by Black, C. E.
Suddenly the connection was broken as Lee grabbed Sam roughly and pulled her up out of her seat. He began to drag her down an isle towards an exit. I growled causing Jordan and Teij to glance my way.
“Whatever that plan is, it better be now, because Lee is taking off with Sam.”
“I’m sorry your girl has had to go through this. Paul was concerned about it, but we couldn’t have him suddenly defying Alexander. He would get suspicious.”
“Damn it! She should have never been brought into this!”
“I know and I am sorry,” Teij said regretfully.
“Well something has got to happen and like now! He’s leaving with her!”
We all turned to see Lee and a struggling Sam getting closer to an exit.
“Don’t worry, boys. Everything is right on schedule.
At those words, the first shots of gunfire echoed throughout arena.
~ 36 ~
Sam
I blocked out all of the shouting people as I watched the men I loved fight for their lives against the biggest tiger I had ever seen. Jordan and Alex had shifted into their jaguar forms and I was in awe of how beautiful they were.
Alex looked just as I remembered. He had a bulky build, with broad shoulders and thick paws. His black fur shined under the bright florescent lights and his tail whipped back and forth, as he circled his opponent.
I had never seen Jordan shift and I studied him, hoping it would not be the last time. He was leaner than Alex was, yet obviously just as deadly. His muscles bunched and twisted under his spotted coat. He was mostly a tawny gold with a white underbelly and darks spots covering his entire length.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of either of them as they lunged and rolled, trying their hardest to take down the massive tiger. I hoped with the odds being two against one that they had a better chance at a win.
Jordan’s father Lee grabbed my attention by pulled roughly on my arm. I gasped and pulled back, but it was of no use. He only tightened his hold until I whimpered from his harsh grip.
His disgusted breath blew against my face as he leaned closer. I had no idea how Jordan could be related to him. Yes, they both had blonde hair and blue eyes and Lee was a tall man, but nothing else matched. I did know that Jordan would never nor could ever be anything like his father.
I looked back down at the fight and caught Alex’s gaze. We stared at each other and it was just like every time before. We connected and I could not look away. That is until Lee spoke causing me to shiver with fear.
“Come on, let’s get out of here. I’m tired of waiting.” His breath smelled strongly of alcohol and I almost gagged when he smiled, showing off yellowing teeth.
“I am ready to have a little fun, aren’t you?” He asked as he lean in and nibbled on my ear.
I pulled away and felt my stomach convulse ready to empty its contents at any moment. Fear had me trembling, but I was trying hard not show him.
“Awe it’s okay, my little slut. I know you just gave birth, but I don’t mind. It will be more painful for you, but that will only make it more fun for me.”
He laughed and pulled me up from my seat and began dragging me towards the exit.
I struggled with all I had, putting my entire weight into it. I tried to plant my feet, but they just drug across the floor as he jerked me behind him. Panic speared through me and tears began to run down my cheeks. I just kept thinking over and over, ‘This can’t be happening!’
I dug my fingernails into Lee’s arm, hoping he would loosen his grip so that I could escape. I yanked so hard, I thought I was going pulled my arm out of my socket, but he ignored everything I did as he made a b-line towards the door only a few yards in front of us.
Two loud bangs had Lee stopping in his tracks. I looked around as the crowd quieted and searched for the noise. Two more bangs, sounding closer and suspiciously like gunshots, had the crowd screaming in panic.
They all began to run around, looking for an exit. I only saw three. Behind where the audience sat were two doors leading to an exit and another was on the other side of the arena. That was where Jordan and Alex had come in.
It was like a stamped, as the onlookers rushed towards where I stood next to Lee. He never moved, so the crowd bumped and jostled me in their frightened state. I was pissed that those people could be so rude and I winced as my foot was stepped on for the fourth time.
Suddenly, I found myself stumbling and falling to the ground. I cried out and cover my head as the crazy crowd continued to trample over me. That was when I realized I was using both my arms and was free from Lee.
I pushed the legs of the people around me and struggled to my feet. Searching through the crowd, I tried to see which way to go, but I was too short. The people were crowded around me and the sound was deafening. There were more and more gunshots making the people scream and clutch their kids.
The fact that they brought their kids to watch such a fight disgusted me, but I pushed the thought away and just began moving. I pressed through the mass of running bodies, not knowing where to go. All I knew was that I had to find my men.
A sudden sharp pain had me screaming as I was jerked back by my hair. I landed against a hard male chest.
“Tsk, tsk, it’s not time to go yet.”
At the sound of Alexander’s voice, I almost sagged with relief that he was not Lee. I may still be in trouble, but I knew he wasn’t interested in the revolting things Lee had promised. At that thought, I began to struggle, praying he would not take me back to that repulsive man.
Again, the effort was useless as he turned us around and began walking. The crowd had thinned and the arena was beginning to empty. I tripped over my feet countless times, but Alexander fingers tighten in my hair painfully, not allowing me to fall.
As the last of the people flew past us and out of the arena, Alexander halted. The sight before me brought tears to my eyes.
Jordan and Alex stood naked, each with a gun pointed at Alexander. It would have been funny looking if I hadn’t been so happy to see them. They were dirty and bloody, but otherwise unhurt.
My gaze went to the two men beside them. When my eyes fell on Bear, I cried out in relief. I had thought Paul had killed him. I had seen his slumped, unmoving form on the couch when Paul dragged me out the house and I had cried thinking I had lost another friend.
The other man spoke and I turned to look at the large black man standing next to Bear. He was bald, with silver hoops in his ears and had the biggest muscles I had ever seen on a man other than Bear.
He also was naked and held a gun. Without meaning to, my gaze roamed down his body. My eyes widen and even with the fear of being a hostage, I could not keep the blush from my face. I looked away quickly. All I could think was, ‘Wow!’
“Okay, Alexander, it’s over. Let the girl go.” His voice was deep and smooth, with an underlying hint of danger.
Alexander laughed and pulled my hair harshly making my head tilt back until I was looking up at the dark ceiling. Something sharp pressed against my throat and I gasped. I had not seen him holding a knife and it didn’t feel like cold steel. It felt warm, somewhat rough and extremely sharp.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I heard Jordan growl.
“And why not?” Alexander chuckled. “She will help me get away and once I am safe, I am sure I can find multiple uses for her.”
“Why? Why are you doing this? The fighting, the drugs, all of it, why?”
Alex’s voice was rough and I could hear sadness mixed with his anger. It must have been so hard on both of my men to have such horrid fathers.
“The fights were very lucrative and if you were any son of mine you would have relished being in that trench. We could have made a lot of money together son, but no, you had to be so righteous,” he spat.
“And as for the drugs, well you know how I’ve always felt about them. The disgusting stuff that humans use to cloud their minds and weaken their bodies, was and still is abhorrent in my
eyes.” Alexander was shaking with anger and a whimper escaped my lips as the sharp object at my neck pressed harder.
“But when a teenage shifter got curious and I saw the effect cocaine had on us, well, I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that, now could I? I immediately saw the advantage of such knowledge."
"Wilde Mountain has always been nothing but a backwoods town, but with the money and status that would come from the fights, I could build this community back up. We would be a better, stronger race.”
He huffed as if he was out of breath. It had been a long speech, but I thought it was more that he was excited about his screwed up plans for the future.
I heard growling and I wished desperately that I could see what was happening. My back and neck ached and my head was beginning to pound in a harsh tempo. I had only gotten out of the hospital from birthing Ava a few days before and my body was weak and tired. I was trembling with the need for rest.
“Ah Paul, my son, what are you doing back so soon? Did you get the baby? Never mind, we have more important matters now,” Alexander practically cooed.
I froze at the sound of Paul’s name. The odds were lessening for my men and their team. Would they be able to take down both Paul and Alexander while he held me? I shivered and wanted to pull away so badly, but did not dare move. A little more pressure and I would have a sliced neck.
There was a click and I felt Alexander stiffen, which had me stiffening out of fear of the unknown. Damn, I wished I could see.
“What is this?” He yelled.
“I’m sorry...father,” Paul replied, his voice cold as ice. “Actually, no, I’m not sorry. I think you’ve done enough damage in this life time and I won’t be your lap boy any longer.”
“You’re just like your brother! You are nothing but a weakling! None of you will stop me, not with her in your way.”
With a roar, Alexander began backing up, pulling me with him.
I began to panic, but there was nothing I could do. I couldn’t move without cutting myself on the sharp point at my throat. I was panting, and breathing hard, trying to think of a way to escape, when a gunshot echoed throughout the empty arena.
Alexander had stopped and I stood still, looking up at the ceiling, tears streaming my down my face. Then, suddenly, I was falling. I slid from his grasp, feeling a sharp burn slice across my neck. My hands went to my throat instinctively as I hit the floor.
I faced a motionless Alexander. He lay flat on the floor, his arms and legs spread wide and a perfectly rounded bullet hole in the center of his forehead. His eyes stared dully at the ceiling.
I saw feet moving towards me and I could hear voices, but I did not know what they were saying. Everything sounded muffled and I was feeling dizzy. I must have been in shock.
Blood trickling through my fingers and I realized it could be worse than shock. Jordan and Alex came into my line of sight. They were yelling something, but I couldn’t hear them. I could only see there gorgeous mouths moving.
God, they were hot, I thought with a giggle. I was definitely in shock.
“I love you,” I said to them with a small smile before I passed out cold.
~ Epilogue ~
I was having the most delicious dream. I was lying in bed, moaning as Alex’s teeth scraped gently across my clit. His hands trailed teasingly up my inner thighs, making my skin tingle. My hips gyrated, seeking more contact as he began leisurely stroking his tongue over my sensitive flesh, lapping up my wetness.
I wanted to grab his head and grind myself against him, but I had to make do with fisting the cotton sheets, as Jordan was in my way. He leaned over me, licking a path up the center of my breasts. He licked, sucked and nibbled his way across my chest, but never where I wanted him most.
I groaned as I arched my back, trying to make him take an aching nipple into his mouth. They were hard and pleading for his hot kisses. My head whipped back and forth in frustration. They were going to kill me; I just knew it.
Jordan chuckled arrogantly, but I had no time to complain. He latched onto a nipple and sucked so hard, I nearly leaped off the bed it felt so good. The pleasant jolt had me opening my eyes to find I was not having a delicious dream; I was having a delicious life.
My men draped over my body, pleasing me in the most sinful ways. I smiled as I let go of the sheets and grasped Jordan’s head. I tugged, pulling him off my breast. His mouth released the nipple with a pop and his blue eyes gazed at me hotly.
I urged him closer and my mouth fused with his. The kiss was scorching, passionate and wet. His tongue stroked the inside of my mouth just has Alex inserted a finger inside me slowly. I gasped and moan at the dual sensations. It had been too long since I had felt like this.
The doctor had said I had to wait six weeks before we could resume sex. Jordan and Alex had gone with me to my check up the day before and when the doctor gave us clearance for intimacy, I had seen the heated and mischievous looks in their eyes. Obviously, they decided to surprise me in the most luscious way.
Alex’s finger moved gently in and out, while Jordan continued to plunger my lips. My hands gripped Jordan’s head tighter, my fingers fisting into his hair. He had let it grow out enough that I finally had something to hold on to as we kissed.
A second finger eased into my hot core causing my hips to bump and grind against Alex’s hand and moan into Jordan’s mouth. Alex’s thumb rubbed slow circles over my clit as he pumped his fingers in and out.
“How does that feel?” Alex asked.
His voice was deep and a little breathless. I knew the feeling. I could barely catch my breath as I began to pant with need.
“So good,” was all I could manage to gasp as I tore my lips reluctantly away from Jordan’s mouth.
I tried to pull him back to my quivering lips, but he moved away causing me to whimper my displeasure. He smiled teasingly at my pout and leaned in to lick at a nipple before pulling away completely.
Alex move away as well and I felt the loss as my body wept with need. They had me so wound up I thought I would combust if I didn’t release soon.
Alex placed wet kisses across my stomach and I tried to wiggle away. I was embarrassed about the stretch marks that ran across my lower abdomen and sides. I also hadn’t lost all of the weight from my pregnancy yet.
Alex pushed my hands away gently and continued to kiss my stomach making me squirm. “You’re beautiful, Sam,” he whispered between kisses.
I opened my mouth to disagree, but was stopped as he swiftly slid up my body to take my lips with his. With a groan, I wrapped my arms around him, pressing our bodies more tightly together. I loved the feel of his silky chest hairs rubbing against my harden nipples.
I felt his cock searching for my opening and I lifted my hips ready for him to take me. As Alex’s tongues dove into mouth, his cock began sliding inside of me slowly.
It was a tight fit and there was a slight burn as he worked his way into my wet core. I spread my legs wider, hoping to make more room.
He pulled his mouth away from mine to look into my eyes. His warm gaze was glowing with love and tenderness as he made love to me.
“Are you alright?” He asked softly.
“Yes, it’s a little uncomfortable, but it feels so good. Don’t stop,” I pleaded.
He groaned as he leaned in to lick and nibbled on my swollen lips before continuing down my neck. I arched back giving him more access. He bit gently causing a gush of wetness between my legs. The tightness eased and his thrust became faster.
My legs wrapped themselves around his hips, pulling him closer as his hands lifted my hips. It was the right angle for him to go deeper and I cried out in pleasure.
His warm wet mouth latched onto my breasts and I knew I was about to orgasm. The pressure was becoming intense and almost unbearable. My head moved back and forth across my pillow. My legs and arms squeezed Alex closer, needing more contact.
I felt a hand on my face and I turned to see Jordan leaning over to kiss me.
His tongue darted into my mouth and just like that I detonated. Jordan’s mouth swallowed my screams as wave after wave of pleasure throbbed through my heated body.
Alex came with me, thrusting inside me once more as he shouted my name. Jordan continued to kiss me while I held Alex tightly. We were both trying to catch our breath, but with Jordan’s tongue entangled with mine, it was impossible.
I felt Alex’s lips against my throat as his pulled away from me gently. I hesitantly let him go and immediately felt the cool air blow across my heated skin. I shivered, but was warm again almost instantly as Jordan lowered himself on top of me.
I wrapped myself around him, pulling him closer. Our sweat slicken bodies slid against each other bringing a moan from my lips. He rolled so that I was on top.
I broke our kiss and leaned back to grasp his straining cock. I licked my lips as his neck arched and his eyes closed on a groan. It was the most delectable sight, to see what I could do to him with just a touch of my hand.
Lifting my hips, I brought his hardness to my weeping core and slid down slowly. He grasped my hips as I began to move. Our eyes met and my lips parted at the desire that darken his gaze.
I leaned over and kissed him with all the love and passion that was coursing through my body. His hand slid over my ass, gripping me tighter, begging me to increase my pace. I couldn’t deny either of us and I began riding him faster as our tongues twisted together.
I felt a hand caress my back and slide down to my back entrance. Alex circled my rosette before pushing the tip of his finger inside me. I felt myself clench around Jordan’s cock and sparks ignited, heating my blood to boiling.
“Fuck!” Jordan shouted, ripping his mouth away from mine.
His gripped my ass tighter, almost painfully, but not enough for me to complain. I wanted him to lose control and he did. He held me down as he thrust into me faster and harder until we both cried out with release. I threw my head back on a gasp as I screamed and sobbed, my orgasm overtaking me completely.