“How the hell did you do all of that?” Porter asked.
“How the hell did you know that there are spies in our company?” Winter asked her.
“Well, back to that little visit in Andrei’s restaurant in the back room. He told me he had people planted in there ready to sabotage from within, in case he needed to discredit your company. Hence, the one problem you ran into a year ago with the ex-boyfriend hiring your guys to find the girlfriend and kill her. Never mind a few other close calls more recently that I was able to nip in the bud rather quickly. By the way, I’ll have a confirmed list to you ASAP when I get access to my laptop upstairs. You can begin firing these assholes pronto. And don’t worry, between Dmitri and I we came up with the idea of you hiring more retired military personnel so they can support their families now that they’re out of the service.”
“Holy fuck. You’ve been pretending to work for us while pretending to work for Andrei?” York asked, sounding outraged.
She shrugged her shoulders.
“You let that fucker kiss you in his office? He had his hands on you, Aspen?” Zin asked.
“Please calm down. This is going to work out. Dmitri and I have the entire thing figured out. There’s just the issue of the Star Haven program Dmitri started and supported. Apparently, Sotoro and a few others like Demyan, have been using the program to snag potential employees as well as high-priced hookers. It seems these women have been working in the back rooms of some of Andrei and Demyan’s clubs. Clubs that Dmitri is interested in taking over.”
“Aspen.”
She continued to talk about the list of people she had come up with and about working with Dmitri.
“Aspen.”
She looked at Storm since he raised his voice at her.
“All this time, you’ve been working with Dmitri, uncovering this potential takeover, risking your life in a world that your brother and all of us have been trying to protect you from?” His voice raised on the last word as he stepped toward her. Instinctively she stepped back.
“Let’s take this upstairs,” Winter said.
“Let’s not. I’m seeing fucking red right now, Aspen. Fucking red. Do you have any idea what kind of danger you’ve placed yourself in by dealing with men like Andrei and Dmitri?” he scolded.
She could tell he was extremely angry and so were the others. They all looked upset with her. “I explained to York and Porter, how I was in a different mind frame until recently.” She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she shyly looked at her brother then back to Storm, Winter, Zin, York, and Weston.
“I didn’t care about living or dying, only seeking revenge. You have no idea what it feels like, what it felt like to know that man was responsible for my abduction, and that he continued to corrupt the innocent of society. I knew exactly what I was getting into. I knew the dangers and I didn’t care. All I knew is that I could get Andrei back the best way I knew how to. By hitting him where it hurts. His damn fat wallet. So if you’re angry at me, if you think I’m stupid and don’t understand exactly why we’re here right now, then so be it. My only focus now is saving your company, protecting India and all the men I love, whether you like it or not,” she stated firmly as her voice cracked with emotion.
They just stared at her with blank expressions until Storm pointed at her and curled his finger for her to come to him.
Is he serious? Does he actually think I’ll walk right into the punishment I’m sure to get for all these crazy stunts I pulled?
“When a made man, a mafia boss issues an order to come, you better damn well do it fast,” Porter said from behind her.
She glanced up and over her shoulder at her brother. He looked just as firm. Then she noticed he and his team bow their heads toward Storm and then walk from the porch.
Winter cleared his throat and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
Storm raised an eyebrow at her and she found herself walking toward him then stopping a foot or so in front of him.
“Closer,” he said firmly.
She swallowed hard and then stood only a few inches in front of him. She bowed her head.
“Look at me,” Storm said as the others surrounded her.
She tilted her head up and looked at Storm, then at Winter, then Weston and Zin and finally York.
“You belong to us. You’re our woman. As the woman, the wife to made men, there are certain responsibilities, rules that you need to abide by. The most important one is obeying your men’s commands so you remain out of danger. I understand your emotions and how you felt. Perhaps if we came forward sooner and expressed our love for you earlier, you wouldn’t have been so compelled to risk your neck for revenge against a mob boss.”
“She would have been too busy in bed with us to focus on anything else,” Zin stated.
“Her actions will not go unpunished.” Winter told her as he eyed her body over.
Why she was completely aroused right now she didn’t know. But thinking that her brother and his team were only inside the house a short distance away kind of killed her arousal. Well, maybe only a little.
“I accept whatever punishment my men feel is necessary. But just so you know, I would do it again because that’s how much I love all of you. We can save your territory. Together.”
“We don’t care about the territory in Chicago, Aspen. We were willing to give it all up for you and focus our attentions here in Texas, where things are more legit. We had already spoken with Dmitri,” Weston told her.
“Dmitri? Why?”
“Dmitri is family. He’ll be getting an earful from me soon enough,” Storm replied.
“Family? What do you mean?”
“He’s my cousin,” Storm said.
“So that’s why he’s been so helpful. He’s been keeping an eye on me, too.”
Zin pulled her into his arms and held her close, placing his hands over her ass cheeks.
“He’ll be reprimanded for that, too. No more private meetings or phone conversations with our wife,” Zin told her.
“Wife? What are you talking about?” she asked, feeling excited and hopeful.
“We’re getting married. As soon as this is over,” Winter said.
“Yeah, we’re never going to leave your side, Aspen. Since you’re okay with the fact that we have some illegal businesses as well as legal ones, then you won’t mind the fact that you need security at all times,” Weston told her.
“Since you’re so good at ditching the guards we used before, we’re going to personally be your bodyguards,” York said, and the others smiled.
Winter pulled her into his arms next. “Tonight, after your brother and his team leave, you’re going to get your first punishment.” He squeezed her ass then gave it a light smack.
“Winter.” She gasped and he kissed her deeply.
“Let’s get inside and work out some plans. We need to make sure that India is transported to a safe location and not followed,” Storm said.
“I’m going to get him back for hurting India,” Aspen said aloud, and then Zin stopped her and they all looked at her with firm expressions.
She smiled and hugged Zin’s arm as she started walking again. “We’re going to get him back for that.”
“I think someone is going to have a very sore ass tomorrow,” Weston said. They all agreed and chuckled, but Aspen widened her eyes and wondered just how serious the men really were.
* * * *
India could hardly keep her eyes open. Her one eye was so sore. Her lips hurt where she couldn’t talk. She felt aches and pains everywhere.
“Come on now, honey. Aspen, Silas, and the guys all want you safe,” Dmitri told her as he lifted her up and carried her out of the room. Her eyes ached from the bright lights illuminating the hallway.
“Where am I?” she asked as her eyes adjusted to the light. She inhaled and could smell the antiseptic, and the sanitary, cold aroma of hospital.
“You’re in the hospital now but soon you’ll be on m
y private jet and a hell of a lot safer than right here.”
“Jet?” She asked and then held on to him as he descended the stairs.
“All clear.” She heard another male voice. She sensed Dmitri nodding his head.
He moved faster as a door opened, the metal creaking and then Dmitri cursed.
“Fuck. Take them out. We need a clear escape,” he mumbled and then picked up his pace, her bouncing in his arms.
“Hold on, honey.” He ran with her. She heard a series of sounds.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
“Get her inside. We got it covered. Flynn’s at the airport waiting,” a voice said. It sounded deep, strong, and she blinked her eyes open, but more sounds echoed around them as Dmitri covered her head and tucked her close.
He got her into a truck. Some sort of dark vehicle. The door slammed closed and the sound of tires squealing echoed outside.
“Are you both okay?” another person asked.
“We’re good. I can’t wait to get these fucking assholes back,” Dmitri said in a deep, ominous voice.
“You’ll get your chance, Dmitri, and in the interim, we’ll do our job. Don’t you worry,” the other man said.
“Dmitri?” she whispered.
He caressed her hair. “You’re going to be safe now, India. Your brother has gotten some of the best men to protect you and keep you safe.”
“Protect me?” she asked, feeling herself losing strength to continue speaking.
“Yes India, you’re going somewhere where Andrei and his crew can’t hurt you ever again. Now rest. All you need to worry about is getting better.”
She held on to him, feeling fearful, shivering in his arms. She hardly even knew Dmitri Sanclare. No one really did. But she knew of him, and she knew how close Aspen was to him. Dmitri said Silas arranged for her protection. Her brother was in soldier mode. They all probably were. She closed her eyes and prayed that her brother, her best friend, and all the men were safe. Andrei Renoke was a monster, and she hoped that he, Demyan, and especially Iakov got what they deserved.
The only future for the evil mind was death of the most violent kind.
Chapter 7
“Oh please, please, Zin!” Aspen cried out as her pussy wept and her thighs shook. They were all gathered around her on the bed. A bed she was handcuffed to. She was facing forward toward the headboard. Her arms stretched out in front of her, balancing on her knees and shins, kneeling, her thighs spread wide. She was so overstimulated already and they hadn’t even spanked her yet. She stretched her fingers, the soft thick fur protected her wrists from getting cut or bruised. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined anything so erotic and wild.
“Oh!” She gasped as Zin tapped his hand against her pussy, lightly arousing her already swollen pussy lips.
The bed dipped again and the feel of thick, hard palms rubbing up her body from ankles to thighs to ass then hips made her shiver with anticipation.
“You’ve been a very naughty girl, Aspen,” Weston whispered into her hair, surprising her as all her attention was on Storm, whose hands made their way around her body, squeezing and spreading her thighs.
“You need to learn discipline, and your place as a wife to made men,” Winter told her in her other ear.
“Wife?”
Smack.
“Oh God!” She jerked from the unexpected smack to her ass as well as their continued reference to her as their wife. Her heart pounded. It was filled with emotion, with desire.
Smack.
“Oh!” She moaned again.
“That’s right, wife. You’re going to be our wife as soon as this shit is over. But right now you concentrate on the feel of our hands on you, possessing you, reminding you that you belong to us, Aspen. You’re ours to protect, to love and we expect respect and submission. Do you submit?” Storm asked her.
She felt the hands on her body everywhere. Fingers grazed her sensitive pussy lips, lips brushed against her lips, and she saw Weston in front of her naked and stroking his cock. Then York gripped her wrist where the handcuffs met. He locked gazes with her and appeared so dominant and lethal. She shivered and lowered her head but held his gaze. He smirked yet didn’t smile. It was in his eyes. He was telling her, they all were, that they owned her, possessed her, protected her, and they were in command.
She felt her pussy clench, and cream dripped down her thighs.
Zin grabbed an ankle on her left side and Winter grabbed an ankle on her right side. She felt their palms stroke up her calves to the backs of her knees. They gripped and parted her thighs wider.
“Oh God, please. Please,” she begged. For whatever they were willing to give her. A smack to her ass, a finger to her cunt, she didn’t care. She just needed them on her, inside her, making them one.
Storm was right behind her and she felt the palms of his hands caressing her ass. She moaned again.
“You belong to us. Tell us,” he ordered in that tone that was all Storm. Her body tightened and she tightened up, too.
Smack, smack, smack.
“I belong to you. To all of you,” she blurted out a little too late.
“You don’t sound too sure, Aspen,” Storm said and then she felt the series of smacks to her ass with caresses of hard, firm palms in between. She wiggled and moaned, receiving spank after spank from his firm hand and then the others spanked her, too.
She felt about ready to lose her mind, as tears stung her eyes and a realization hit her so hard she gasped.
“I’m sorry. I love you. I love all of you and I’m yours. Only yours forever!” she screamed, and a thick, blunt finger stroked up her cunt.
“Holy God almighty!” she screamed out and came hard.
A moment later they were all moving. A hand gently gripped her hair and head causing her to look up and lock gazes with Weston. He nodded his head in approval making her feel so good inside as he moved the tip of his cock closer to her lips. She wanted him so badly. Wanted to please him, confirm to him, to all of them, that she belonged to them and submitted to them fully. Whatever they told her, asked of her she would do because she loved them with all her heart.
She opened, accepting the thick, hard muscle and moaning at the first taste of pre-cum on the tip. She twirled around it, but Weston didn’t want to hold back, nor did Storm as the cool liquid was pressed to her sensitive anus.
She accepted Weston’s cock, relaxed her throat and took him in. She jerked as Storm nipped her ass cheeks and spread them wide.
“Ours, Aspen. All ours. Every fucking part of you,” Storm whispered against her ear then pressed his cock into her ass.
Zin cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipple. York did the same on the other side.
Winter was at the top of the bed to her left next to Weston when she felt his fingers stroke her pussy.
“That’s it. Damn, our woman is sopping wet. I need her, too. Fuck, I need her bad,” Winter stated.
Storm gripped her hips and pumped into her ass faster.
“Get under there, Winter. She’s ours for the taking,” Weston told him as he gripped her hair and eased his cock from her mouth.
Winter pulled out his fingers, slid under her as Storm lifted her up by her waist. Weston lifted her handcuffed hands higher and she immediately placed them over Winter’s head to rest behind him. Her breasts swayed by his mouth as he adjusted his cock. He licked a nipple and bit gently, tugging on the berry.
A moment later she was impaled on Winter’s cock.
“Oh my God. Oh God, I feel so full,” she said as she moaned and moved her hips. She began riding him with help from Storm who kept his cock deep in her ass as she adjusted to Winter’s invasion.
“There we go. Now that’s a fucking sight,” Weston said, taking a handful of her hair and drawing her mouth back to his now very hard, thick cock.
“Come on, baby, we’re taking you together,” Weston said and she felt the need to satisfy them and to submit to their control once again. She opened h
er mouth and moaned as Winter and Storm began a fast, deep pace into her body, claiming her. She sucked Weston harder and in rhythm to Storm and Winter’s thrusts.
“Sweet mother, I can’t wait,” Zin said, and she felt the slap to her ass on one side and then the slap to her ass from the other side.
Zin and York.
“We’ll protect you always. Always, Aspen. We’re one now. One,” Storm chanted and she felt his cock thicken, her pussy swell and her own body erupt in an orgasm as they came together. Weston shot his semen down her throat. She swallowed and suckled as her body shook from her own orgasm and from the jerky movements of Storm and Winter as they came inside of her.
Weston pulled from her mouth then kissed her lips and plunged his tongue inside of her mouth.
“I love you, baby. I fucking love you,” he said after he released her lips.
She smiled softly. “I love you, too.”
Her arms ached and she moaned as Storm pulled from her ass, caressing calves and thighs as he stepped to the side.
He leaned down as she raised up, releasing Winter’s cock from her pussy in the motion. He moaned and Storm cupped her cheeks and held her gaze firmly.
“No one will ever have you, touch you, possess you other than the five of us, ever again. You got that?”
He sounded so possessive, demanding and sexy. She nodded her head, feeling his power and control move over her flesh, making her feel aroused, desired, special.
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