their cocks, and she wanted them to do it now.
Bella lifted her head and latched onto Adam’s cock, determined to have at least some control. She bobbed her head up and down his length, gaining momentum every time she hollowed out her cheeks. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, making sure she laved the sensitive underside. She swallowed the saliva pooling in her mouth, her throat muscles clamping down around Adam’s cock as he touched the back of her throat.
“Fuck yeah. Your mouth feels so good, honey,” Adam panted out.
Bella upped the ante. She was bobbing so fast on his dick she was slamming her lips into the hand Adam had wrapped around the base of his shaft. She knew she was going to have bruised lips, but she didn’t care. He was going to come first, come hell or high water. She was going to make Adam lose control. She moaned around his cock as she felt his flesh twitch and swell in her mouth. She relaxed her throat even more, readying to drink down his cum. She felt him shudder, and he roared, his flesh pulsing in her mouth, but there was no cum for her to swallow. Bella opened her eyes and saw that Adam had his balls grasped tightly in his hand, pushing against a spot beneath his balls. She looked up into his face and saw his feral grin.
“You don’t win that easy, honey,” Adam said with a smirk.
Bella screeched, her body undulating as she tried to move away from Adam even more. Her legs kicked out, only to be manacled by large, firm hands around her ankles. She shot a furious glare at Clint. He was laughing like a loon as he untied her hands. When her first hand was free, Bella moved her hand to his chest and tried to push Clint. He caught her hand with ease and held aloft as he released her other hand. He grabbed her wrists, holding them together, effectively manacling her.
Marcus held Bella by the hips, gave them a tug, and impaled her with one hard thrust. He put his hands beneath her shoulders and lifted her up so she was straddling his lap and Clint had to release her hands. Bell sighed out a moan of relief. She finally had a cock in her needy pussy. She wrapped her arms around Marcus’s neck and wriggled around until her clit was smashed up against his cock. She began to use her legs and pumped herself up and down Marcus’s shaft, but he circumvented her by grasping her hips to hold her still.
Bella groaned with frustration, which quickly turned to a moan of pleasure as a finger began to massage her ass. She relaxed her muscles, wanting, needing a cock to be shoved up her anus. Now that she’d had a taste of anal sex, she didn’t ever want to do without it. Having two cocks in her body, double the penetration, gave her double the pleasure. She turned her head to see Clint over her shoulder. He was close up against her back as he pumped oil-covered fingers into her ass. She could feel him stretching her, spreading his fingers wide, loosening the tight muscles of her sphincter. She groaned as he withdrew his digits from her body, and then she felt the blunt head of his cock at her back entrance. She lifted her hips, slightly tilting her pelvis to give Clint better access to her ass.
Bella moaned as Clint eased his way into her body. She felt the head of his cock pop through her tight muscles. He didn’t give her body time to adjust. He forged his way in deep until his balls hit her flesh. Bella sighed, her body so full of the cocks it craved. She turned her head to find Adam waiting for her. She sucked him to the back of her throat then slid along his hard flesh until just the head was in her mouth. She twirled her tongue around his head, relishing the taste of the fluid seeping from the small hole at the top. She sucked him back down until he touched the back of her throat and whimpered as Marcus and Clint began to glide their cocks in and out of her body. She rocked her hips as she suckled on Adam’s cock. She was surrounded by the men she loved and who loved her in return as they pleasured her body, and in return her body pleasured them. She was where she needed to be, where she knew she fit into the world.
Bella was keening in the back of her throat, and even though she was aware of the sounds she was making, she couldn’t stop herself and didn’t really care. Marcus thrust into her pussy as Clint withdrew from her ass. With each forward thrust, they increased the pace of their cocks sliding in and out of her body. She had one cock in her cunt or ass at all times as Adam thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. She was in heaven.
Bella felt the fire in her body flare into a flame so bright it frightened her. She could feel the liquid heat of her juices dripping out of her pussy, her internal muscles gathering up into a tight coil. Her womb felt heavy, her pussy and ass grasping around the cocks pumping in and out of her. She could hear Adam panting just as fast as she was and knew he was about to go over. She sucked him to the back of her throat, his roar of pleasure drowning out their heavy breathing. She felt his cock swell, and then his cum was spurting out of his dick, down the back of her throat. She swallowed every last drop, licked him clean, and released him with a pop.
Bella threw her head back and screamed as her body shook with climactic pleasure. She felt her pussy gush out her release, covering Marcus and herself in her juices. Her pussy clamped and released around the two cocks pummeling in and out her body, and as the last spasm faded away, her two men thrust into her deeply one last time, holding her still as they pumped her holes full of their cum. She flopped down against Marcus with a satiated smile, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
Chapter Ten
Bella was up and about early the next morning. Her men were taking her to Big Lake to get her some clothes. She was eager to have her own clothes b
ut hoped like hell they didn’t expect her to wear all those layers of petticoats beneath a dress all the time. She would much rather prefer to have some canvas pants and shirts of her own. She never was one for wearing dresses. She’d made a list of things she would need, including her own straight razor. She was rather hairy at the moment, and the itch of regrowth was driving her insane. Her men didn’t seem to care she was nearly as hairy as they were, but she did. She was feeling rather moody again this morning and couldn’t work out why. She was going to see if she could borrow one of their straight razor blades and hoped like hell she didn’t cut herself. After breakfast was over and the kitchen was clean again, Bella followed her men out to the barn. She readied Star while her men saw to their own mounts, and then they were off. They set off at a trot, not wanting to tire their mounts out too quickly. It was going to take a couple of hours to reach the small town of Big Lake on horseback. Bella rode behind Clint and Adam, Marcus beside her. She could hear them whispering up ahead but couldn’t make out what they were saying. She gave a mental shrug and let her gaze take in the beautiful scenery. The air was so crisp and clean, the pastures full of green and deciduous trees, their leaves various shades of red, brown, and orange. The ground was littered with the dead foliage but the sight was beautiful.
By the time they reached Big Lake, Bella’s muscles were feeling the strain of being in the saddle for so long when she wasn’t used to it as yet. She was okay with the riding, but the length of time had her feeling a little stiff. She was glad when Marcus helped her down from the saddle and even more grateful as he kept his hands around her waist until she was steady on her feet. Bella stepped back when she was steady and looked around at the town of Big Lake in 1865. It was so different than what she had left behind. The buildings were all made of timber, not a brick in sight. The walkways were timber decking, and the main street was dirt. There was a mercantile general store and a saloon, which no doubt housed the whores her men had been on their way to visit when they had found her. There was a blacksmith’s, a stable, a church at the far end of the street, and several small wooden cottages. She could just make out the word “Sheriff” written on a shingle outside one of the cottages.