She felt her cream drip and then hands on her hips behind her. A nibble to her shoulder then a finger of cool liquid to her anus, she knew it was Antonio.
“Sweet, beautiful, Missy Ann. I adore you,” he said and kissed her shoulder as he eased fingers into her ass. She moaned and shoved, needing him inside of her and also Salvatore, too.
Billy cupped her breast on the other side and as she turned to look at him Salvatore was gripping her hair and directing her mouth toward his cock.
“I need you.”
She immediately lowered and drew him in. She sucked his cock into her mouth and they began to set a pace. Finn thrust up and down, she bobbed her head up and down on Salvatore, and Antonio pulled fingers from her ass and replaced them with his cock. They all moaned together.
It was heaven as they made love to her slowly, passionately. Every day they told her how they cherished her and loved her. They promised to protect her and keep her safe all the time. They were patient and loving and she adored them with all her heart.
She felt Antonio grip her hips hard and then come inside of her. He kissed along her spine and then spanked her ass as he pulled out of her. His brothers chuckled, and then Billy took his place. Before he stroked his cock into her ass, he leaned over her side and kissed her scar. She needed multiple surgeries to repair the damage, but her ribs had taken the brunt of the bullet. She was fully healed, and had the best care ever thanks to her men.
She felt the tears fill her eyes as she realized the power and the intensity of their love for one another. Billy slid his cock into her ass and squeezed her hips. “I love you, baby. Always,” he said.
She suckled hard and Salvatore grabbed her head and pumped his hips, releasing his seed into her mouth. She licked him clean and then panted for breath as Finn and Billy began to compete thrust for thrust. She was moaning and thrusting back when she felt her body explode in pleasure. Finn and Billy followed and they eased from her body and held her in their arms.
She lay there feeling sedated, well loved, and cherished. She would do anything for her four men. She would fight for them, she would die for them, as they would do for her. As she closed her eyes and relished the aftermath of their lovemaking, she thought about how far they had come. She had been a victim of violence, yet somewhere in that chaotic, scary time of her life, she was rescued by Finn and Salvatore. She grew to love them and gave her that innocence that had been attacked and nearly taken from her. She learned to trust them and when she met Billy and Antonio she knew she could love them, too. The need to make them happy, to help them heal from their pasts and to see her as a new beginning, just as she saw them as her beginning, meant everything. They were her protectors and she was theirs. True love has the power to overcome anything.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers.
My momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty, she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my momma downright refused.
Being that my momma’s families were descendants of the original English speaking Southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor.
Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary.
I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true Southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name.
Just as my parents had a love story of their own, I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.
Enjoy Town of Chance: Attacking Innocence and allow your imagination to soar freely.
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