Sonya chucked and gave a smile.
He smiled inside as well. For Sonya had just set the date for her own abduction.
Chapter 5
“Caleb!” Sonya exclaimed as he lifted her up and carried her upstairs to the bedroom. She had just arrived at their place after going home to shower and change. She’d even brought an overnight bag as per Jay Bird’s request. She had butterflies in her belly, and she couldn’t wait to see them. She even took the earlier bus home, leaving the office an hour earlier than usual.
He ran his hand over her ass as he headed down the hallway. She smacked his butt and reprimanded him because her skirt was now nearly to her waist, her thong bikini panties exposed completely.
“Hot damn. Now this I can get used to coming out of the shower,” Big Guns said as he walked out of the bathroom. Caleb flipped her back to her feet and started undressing her.
“Caleb.” She stood perfectly still as he undressed her.
“Not a word, Sonya. I need inside you desperately. A week is way too fucking long.”
After he pulled her top up over her head, Jay Bird undid her bra and kissed along her shoulders.
“I missed you too.” She reached up and back to caress his cheek after Caleb removed her bra.
Caleb pushed her skirt and her panties to the floor then lifted her leg over his shoulder and delved into her pussy with his tongue. She gasped, but Jay Bird was there to catch her so she could lean back and not fall. That was when she felt his bare chest and also his thick, hard cock against her ass. Jay was naked, just like Big Guns.
“Damn I missed looking at this sexy body. I dreamt of you every night, sweetheart,” Big Guns told her as he leaned forward and suckled as much of her breast that he could into his mouth.
“Oh God, this is wild. I missed the three of you too. I need you. Oh!” she exclaimed as cream dripped from her cunt.
“Fuck you’re so delicious.” He stood up, and Jay turned her around, cupped her cheeks, and kissed her on the mouth. Behind her, Caleb removed his clothing and got onto the bed. She heard drawers opening and closing, and then Jay turned her toward the bed. There lay Caleb with his legs opened and hanging off the bed, stroking his cock and looking hungry and sexy as damn hell.
Smack.
She jumped as Jay smacked her ass.
“Get on up there and fuck the man. He’s desperate for you.”
She immediately climbed up on top of Caleb and sank down onto his cock. He exhaled, and so did she.
“God damn, you fit me like a fucking glove, baby. Faster, move those hips and fuck me good and hard.” He reached up and pulled her down from under the hair on her neck so he could kiss her deeply.
She kissed him back, feeling just as aroused and wild with need. Then she felt the cool liquid press to her anus and fingers push into her.
“I’m going to fuck this ass good and long, Sonya. I thought of little else at work, except spanking this ass.”
Smack. Smack. Smack.
She moaned into Caleb’s mouth as Jay fingered her ass and smacked it.
The bed dipped on the side, and then she felt the fingers pull from her ass and Jay’s cock. He slowly pushed into her ass as he gripped her hips and spread her ass cheeks. In this position, she felt full and could hardly catch her breath when Caleb released her lips and moaned with her.
“Sweet mother, I can’t even move,” Jay complained.
“Let me in there. I need that sexy, hot mouth,” Big Guns said, and she turned to look at him, barely able to stay upright without their help.
Jay and Caleb began to counter thrust into her. She opened her mouth to lick Big Guns’s cock, and he slowly pushed into her mouth.
“So sweet and sexy. All ours, always, baby.” He gripped her hair and slowly stroked into her mouth.
They moved in sync slowly, and she was desperate for more and for it to last longer and be longer. Her body ached, and she quaked deep inside. She could hardly process what was happening. Their strokes increased, and with every thrust, she tightened and felt about ready to explode. The tears filled her eyes. She felt so connected to them, so emotional and fulfilled that she moaned, and Big Guns came. She licked him clean, and he kept his hands against her cheeks as he watched her, absorbing her eyes.
“That’s it, baby, let go. Give in to the bliss of it all. We’re one now. God, you look so fucking hot. You’re there, baby. Give us all of you.”
Jay and Caleb fucked her harder, faster, and she cried out her release, shaking, convulsing between them. She fell to Caleb’s chest as he grunted and came, and then Jay Bird continued to thrust and stroke, grabbing her hips, spreading her ass cheeks, and then coming inside of her. They moved a few more strokes and then eased out of her body. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t open her eyes, but her men were there, taking care of her, loving her, and kissing her wherever their lips could reach.
* * * *
Detective Mitch McKay stood next to his brother, Tiegen, and several investigators with the state police and the FBI. Seven bodies had been located in the water where the chains attached to the posts held them together so they wouldn’t float away. They all stood in the medical examiner’s office, waiting to see what Jethro Shank and his team of medical professionals had come up with from doing autopsies on each victim.
“I can’t believe this. Never, and I mean never in all the years since Wellington was established, has there been a case like this. Seven innocent women taken, abused, and murdered then dumped in our lake, in our town? What the fuck?” Mitch said to his brother.
“The best thing the chief and Jethro did was call the federal government and the state police right away,” Tiegen said, and the door to the main laboratory opened, and Mitch spotted Mia.
“Hello, Detective McKay. It shouldn’t be much longer,” she said to him, and Mitch introduced her to his brother and then the other investigators.
She touched Mitch’s sleeve and pulled him to the side. He grabbed his brother. He inhaled her perfume and thought she smelled incredible. She was a bit shorter than him so he leaned down closer, and she stepped back. She cleared her throat.
“Here.” She passed him a thumb drive, and he had no idea why.
“I wanted you to have copies of all the photos I took at the crime scene. Jethro said it was okay to do and that you and your brother have a keen eye for seeing things other investigators tend to miss. Maybe it might help you find out who killed those women.”
“Thank you, Mia. I’m certain it can’t hurt, and my brother is the expert when it comes to picking things out of photographs, Mitch said.
She looked at Tiegen. “Well, if there is anything you need, like an original, let me know.”
“Mia, you can send them in. Jethro is ready for them,” one of the other technicians said.
“Gentlemen, right this way.” She opened the door for them to head inside, but she didn’t follow.
“Sweet. How did you meet her and become friends?” his brother whispered to him.
“Over a dead body and crime scene this morning.”
“Nice. Figures that’s how you met her. Very nice.”
As they all walked into the morgue, Mitch had to let his nostrils adjust to the intense smells. Death, combined with the smell of chemicals, filled his senses. His brother Tiegen, having dealt with dead bodies more often than him while working in the city, didn’t bat an eye, nor did the feds or the investigators with the state police.
“So what do you have for us, Jethro?” Tiegen asked as they approached the tables lined up along the morgue.
“Well, let’s just say that in the last several days a lot has come from these autopsies. In a nutshell, each of them seemed to have sustained the same types of injuries in the same locations. All seven women appeared to have been sexually assaulted and beaten. Each have the same markings on their wrists and ankles, indicating they were bound and restrained.”
As Jethro began to explain in detail about all his findings, Mitch was gett
ing angrier and angrier. It seemed that whoever was responsible for these horrific crimes meant to cause serious harm and death to these women. As he went on with a potential profile, it became worse and worse.
By the time they were finished up, they had a pretty damn good understanding of the serial killer’s need to inflict pain and suffering.
“The best news is that we found some fibers on five of the seven victims that match. Plus this last victim must have put up a hell of a fight because she has skin and blood embedded under her nails. All of it is being processed and should assist in figuring out your suspect and making some possible links. There’s also some sort of ash-like substance in the hair follicles in all seven victims. That substance would be consistent with burning timber. That’s all being tested too.”
“That’s amazing,” Tiegen said.
“It is?” Mitch asked.
“Sure it is because, if the timber matches and the type of wood used is indigenous to Wellington, then our serial killer is living in the town. We have a lot of work ahead of us, Mitch. We have files on all seven victims, and we need to talk to their families and friends and find out who they were last seen with.”
“Damn, that’s going to take a lot of manpower.”
“That’s why we’re here. Give the chief a call and let him know we’ll need a room set up to post all our steps and what we need to do. We have to be organized and thorough and get it done the right way so no one else becomes a victim.”
“You got it, Tiegen. Let’s find this guy so he can never hurt another woman again.
* * * *
Big Guns rolled Sonya to her back and pushed her hands up above her head. Her lips were parted and her cheeks rosy, perspiration covering her skin like glistening dew. She lifted her pelvis, trying to counter thrust to his thrusts, but he was so much bigger than her and stronger.
“Oh God, Big Guns, you’re so big, so hard,” she cried out, and he tilted his pelvis, grinding his hips against her and his cock deeply into her cunt. Over and over again, he deepened each stroke, making her beg for mercy.
“Oh please, please.” She moaned with her head tilted back, her large breasts bouncing with his every thrust as he leaned over her.
He looked down into her eyes and pulled out and then shoved back into her. She lifted her thighs higher and thrust upward.
“So fucking sexy. I love these tits, baby. I could suck on them all day long. I could feast on your whole body, especially this sweet, hot cunt.”
“Oh.” She moaned again, and he continued to drive her insane.
He ran his hands down her arms to her breasts. “Keep them raised up there. Don’t move them,” he ordered, and she gasped for breath. He caressed her arms, and she listened to him, obeying his order to keep them up and back above her head. He cupped her breasts and pinched both nipples.
“Oh.” She moaned as he thrust over and over again.
“Fuck, baby, you’re too hot to watch. Too fucking sexy. Come with me. Come now.” He roared and lifted her thighs against his sides and slammed into her pussy at record speed.
Sonya cried out her release, and he followed, calling her name and filling her womb with his seed.
* * * *
Sonya tried to catch her breath. She was done, finished, spent. She’d just made love to each of them twice. Her pussy ached, her legs were like Jell-O, and her body was ready to go limp.
Big Guns slid from her pussy, and Jay was there to lift her up and carry her.
“Oh God, I can’t take it. I feel so weak.”
Jay chuckled. “We ran a hot bath for you and took out your shirt and shorts to wear to bed.”
“Bed? Oh God yes. I need bed.”
“You need food too,” Caleb said, popping a cookie into his mouth as he watched Jay set her into the hot tub.
It felt so good, so relaxing, as she got in and soaked.
Jay remained by her side taking the washcloth and caressing her skin with some body wash. It smelled feminine and fresh, and she wondered where they’d gotten it from. Her heart ached, and her belly tightened. Was it from another woman they’d slept with and then drew a hot bath for after they took her in every hole multiple times? She panicked.
“Do you like that smell?” Caleb asked.
“Because Big Jay went shopping on our lunch break Tuesday and hoped he would be giving you a bath,” Caleb said, and she released a long sigh and leaned back.
“I love it. Thank you.”
“Anything for our woman.”
She smiled as she lay there and soaked.
Sonya closed her eyes and relaxed. She couldn’t believe the night she had with her lovers. They’d never even had the chance to eat dinner. Caleb had basically attacked her at the front door, and she had been in their bed and filled with cock ever since. She chuckled to herself. She loved them so much.
Her eyes popped open, and she gasped. She grabbed the sides of the tub and then looked around her. She was in their bathroom. Their gorgeous custom bathroom, their gorgeous homes, and she felt as though she belonged there. She could see herself doing this every night. Her pussy and ass clenched. She scrunched her eyes and then wiggled her bottom. Maybe not every night but most nights.
She thought about Caleb’s deep green eyes and intense personality. Six feet three of muscles just like Jay Bird. Except Jay Bird had a naughty side and really seemed to enjoy spanking her ass or finding any reason to. Then there was Big Guns. Big, muscles upon muscles of teddy bear, sweet Big Guns, who had a temper when he was pushed to the limit. They were resourceful, capable of things she knew nothing about. They were heroes, and they were law enforcement that served and protected. They were all hers to love, to care for, and to enjoy spending time with. She loved everything about them, but more importantly, she loved how they made her feel. They made her feel special, as if she was part of them and part of something amazing and special. She eased back into the tub and let her mind drift with thoughts of being their woman, perhaps one day their wife, and always being able to say they were her men.
* * * *
Big Guns kept Sonya on his lap after they finished cleaning up from dinner. She was lying with her head on his shoulder, and she smelled so good and felt perfect in his arms. He glanced at Jay Bird and Caleb who were watching TV on either side him, their feet up on the ottoman. He’d never thought he could feel so content. He’d never imagined finding a woman who was as perfect as Sonya and who made him and his buddies so very happy.
She moved in his arms and began to sit up. She looked at him and smiled.
“I’m so tired.”
“Do you want to head up to bed?”
She nodded. Her hair stuck up a little from falling asleep on his shoulder. She looked adorable ad youthful too.
“I’ll go up with you and tuck you in,” he said as he ran his palm up under her T-shirt and cupped one of her full, round breasts. He gave it a squeeze, and she giggled.
“I love touching you. I love feeling your skin against mine.”
“I love that too, especially when we’re naked,” she said to him, and he felt his cock instantly harden.
“Come on.” He began to stand up, taking her along with him.
“We’ll be up shortly,” Big Jay said to them.
“Okay, goodnight,” she said, and Caleb said goodnight as well.
They had each taken turns being alone with Sonya. They really wanted this relationship to be complete and for her to feel cared for and cherished by the three of them together and separately.
As he brought her into the bedroom, he walked her backward toward the bed.
“So, you said you especially liked when our skin touched when we’re naked. I think I can make that happen.”
He lifted her shirt from the hem upward and over her head. Then he pressed her shorts down as she lifted his shirt up over his head. In no time at all, they were naked and he had her pressed back on the bed, legs wide as he feasted on her pussy. He licked her slowly, easing a finger into h
er cunt and alternating between tongue and teeth. As he suckled hard with his mouth on her clit, he stroked some cream over her anus and slowly pushed in. She wiggled and moaned then reached down and ran her fingers through his hair.
“You taste so sweet. You’re so delicate and feminine I feel the urge to protect you and keep you safe in my arms.” He licked her again and again and then pressed his finger into her ass. He lifted up and held her gaze as he pressed in and out of her ass with his digit.
She began to close her thighs.
He grabbed her knee. “No. Open for me. Put your hands above your head and offer me your body to do with as I please.”
Her lips parted, pink, soft, wet, as her tongue peeked out to lick them. Her breasts looked edible, plump, her nipples hard and her pussy glistened with cream as he pumped his fingers in and out of her ass.
“You feel so tight, baby. So tight and perfect.
He trailed a finger down between her pussy lips.
“Oh God. Leonard. Please, I need you.” She tilted her hips upward, making her breasts push forward.
“I need you too, baby. Want to see how hard my cock is?” He rose up and pressed forward between her legs. She reached out and cupped his balls as he continued to thrust his finger into her ass. She fisted his cock in her delicate hand and began to rub it up and down.
“Fuck, Sonya, you drive me wild.”
He pulled his finger from her ass and then pressed over her between her legs and kissed her. He entered her pussy in one swift thrust, and she grabbed onto his shoulders and lifted her thighs, pressing her heels into his sides as he thrust over and over again. She was panting, and he wanted, needed, more.
He pulled out, and she gasped.
“Over on all fours. I want to watch this ass while I fuck your pussy.” He gave her ass cheek a slap as she shifted and rolled over to her belly. He helped lift her up and spread her thighs then thrust into her pussy from behind. He cupped one breast as he stroked over and over again into her pussy. She was gripping the bed sheets and rocking her ass back against him when she cried out his name.
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