Hearts on Fire 8: Saving C.C. (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  * * * *

  He’d watched her since she put the kids on the bus early this morning. Now here she was shopping at the supermarket, buying things for her kids. His kids. Fucking Lionel. Where was C.C.? Where had she disappeared to? He’d thought, after getting rid of Banks, Parker, and Lionel, that he would feel complete. Having C.C., the beautiful caring angel who helped him at the fire had been fate. Where the fuck was she?

  He walked close by Clare. She wasn’t as sexy and lovely as C.C. She didn’t do anything for him like C.C. did. C.C. was going to be his world, his everything. He was going to take her to that special place, as soon as he found her again. What did Clare do to make C.C. leave? She was always yelling at her, and C.C. even took care of the kids.

  He heard her cell phone ring as she got a coffee and sat down at one of the small tables in the mini café in the supermarket. She kept her cart by the side. He moved to the table right behind her as she answered the phone.

  “C.C. Oh God, how are you? Where are you?”

  His heart immediately raced. His patience had paid off. He’d been going to take care of Claire today. Kill the fucking bitch for making C.C. leave. But now he didn’t have to. He would find out everything. He just needed to listen carefully and be patient.

  “I’m doing fine, C.C. Where are you? New Jersey? Seriously, a beach town? Which one?”

  Come on, come on and say it. Say it.

  “Treasure Town? Wow, that sounds interesting.”

  He listed to her talk, but he already had what he needed. Treasure Town, New Jersey, a beach town. It couldn’t be too far. He would look it up immediately at the library. He had a lot to do. If he was going to travel, get away from this town and these shit-ass people who wanted to find him and punish him for killing, then maybe this was fate, too. Maybe he could find a great place in that Treasure Town for him and C.C. to be together forever? He could show her how great of a firefighter he could be. How he could save her and make her his woman.

  He’d gotten his revenge on those assholes and then on that detective for trying to destroy his plans for C.C. Now no one would stand in the way. No one.

  He waited until she finished the call to be sure no more information was exchanged. He’d been lucky to be here. He smiled and stood up too quickly. He was so excited and he made the chair scrape loudly against the floor. She turned to look at him, and he quickly looked away. Clare didn’t know who he was, but he didn’t want to see her face. His eyes were on C.C.’s, and Clare would live today because C.C. had made that phone call.

  * * * *

  “Why are you two in such a hurry to get out of here? Hot date or something?” Chief Sanchez asked as Mercury and Jenks clocked out and grabbed their bags.

  “Something like that,” Mercury said, and the guys started teasing them.

  “Who is she that both of you are rushing to see her?” Rusty asked.

  “Don’t worry, Rusty, word is C.C. is still available. In fact, she was looking pretty fine last night. Turned down three guys from Ladder 13 on the other side of the bridge,” Vetter O’Harra teased.

  “What guys from Ladder 13?” Jenks asked.

  Mercury was instantly jealous and pissed off, especially with Rusty being almost obsessed with their woman. She might not be theirs officially yet, but he was ready to stake a public claim.

  “Three big fucking dudes. One grabbed her ass, I think. At least that’s what I heard. You can’t blame them. She’s got a fantastic ass. You see how well those shorts fit? It’s that bike she rides. Heard she rides it late at night from The Station to home.” Brandon Polaski was teasing Rusty, but his words hit Jenks hard.

  “Well, she won’t be doing that anymore, and stop looking at her ass. That ass is mine,” Jenks said, and they all just stared at him.

  “What?” Rusty asked.

  “She’s our date for tonight. She belongs to the St. James brothers, so spread the word,” Mercury said and then pulled on Jenks’s arm.

  “Get the fuck outta here,” Polaski said.

  “You two serious?” Chief Sanchez asked.

  “As serious as a fucking heart attack. So spread the word,” Jenks said.

  “Later, gentlemen, we’ve got a date with a very beautiful, sexy young lady. Enjoy your night off. I’m certain we will,” Mercury said, and Jenks gave a wink as they headed out of the firehouse.

  They threw their gear in the back of the truck, and Jenks got in to drive.

  “I came so close to fucking knocking out Vetter.”

  “I know what you mean, but they were just teasing Rusty, making him more crazy.”

  “I know. That’s why I said what I did. I hope C.C. won’t get pissed off. But it isn’t safe for her to be riding a bike home from work so late at night. God knows what time she got in this morning,” Jenks said.

  “After three from what Frank said. But I’m glad we’re going to see her. We’ll talk to her about the bike thing.”

  “And about the three fucking big guys from Ladder 13. Who the fuck were they, and did one of them grab her ass? Because I’ll fucking hunt them down and beat the shit out of them.”

  “I don’t know, but I feel the same way. The thing is I don’t think we can tell C.C. that. She won’t like it one bit. We need to be really calm.”

  “Fuck calm. I want to make her ours officially. Enough is enough.”

  “Patience was never one of your strong points, Jenks, that’s for sure.”

  * * * *

  C.C. took a deep breath and straightened out the turquoise blue sundress that fit snuggly against her body. The bodice was cut a little low, accentuating her breasts, pulling together an abundant amount of cleavage, which wasn’t so difficult to do. She had fallen in love with the dress, and just because she was large up top didn’t mean she couldn’t wear such dainty outfits like the dress. It even had these pretty little embroidered accent pieces along the zipper down the back, adding to the classiness of the dress. She debated about wearing high heels, but working as a waitress made her feet hurt, and she’d stood for a few hours in the kitchen today preparing homemade apple pie for dessert. She even bought some vanilla ice cream.

  Grabbing her bag, the ice cream, and the pie, she gave one more look in the front hall mirror before heading over to her landlords’ house. She chuckled just thinking that.

  As she walked across the grass and onto their driveway, she saw Mercury in the driveway. He looked incredible. His dark hair appeared wet as though he’d just gotten out of the shower. He wore a pair of navy blue camo shorts and a black T-shirt that accentuated his muscles and tight abs. She saw his mouth open and his eyes roam over her body as she approached, and he seemed pleased, which gave her a boost of confidence.

  “Damn, baby, you look more beautiful every time I see you.” He reached for the bag with the ice cream as he kissed her softly on the lips. Her eyes were closed, and she enjoyed the sweet taste of him and the scent of soap and cologne.

  “You look good too,” she told him, and he winked.

  “Come on in the back. Frank is just taking some clams off the grill. I hope you like those. We have cocktail sauce and butter.”

  “How about hot sauce? Love them like that.”

  He smiled wide. “A woman after my own heart. What’s that incredible smell?” he asked as they came around back.

  “Homemade apple pie. Oh, and ice cream.”

  “Wow, Frank is going to love this. Let me help you.” Mercury said as he took the pie and ice cream from her.

  “Hey, C.C. made homemade apple pie and brought some ice cream, too.”

  Kyle approached, along with Jenks.

  “That’s some dress, baby. I love it.” Kyle drew her into his arms for a kiss. She kissed him back, wrapped her arms around him, and felt his hands go over her ass and squeeze.

  As he pulled slowly from her lips, he gave her a wink. “I missed you.”

  She felt her heart soar. “I missed all of you, too.” She admired his brown eyes and the intensity of
his expression. He took in the sight of her breasts, and she felt them tingle as if he’d touched them.

  He released her to Jenks, and she turned toward him, immediately noticing how good he looked in the dark green shirt he wore and smelling soap and cologne. She inhaled a little deeper as he pulled her close and hugged her tightly then kissed along her neck and shoulder. Goosebumps traveled along her skin, and she thought to herself that, if this was the greeting she got, she was definitely in a lot of trouble. How could she resist them? They were super sexy, so appealing, and they wanted her. They made her feel special.

  Frank placed the platter of clams onto the big table on the patio as Jenks took her hand and walked her closer.

  She locked gazes with Frank.

  “Homemade apple pie, huh?” he asked.

  “I heard it’s your favorite dessert.” She flirted as Jenks led her closer. As soon as she was within reach, Frank took her hand and brought her closer. She pressed against his chest then slid her hands up over his shoulders as one of his hands landed on her hip and the other went immediately to her ass, cupping it possessively.

  She gasped.

  His dark brown eyes roamed over her breasts. “Something tells me that you’re going to be my new favorite dessert.”

  Her pussy spasmed. His words were so effective. He leaned down and kissed her, and that was it. She was putty in their hands, and he knew it.

  * * * *

  Frank couldn’t resist. C.C. looked so incredibly hot in that turquoise dress, her breasts full and on display and her ass round and sexy. He thought about what Mercury and Jenks had told him about the firehouse and what the guys said about her ass and her body and, of course, about the firefighters hitting on her last night. He lost all ability to take things slowly and, instead, decided to take full control of this relationship.

  He ran his hand along her ass, squeezing and kneading it as he devoured her soft moans. Running his other hand up from her hip over her ribs to her breast, he cupped a mound and then ran his thumb back and forth across the nipple. He felt her rock her hips against his crotch, and he wanted more. So much more. Without a second thought, he ran his hand under her dress and was pleasantly surprised to find a very skimpy pair of thong panties. She moaned and gripped his shoulders tighter, and he took it as a sign that she was feeling things, too.

  He pressed the material down and then gripped her hip, tilting it back slightly so he could find her pussy. She let him, and he moved even faster. As soon as he found her bare pussy, his cock doubled in size. She was clean-shaven, and he wanted a closer look, hell a taste of her sweet cream.

  When he caressed her clit, she pulled back from his mouth. “Frank.”

  “I’m in charge, you got it? You’re my appetizer. This sweet, wet pussy is calling our names, baby. This is how it’s going down.” He pressed a finger up into her cunt.

  C.C. gasped but held his gaze as she stuttered for breath.

  “I’m going to finger this tight, wet cunt, and then I’m going to place you on that table and instead of sucking on some clams with butter and sauce, I’m going to suck on this pussy, clit and all. You got it, baby?”

  “Oh God, Frank. You’re wild and bossy.”

  “Get used to it.” He pulled a finger slightly out and then thrust it back in.

  He could tell by her expression that she was turned on by his control and orders. It was like being back in the service, but the rewards were going to be greater than anything he’d ever gotten as a reward in there. He would have C.C. entirely.

  “So tight and wet. I want to taste you, baby. I want to suck on that tiny sweet clit and make you come hard. You ready for me to lay you on this table and have my wicked way with you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Holy fuck,” Kyle said to the side of her. He glanced at his brothers and then back at C.C., who did the same. Her cheeks turned a nice shade of red.

  “That’s right, baby. Look at my brothers. Look at your men. We’re all going to feast on you, and then we’re going to carry you inside and fill you with cock in every hole and claim this body. You’re all ours. You want that too, don’t you, C.C.?”

  She was breathing heavy, and he pulled his fingers from her pussy then lifted her up and placed her gently on the table.

  He ran his hands up her thighs, spreading her as she leaned back on her palms.

  “Tell us you want this,” Jenks stated firmly.

  “I do.”

  Frank ran his palms up her thighs, pushing the material of her dress to her waist. He peeled down her panties and licked his lips when he saw how clean-shaven she was. He ran his hand along her pussy.

  “Nice and clean-shaven. You did this for us? For tonight?”

  “Yes, I did.”

  “That makes us real happy, C.C. Really happy,” Mercury told her and then reached over, cupped her cheek, and drew her in for a kiss.

  As Mercury kissed her, his brothers joined in, touching her and caressing her.

  Frank spread her thighs wider as Mercury and Kyle lowered her back to the table and took turns kissing her.

  Jenks moved in next to Frank.

  “It sure is a pretty pussy. You think she can takes our big cocks, Frank?” Jenks asked as he ran his finger between her pussy lips and caressed her inner thigh.

  C.C. wiggled her hips and tried pushing her thighs together, but neither Frank nor Jenks allowed it.

  “I think we’re going to get her so wet and needy she’ll be ready to take two and even three cocks at once.” As he pressed against her pussy with his finger, she moaned, and he saw the cream drip from her cunt down the crack of her ass.

  “Oh, I think she likes that idea, Frank. Look at her ass. She’s going to need a cock in there, too.”

  “Then we better get her ready for the four of us.” Frank lowered to his knee and took his time arousing C.C. He blew warm breath against her folds, and she shook from the sensations.

  “Oh God, please, Frank, Jenks, please do something.”

  “We are, baby.”

  He swiped his tongue from pussy to anus, back and forth as she moaned and thrashed on the table. Kyle and Mercury held her down as Jenks watched and waited for his turn.

  Frank alternated between using his tongue and then his fingers, thrusting, stroking, and making her tighten up and shake.

  “Don’t tighten up. You taste so sweet. I want Jenks to taste you next while he gets your ass ready.”

  “Oh God.” She moaned.

  Mercury cupped her face between his hands. “Ever get fucked in the ass, C.C.?”

  “No, Mercury. Oh God, I don’t know about this.”

  “You’ll be just fine. We’ll take our time. We’ll get you so wet and so needy you’ll beg for it.” He covered her mouth and kissed her as Frank moved out of the way and Jenks took his place.

  Frank watched with awe and excitement as his three brothers touched, aroused, and kissed their woman. She looked incredible as she lay on the table in the backyard, hidden by the overhang of the porch so no one else but them could see her and enjoy her.

  “God, you’re delicious, C.C. Relax those muscles. You’re made for us.” Jenks took that moment to press a finger against her anus and push right in.

  “Jenks!” she exclaimed, and then she moaned and shook as she came.

  “Someone likes a finger in her ass,” Jenks told them, and Frank smiled.

  “Then she’ll love a cock in there too,” Kyle said as C.C. moaned and recovered from her orgasm.

  Jenks lifted her up and into his arms.

  She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on tight.

  “To bed. No more waiting. We’ve got exploring to do.”

  “But dinner and the clams.”

  “Later. We want you right now.”

  Frank followed his brothers as Jenks carried CC into their house and straight upstairs to the master bedroom.

  * * * *

  C.C. was shaking. She couldn’t believe this was happening rig
ht now. She should be panicking, maybe stopping them from continuing because it was too soon. They hadn’t even gotten through their first date and she was going to sleep with them. Really? Was she out of her mind?

  “Jenks?” she whispered as he carried her up the stairs.

  “Yes, baby?” he asked so sweetly.

  She adored their personalities. They were so different and unique yet a lot alike. Their ability to be so forceful, sexy, and in control both aroused her and put her on edge. Did she have a right to feel this good, this perfect?

  “I’m scared,” she whispered as he lowered her feet to the floor in the bedroom.

  He cupped her cheeks and looked down into her eyes.

  The others gathered around them, already pulling off their shirts and getting comfortable. Frank moved in behind her. She inhaled as she held Jenks’s gaze.

  “Don’t be scared. We won’t hurt you. We won’t do anything to make you scared or to feel pain. Only good things.”

  “Yes, only good things,” Frank added, squeezing her hips gently as he kissed her neck and her shoulder.

  The more they kissed her, caressed her, the more relaxed she became. Frank moved his one hand off her hip, and she felt the loss of his touch.

  But then Jenks released her lips and Frank unzipped her dress in the back.

  “I like this dress, these pretty, dainty buttons along the zipper. Classy, delicate, and sweet like you.” Frank leaned forward, kissing down her spine as her dress fell from her body and hit the rug.

  Their intakes of breath seemed to echo around the room. She wore no bra, and they’d already removed her panties. She was naked and prayed they loved her body like she knew she would love theirs.

  “My God, you’re perfect,” Jenks told her, caressing his hand along her hip, and then he cupped her breasts.

  She held Jenks’s gaze and absorbed the firmness of his jaw, the deep tone of his voice, and the way his muscles dipped and protruded along his chest and abs. His lower half, by his hips and belly, reminded her of a Ken doll. Every muscle was defined, including in his jaw. She looked at his hand, large, with veins protruding along them from his forearms to each digit. He was all muscle, sexy, mouth-watering.