“Please. Oh God, I need more,” she said.
Storm’s fingers found her clit and he pulled on it, rubbed her juices around in a circular formation. She grew closer and closer to her orgasm when he pulled his fingers away, and Weston grabbed her hips, aligned his cock with her cunt, and shoved her downward.
She screamed out her release as both cocks filled her deeply.
“Oh, Aspen.” Storm growled and pumped his hips then shot his seed into her ass.
Weston cupped her breasts and pulled her lower to kiss her deeply. Storm pulled from her, letting the palms of his hands caress down her back and squeeze her ass cheeks as he pulled away.
Weston then thrust upward bringing her back to the point of pleasure as another orgasm instantly started to build. She was so turned on by all of this and then felt the tip of York’s cock at her anus and his one hand on her shoulder.
She widened her thighs and lifted up.
Smack.
“Oh!” she cried, out not expecting the slap to her ass.
“Fuck,” York said and pushed into her ass then smacked her ass cheek again. He rubbed where he spanked her.
“Look at that nice shade of pink on her ass. I own this ass, baby. We all do. Hold on, Weston and I are going to take you for a ride.” She lost her breath as both men began to fuck into her together. Weston kissed her, pulled on her tongue, and nipped her lips while York held her hips and pounded into her ass from behind her. The sounds that echoed through the room were insane.
She couldn’t take much more as she lost all ability to remain upright as she screamed her release.
Weston followed, holding her against his chest as he thrust his hips and came hard. Behind her York held himself deep and roared as he shot his seed into her ass.
Their panting and ragged breaths filled the room.
“Oh God, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to walk again,” she said and they chuckled. She instantly felt them pulling from her body, and then she felt their caresses and the warm washcloth cleaning her up. She couldn’t even open her eyes. Only briefly as each of them kissed her lips and she blinked her eyes only to see who it was.
“Weston?” she whispered as he lifted her into his arms and carried her out of the living room and toward the stairs. That was the last thing she remembered before exhaustion overtook her.
* * * *
Weston felt the dampness against his chest. The mumbled whimpers and the nails that dug into his skin. It awoke him from his sleep and now Aspen was rocking against him and curling up.
“Easy, Aspen. You’re okay,” Storm told her as he caressed her back.
Weston cringed from the bite of her nails digging into him. “You’re safe.”
“York, get the light. The one on the bedside. Turn it on, hurry.” Storm gave the order.
York moved quickly and the light slightly illuminated the room.
She shook her head and gasped for air. Storm spoke to her and caressed her arms. Now Winter was on the bed, York stood on the side looking over Weston’s shoulder. Weston grunted at the pain her nails caused.
Storm continued to talk to her and caress her arms, bringing her back to the present.
“Easy, baby girl, we’ve got you. You’re not there anymore. Never again, Aspen. We’re here.”
He kissed her damp cheeks and Weston felt her fingers ease from his skin. He held her head and caressed her hair.
“Are you okay now?” Weston asked her.
She nodded and eased back against the pillow.
No one said a word.
Weston locked gazes with Storm, the turmoil obvious on his face.
“Aspen, baby?”
“Leave the light on please. Please don’t turn it off,” she said and shivered as she clung to the pillow. Weston pulled the covers around her and snuggled against her back. He kissed her shoulder. “Sleep, Aspen. We’ve got you. You’re safe.”
Chapter 5
“Have you heard from her?” Nicolai asked Dmitri over the phone as he sat in the back of the limousine.
“I have. She sent me a few updates, and it’s not looking good. That scumbag Andrei wants to take over more than just the clubs. He wants Pro-Tech Industries as well as Liberty Construction and Development. Those are the legit businesses Storm and his friends run,” Dmitri told him.
“Most of what Storm and his team members do is legit. If Aspen is successful in weeding out the rats in the company as she seems more than capable of doing, then perhaps it’s time for Storm and the men to hand over the reins to you?”
“I offered him that the other night. Seems they’re making progress with Aspen.”
“How does Aspen feel about that?”
“Not sure. We’ve limited our communication. I set her up with a clean iPad. No one can track it and she knows how to delete whatever she sends to the e-mail and burner phones we set up. It’s all good.”
“My concern is Andrei’s interest in Aspen. If he was so pissed about Aspen securing that construction deal with Cartwright, which was incredible, then why didn’t he take her out? You know, at minimum make her pay up, take some revenge on her or something. Instead he threatens her brother, Storm, Weston, and the rest of the team, including India, and forces her to work for him as his CEO? I’m sure she hasn’t told Storm about any of this.”
“Nicolai, she’s trying to save everyone and doesn’t have a care about her own life. I’m sure that stems from years ago when she was abducted and nearly sold off.”
“That’s the type of business our families have never gotten involved in. But Andrei has. Andrei was responsible for a lot of bad things over the years. But because of the family ties, they won’t give the order to take him out. Not yet anyway.”
“Well, maybe some of the newest information will help make the bosses change their minds. It seems that Aspen uncovered something else while she had me investigate some of the suspected employees of Pro-Tech.”
“Like what?”
“Andrei and Demyan have been showing an interest in my charity program, Star Haven, for quite some time. Though they only recently began to show up at the yearly celebratory venues. Anyway, Storm and his team have hired many of these young people over the years for both Pro-Tech and for their clubs they own and we own.”
“My clubs as well?” Nicolai asked.
“Afraid so. I have a list of individuals that could very well be sabotaging our companies. I’m gathering a team now to, let’s say, interrogate them.”
“I want that list. You say that Aspen uncovered this in a matter of a week working at Pro-Tech?”
“Sure as shit did. I’d snag the woman myself but she turned me down multiple times. She’s an asset to the family. I mean to Storm and the team’s businesses and territory.”
Nicolai thought about that a moment. “Storm will need to know about this.”
“He’ll find out soon enough. Aspen has to keep Andrei believing that she’s sabotaging the company. She said that Andrei mentioned her finding out any information on you as well. He wanted to know if you were invested in Pro-Tech and what your share was in it.”
“The slimy bastard wants to rip my investments out from under me, too? He’s out of his fucking mind.”
“No, Nicolai, think about it. Why would he want this territory so badly? Why does he want to keep Aspen close by and unharmed? Why is he looking to land the businesses we currently have ties to even on a small scale?” Dmitri asked.
“He wants to squeeze me out. The fuck wants to be one of the heads. Son of a bitch. I think we need to keep Aspen well protected. There are other things you, Storm, and his team don’t know about.”
“Like what?” Dmitri asked.
“When the time comes, it will be revealed. For now get me the list. You and I will coordinate a plan with Aspen. Storm is going to be pissed that we’re putting the woman him and his team love in the middle of this, but it’s inevitable. When she sought her revenge against Andrei, she already placed herself in danger.
”
“I’ll do whatever is necessary to protect her.”
“Good. Keep me posted.”
“You got it, Nicolai. I’ll send the list immediately.”
Nicolai disconnected the call and leaned back in his seat and sighed.
“Problem, Nicolai?” Karlicov, his personal security guard and closest friend, asked him.
“Seems so, Karlicov. It appears that Andrei Renoke is up to his old tricks.”
“He wasn’t successful years ago when he helped Iakov’s brother Ivan try to take over territory that wasn’t his or Renoke’s.”
“Yes, and he was given another chance when the true owner of that territory was revealed. But this is different. He’s obviously been planning this take over for quite some time. He’s even got Sotoro involved and letting him slide into all of our businesses through the clubs. No wonder the numbers have been dropping. But he should have done his homework. He should have realized why he failed the first time and why I took such an interest in helping Porter and Storm and their team locate Aspen.”
“Why did Andrei have his men take Aspen and try to sell her off as some sex slave?”
“To send a message to Porter.”
“But Porter was just starting out in the business. He was basically given the territory by you.”
“Andrei didn’t realize that until it was too late.”
“Is that why he’s kept Aspen alive even though she screwed him over? To use her again to get Porter and even Storm to cooperate? Damn, he’s a sneaky fuck. He knows that Storm and his team are in love with Aspen.”
“But what he doesn’t know is that he’s digging his own grave. Aspen is more than just Porter’s sister and Storm and his team’s woman. Her ties to the family run deep.”
Karlicov took a deep breath and released it. “So it’s true then? What you figured out years ago?”
“Oh, it’s true, and it may be the revelation that ends Andrei’s life for good. That dumb bastard will wish he never chose to fuck with my family. He’ll be begging for mercy. From the other bosses of the family, and from me. All the shit he’s pulled will finally be enough to take him out, and with no repercussions from the other bosses.”
Karlicov whistled. “Why not just make the call now?”
“And lose the opportunity to weed out any other disloyal individuals? He’ll want it this way. I’ll take full responsibility. In fact, I will make the first call. The one giving him the heads-up about Andrei.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Put a tail on Demyan and Iakov. I want to know where they are at all times and what their role is in all of this. They’ll be going down, too, if they choose to go against Dmitri and I. We may be getting that blood war sooner than later after all.”
* * * *
Casper’s. Why is it that I love this place so much? Is it the memorabilia on the walls? All the old and new pictures of soldiers, teams of friends who served our country or gave their lives for it that make it so special?
Aspen heard some laughter and looked over her shoulder at the bar down the hallway to where Storm, Weston, York, Zin, and Winter were joking around with Gunner, Garrett, and Wes McCallister. Old friends of theirs, and of her brother Porter, too. It was out here where she recovered from her injuries after being taken.
Aspen felt her chest tighten. She closed her eyes and wished the images away. She still felt embarrassed every night when she awoke in a cold sweat, sometimes screaming for help or just begging for freedom. The men have been so supportive and loving. She knew they didn’t sleep well with the light always on, but they didn’t complain or even leave her alone in bed at night. Instead, they all gathered around her.
She wasn’t sure why she felt so safe with them. She knew she loved them and loved making love to them, but there was something else there. Some other kind of deep connection. She just couldn’t figure it out, but it was there.
Aspen continued to look at the pictures on the wall when she came across one of her favorites. A picture of Weston, York, Storm, Zin, and Winter standing together in uniform all dirty and as if they just finished some mission. Storm didn’t smile. No surprise there. It was hard to get him to smile. Winter was just as firm in his expression, but his eyes seemed to express it all. Like maybe he was relieved to be alive and to have made it to be part of the picture. Weston smirked, leaning on some huge-ass black gun that had a telescope or something on it. In fact, she noticed they all had the weapon either on them or leaning on it.
They were very capable soldiers. It was York who smiled the biggest, not that it was a huge smile but enough to call it a smile, not a grin. She was learning more and more about each of their personalities every day. They were different at work than they were at their home. At Pro-Tech they were serious all the time. Yet as organized, disciplinary, and hands-on as they were with the business, none of them knew or even suspected that there were spies in the company. Men and women though she figured about six in all in this specific building, were out to help Andrei take them over.
She wasn’t going to let that happen and she hoped that Dmitri could use his resources to help her, too.
Aspen ran her hand along the edge of another picture frame that contained more of a candid shot of Storm and his team when something caught her eye.
A hand gesture. Storm, dressed in black, half his face covered with something black, too, where only his eyes could be seen.
She gasped as the tears stung her eyes.
She looked toward the men standing at the bar laughing, enjoying themselves with their friends, but Storm looked at her over his mug of beer.
She turned away and headed toward the back door to get some air.
It was him. Storm was at the pier years ago when I was abducted. It was right before they were shipping her out. They drugged her because she fought the men holding her captive and they broke her arm, cut her skin, and bruised her up good. She felt the drugs taking over her body, but images flashed in her head now just like in her dreams. She heard no gunfire just gasps, then grunts and heavy things falling to the ground. She had tried to force her eyes to open when she saw shadows in the darkness then the hand gesture, like the one in the picture inside Casper’s. Palm flat then raised upward then back down flat. Eyes, dark blue, widened and then appeared angry. She remembered thinking he was one of the bad guys as she tried to use her one good arm to fight him, but she was too weak and darkness overcame her.
The back door opened and she turned to look and saw Winter.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked her and she nodded her head and turned away from him to look out at the gardens in the back of the building. On the other side was a dance floor that extended from inside to outside. The sounds of country music could be heard even out here on the other side of the building. She loved this place.
She felt the hand on her shoulder and she immediately reached up and covered it.
She wanted to cry, to just let all the emotions she felt just go. She knew the truth now. That Storm, Winter, York, Zin, and Weston were the ones to save her life when she was seventeen. Ten years ago this month. It was an anniversary she hated remembering and experiencing every year. But it always stood out in her mind.
She had so many questions yet couldn’t get herself to confess that she knew the truth now. Why hadn’t they told her? Was it because the doctors told them not to? They had told her to not force the memories from her mind. That when someone experiences something so traumatic in their lives that they block it from their memory. They said sometimes things trigger the memories and sometimes the person recalls all the events they had initially blocked out.
It was this place. It was being with Winter, Storm, Zin, York, and Weston that brought back the past.
Weston wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her back against his front. “Are you sure that you’re okay? I know we got a little wild today after work before we came here. You’re not sore are you, Aspen?” He whispered his concern then k
issed her neck.
She sure wasn’t sore. Their lovemaking every day after work and every night before bed was heaven. Sometimes they would even take her in the morning and during the night after she awoke from her nightmares.
“I love making love to all of you. It’s when I feel most complete and safe.”
He kissed her neck again and held her snuggly in his arms.
“That’s a good thing baby. You are safe with us. Always,” he said, and her heart filled with such deep love and emotion. They risked their lives to save her those years back. They watched over her the past few years because of Porter and their friendship. But then they fell in love with her as she fell in love with them. That was crazy.
She was going to tell him that she knew but the door opened and there was Gia.
“Aspen, there you are. Come on, girl, they’re playing our song,” she said, and Aspen smiled as Winter let her go.
“I’ll meet you two inside,” he said and winked at Aspen.
She and Gia headed back inside.
* * * *
Winter smiled as he took a deep breath and released it.
He had been watching Aspen as he, Storm, and the others reminisced with their friends. He saw her looking at the old pictures she always seemed to gravitate toward whenever she came to Casper’s.
His chest tightened when he saw her staring at one picture of them in combat uniform. When Winter glanced at Storm, he had been watching Aspen, too, and they thought she finally figured it out. That they were the ones to save her that night from being shipped out as some sex slave. God, that fucking made him see red all over again. The broken arm, her battered skin and naked body curled up in a ball in some fucking cage like an animal.
But she didn’t say a word. She didn’t let on to knowing. He wanted her to know. He wanted to make her realize that they were always going to protect her and keep her safe. That they had a special connection and bond because of that situation. And now that she was part of them, part of their team, their family, they would ensure her happiness for the rest of their lives.
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