Lexi's Justice

by Renee Shearer

  My thoughts were nothing but a jumbled mess. I couldn’t concentrate on any one thing, I just kept bouncing from one thought to another. Connor snapped his fingers in front of my face bringing me back to the present.

  “What?” my voice was sharp even to my own ears, I winced, “I’m sorry Connor. I’m stressed, panicked and confused. I hate all of those feelings. I lashed out. Forgive me?” I gave him my best sad puppy dog look and he chuckled.

  Amusement was dancing in his eyes, “What will you give me?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “If I forgive you, what will you give me as a--gift, shall we say for being the bigger man?”

  “Not sure if that really qualifies you as being the bigger man if you’re trying to get something out of it.” I smirked at him crossing my arms, knowing I have him now.

  “Touché. However I still want something.”

  I rubbed the bridge of my nose, looking up at him exasperated, “What do you want?”

  I realized my mistake as soon as the words were out of my mouth and wanted to snatch them back. But, it was too late. His hazel eyes turned predatory as he stalked closer to me, un-able to help myself, I backed up again until my ass hit the wall. I was more turned on than afraid. The wall shifted slightly and I frowned. Either the earth already moved before he kissed me...or... glancing over my shoulder I looked right into Shane’s brilliant green eyes.

  Oh, fuck I’m caught now and why are all of these guys built like walls?

  “Mmm, just where I want you, Lex. Right between Shane and I.” My heart stuttered then slammed into my chest, heat flooding my system, damping my panties yet again. I groaned, wiggling a little against Shane trying to relieve the pressure between my legs.

  Shane’s hands clamped down on my hips as Connor reaches me, he slowly looked me up and down. The heat in his eyes sent another flood between my thighs and I groaned again. These four were going to be the death of me.

  “I want a kiss,” He whispered right before his mouth crashed against mine.

  My lady bits took over, moaning softly I opened my mouth to his seeking tongue. Shane’s hands tightened around my hips and I arched into him as his friend devoured my mouth. I had never done anything like this and it had me so fucking hot I wanted to rip off their clothes and have my way with both of them. Right here, right now as their other friends watched.

  I moaned again, louder this time at the images in my head, burying my hands in his long, thick hair so I could kiss him harder. Connor reached up, angling my head to the side to get better access to my mouth, I jumped slightly when I felt another set of lips on my neck.

  Oh god! This feels so fucking amazing and we haven’t even really done anything yet. But damn do I want to.

  Connor ripped his mouth from mine, turning me slowly so that I was facing Shane, “Kiss him, Macushla, and hold on.” I wanted to ask him what he just called me, but my demanding hormones wouldn’t let me. My lady bits needed to be satisfied.

  I leaned forward slightly, my mouth still tingling from Connor’s kiss, my skin felt like it was on fire as Shane looked at me like a man starved.

  I brushed my mouth over Shane’s while Connor pushed his rock hard cock against my ass, running his hand lightly down my back. I moaned and arched my back into Connor’s touch, my back was always sensitive. I leaned back slightly, looking at Shane, making sure he was okay.

  Shane’s emerald green eyes darkened to a hunter green as he lightly gripped my face and angled my head, “What are you doing to me, mi pequeño guerrero?” He mused before sealing his lips to mine.

  I couldn’t think of anything other than getting these two into bed. My pussy was dripping wet, I could feel both of their hard as hell cocks. Connor was thrusting against my ass sealing his lips to the back of my neck, driving me crazy. Meanwhile, Shane was moving against my lady bits. I could feel everything through my leggings, whoever invented these was a fucking genius. I wanted to beg them to continue, to never stop, to fuck me hard.

  “Fuck.” I heard someone whisper, opening my eyes I turned my head looking over to the side as Shane moved to the other side of my neck, his hands came up to cup my breast.

  I knew I should stop this. But it had been so long since I had felt this wanted. In the past 6 months I never really wanted to sleep with Christian. It was getting stale and boring. Plus he never made me feel this way. I felt like I was going to explode.

  I kept my eyes locked onto Colter and Thorne, my breathing coming in pants, Shane was rubbing my nipple, and kneading my breast in just the right way.

  The front door slammed open, “Honey, I’m hooommmeee!” Brit’s voice sang out.

  The lust induced fog cleared. What the fuck am I doing?

  I had never been this brazen and bold. But damn, if it also wasn’t the hottest fucking thing I had ever been a part of.

  “Well, boys, I see you are making my best friend feel great. However, I need some time alone with my girl. So back up and let the girl breathe. Unless, I can watch. I’m a voyeur.” I cleared my throat pushing against Shane’s chest, he immediately backed up. I could see everything in his eyes, all of his warring emotions. Desire. Lust. Confusion. Wonder. And finally anger, it was the anger that made me hesitate in saying anything to Brit. I didn't know if Shane was angry at me, what we just did, or himself, but I didn’t like it.

  “Well…” I cleared my throat again, slowly side stepping out from between them, “That was certainly some kiss. Now if you’ll excuse me. I need some air.” I turned, grabbing Brit’s hand as I practically ran out of the house like the hounds of hell were chasing me.

  I kept running until I hit the forest line, slowing down I stopped dragging Brit behind me. At least

  But holy fucking shit! What the hell just happened? I leaned back against a tree as my mind replayed everything. I didn’t want to stop that was for sure. It was so fucking hot having both of them touch me while the others watched.

  I moaned softly, lightly hitting my head against the tree. “Stupid, stupid, stupid.”

  Brit laughed, “Honey, if what I just walked in on makes you stupid, then dumb my toned ass down, I want to be stupid too.”

  I shook my head, chuckling, leave it to my best friend to put my shit in perspective. I slowly straightened and started walking around the forest looking at all of the colors, there are more now than there was when I was attacked.

  Now that my mind was clear of the desire I could think about the attack. But no matter how much I thought on it, I couldn’t find a reason why Christian would attack me. It just didn’t make sense. No, I had to of imagined that it was him, which made me worry. If it wasn’t him then who the fuck would want me dead? I no longer had any doubt that was the man's goal.

  “Girl are you okay?”

  Glancing at Brit, I smiled softly, “Yeah, just beat.”

  “And horny. Don’t forget horny.”

  “I highly doubt I will ever be able to forget that with them around.”

  “Them? Girl are you taking after your grandmother?”

  I chuckled, “Guess so. I want all of them, Brit. I can’t explain it.”

  “No need to explain it to me girl. Do you think it’s just you wanting to experiment...like collage? Or could it turn into something more?”

  “I don’t know. But I want to find out. Does that make me a slut?”

  “Oh honey, you’ve never been a slut. Don’t start slut shaming yourself now. If you have feelings for all of them, or are drawn to all of them, then why deny yourself? That is if they are okay with it.”

  “Yeah, I guess you're right. This is pointless unless I know where they stand.” I bit my lower lip.

  I felt someone's eyes on me, someone not Brit. Spinning around I searched the forest. There was no one there, I must have been getting paranoid thinking about my attack. The woods no longer gave me the feeling of peace I once enjoyed. As raindrops started to fall Brit and I ran back to the cabin laughing. We hit the porch steps just as the heavens
opened up and let loose a torrent of water.

  None of the guys are around but I could hear them in the house. There was music blaring somewhere, and pots and pans were rattling around in the kitchen. I dragged Brit back to the room I was given, I needed another shower and some girl time before dinner.

  Shutting my bedroom door, Brit strode into the bathroom, “Okay, let’s get this show on the road. The guys already filled me in on everything that happened and why they want you to stay here. Frankly I agree with them. But we have got to do something about that hair! Good thing I’m like a girl scout and came prepared.”

  “Pretty sure that was the boy scout motto.”

  “Girl are you gonna hop your pretty little ass in this gorgeous shower so we can get this hair right or keep correcting me?”

  I held up my hands, “I’m jumping, I’m jumping.”

  Seventeen

  Shane

  Lexi and her friend Brittany didn’t see me even though they had looked around. I chuckled at the thought of them thinking they would’ve seen me, or any one of us.

  When I didn’t want to be seen I wasn’t, plain and simple. Same with the other guys, we were trained by the best, and became the best after that.

  I almost revealed myself though, listening to their conversation. I wanted to grab her and fuck her against the tree. I couldn’t believe she wanted all of us. Could I do that though? Wasn’t that the same damn thing I ran from with Amy?

  But, Fuck. She is so fucking hot. I hadn’t really been with a woman since Amy. They were just one night stands that I usually ended up sharing with Con-man. Less chance of developing feelings for another woman who would screw me over.

  But hearing Lexi say she wanted all of us, for more than a one night stand, had me harder than ever. I had to grip a tree to keep myself from striding over there and burying myself deep inside her. The look of disappointment as she searched the forest made me want to go hold her.

  Now I was standing out in the torrential downpour waiting for her room light to come on. I knew that was where she would retreat to think about everything that she had remembered and have some girl time. I moved swiftly to the back door when I saw it come on, stepping into the kitchen I saw Connor doing the dishes. He always cleaned when he was thinking through things. I shook my head and smirked, “You’re going to make someone a great wife someday, bro.”

  Connor lobbed a wet washcloth in my direction that I ducked easily, making my way out of the kitchen laughing. We have been playing this game since we were kids. His mom and dad were still happily married after 42 years. They were like second parents to me. I would always sneak over to their house to drive my then foster parents nuts. Of course his mom, Sue, would always feed me and make us boys do the dishes before she would drive me to whatever foster house I was at.

  It wasn’t until the Hawkston’s that I felt a part of a real family and even then, I tried my damndest to fuck it up at first. But they never gave up on me; for that I will always be thankful.

  Striding to my bed after closing the door I laid down, not caring that I was soaking wet. Crossing my hands behind my head, I stared at the ceiling. My thoughts going back to my adoptive parents, I should call them soon and let them know I’m okay.

  Smiling I recalled how much of a little shit I was to them at first.

  Stealing from Mom’s purse, breaking Dad’s favorite coffee mug. I even stole their car when I was 10 and went on a joy ride. If It wasn’t for the fact that Dad had friends on the force my ass would have been in juvie. The day they sat me down, I was sure that was it, they were going to send me away. Part of me was relieved, but a bigger part was pissed off. The entire 2 years I had been there they had always told me they would never give up on me, and here they were about to tell me that it was over. They couldn’t handle it anymore and were giving me away. Everyone always did.

  But then they told me they wanted to adopt me, and my world shifted. It was the only time in my life that I had cried.

  The shower in the other room turned on breaking me out of my thoughts. I groaned and slung an arm over my eyes. Lexi’s room was right next to mine, her bathroom was on the other side of my bedroom wall. Normally I like it as I got to have my peace and quiet. Now I was starting to hate it, the walls may have been made of wood but they still carried sound through. It was how I knew she was up and moving around earlier, I could hear her groaning in pain.

  My thoughts quickly left my parents and went to her wet, naked body sliding under the shower head. Her lush curves, even if she was really skinny now, were etched into my mind. Her long black hair plastered to her head as she washed her hair again, trying to get the knots out. Her expressive light blue eyes closed in pleasure.

  Fuck, now I wanted to get into the shower with her.

  My cock was punching against my zipper uncomfortably, I adjusted it, groaning as my hand brushed over my cock. Not even thinking about what I was doing I unzipped my pants and worked my cock free. Imagining Lexi pleasuring herself in the shower, whether she was or not, I started to stroke myself.

  Moaning softly, I slid my hand up and down my hard shaft. Lexi’s sweet face, her mouth parted on a gasp as she slides her hand down to her clit, runs through my head and I stroked faster. Groaning when she moaned in my head, I couldn’t stop myself from replacing her hand with mine in my head. I could feel my orgasm building, I quickened my fingers on her sweet little pussy.

  Her and I climaxed together in my head, my eyes closed in pleasure as it swept through me. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from shouting out her name. Laying back against my pillows I panted softly, before reaching for the nightstand and grabbing the towel there to clean up the mess.

  Shit. It had been a long time since I had cum that hard, and that was just from picturing her in my head. I could imagine how much sweeter it would be when I finally had her beneath me.

  There’s no doubt in my mind that I wanted her. I wanted her so fucking bad.

  I knew my brothers all wanted her too, so Lexi wanting all of us wouldn’t be a problem except for me. Though the thought of her with all of us was surprisingly okay with me. After Amy, I would never have thought I would be capable of sharing, but I find with Lexi it just feels right if she is with all of us. Plus it would be different if that was the arrangement from the start. Instead of me walking in to find her with them when I had been thinking the entire time she was with me and only me.

  Now, I just needed to convince her of that. I had been kind of an ass towards her earlier. But... did I really want to go down that road with a woman again? What if I fell for her and she decided she didn’t want me? I don’t think I could recover from that this time. There’s something different about Lexi, something Amy never had. It made me want to try with her. But could I protect my heart at the same time? I scrubbed a hand down my face groaning, I was so conflicted. I wanted Lexi, in a bad way, and would probably jump at the chance to sleep with her. I also wanted to run in the opposite direction.

  Well, hell. What the fuck am I going to do now?

  Eighteen

  Lexi

  After Britt and I had our heart to heart while she brushed my hair, I decided to nut up and face the guys, but chickened out and hid in my room for a while after she left. Eventually, I got up the nerve to leave my room, I needed to tell them what I remembered anyways.

  Why? I had no clue, but they made me feel safe. With my fingernail in my mouth I walked down the hallway, my head down.

  Turning into the kitchen that seemed to be the central hub, where everyone always gathered, I ran into Colter who was on his way out. Being flush against his body as he gripped my arms to steady me, made me suddenly nervous. I could feel it coming on again. Word vomit.

  “Oomph. Sorry Colter, I didn’t see you there. That will teach me to walk with my head down right? Wow! What smells fabulous in here? I never knew guys could cook, I mean none of my other boyfriends could, and when it’s just me, I tend to order takeout a lot. I can cook, sorta, I mean I
can cook one meal, but it’s a really great meal. I used to have dinner parties at my house one a week. ‘Course I would always make the same thing, because you know, the one dish thing and all. But everyone loved my roasted chicken with mashed potatoes and yams. Whoever said you could only have yams and green bean casserole on thanksgiving was an idiot if you…”

  Colter’s rumbling laugh finally stopped my tirade, thank god. Why can I never seem to stop that shit on my own?

  “Take a breath, gorgeous. I was just about to come get you, dinner is almost ready.” He grabbed a piece of my hair and rubbed it between his fingers, “Beautiful.” He murmured, his eyes flashing with heat.

  “Oh. Okay, cool, thanks I’m starved.” I spied Thorne over Colts shoulder smirking at us. I narrowed my eyes at him, lightly pushing against Colter to release me. I stomped fully into the kitchen and put my hands on my hips. “But I’m not sure I should eat anything in this house, considering y’all have drugged me--Twice!”

  Thorne at least had the good sense to look contrite while Colter just grinned, leaning back against the doorframe.

  “Lexi, I’m sorry about that. You’re right, I should have asked you if you wanted to take the medicine instead of just putting it into your drink. I promise I won’t make that mistake again.” Thorne said walking over to me. My heart rate kicked into overdrive at how close he was, I was too young for a heart attack. But at this rate it was bound to happen.

  Damn these men! Why the hell do they all have to be so sinfully handsome?

  Thorne’s mouth kicked up into a grin as he stepped even closer and I heard Colter give a dark chuckle.

  Wait. Did I just…