Lena's Happily Ever After [The Town of Pearl 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “I think it’s a great idea. I also think that word of mouth will probably flood Pearl with women in need.”

  He reached up and caressed her cheek. Her bruised one still looked ugly, and he wished she hadn’t been at Rocky’s that night when the fight broke out.

  “When I was in Wyatt’s office, he was reading over the daily alerts we get at the sheriff’s department. We get information on missing persons, unsolved murders, suspects, accidents, and lots of other things. He was reading about a case in Detroit.”

  She looked at him, eyes wide, and he turned away a second. He was overwhelmed with the fear still that it could have been her.

  Then he felt Lena’s palm against his cheeks.

  “What is it, Kenny? Why are you so upset?”

  “There was a young woman found brutally murdered and raped multiple times. She’s listed as a Jane Doe. No one can identify her.”

  Lena swallowed hard.

  “It scared me to see that, Lena. I can’t stop thinking that it could have been you. What if you hadn’t gotten out of there?” he stated. She stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him deeply on the mouth. He held her tight, and then his radio went off.

  “They’re calling me in. I have to go, baby. Sorry that I kind of attacked you,” he teased as he squeezed her ass then gave it a smack.

  “No apologies, Kenny. I kind of liked you breaking into my cottage all dressed in uniform and demanding sex. It was hot.”

  He lifted her up over his shoulder and smacked her on the ass a few more times as he headed toward the doorway.

  He set her back on her feet then kissed her again.

  “You be good. I’ll call you later.”

  “Okay, I’ll be with Bryant. I want to see if he’ll walk over to the horse training stables with me to visit Blake and Quinn.”

  “Good luck with that,” he teased then headed out the door.

  * * * *

  As she began to get dressed, she heard the knock on the door.

  She could see through the sheer curtain that it was Bryant.

  “Come in,” she yelled, and he opened up the door.

  “What’s going on?” she asked him, and he smiled as he limped into her room. Her facial expression must have shown her concern as she hurried to him.

  “Are you in pain?” she asked, and he pulled her into his arms and hugged her. Lena laid her head against his chest and held him.

  “I guess I overdid it in bed this morning,” he teased, and she smacked his butt then pulled away.

  “Hey.” He pulled her back to him then held her hands behind her back.

  “Have a nice visit with Kenny?”

  She smiled and nodded her head.

  “He headed back out toward town.”

  As he said the words, a thought jumped into Lena’s mind. Kenny was really upset about the unidentified woman from Detroit. Lena had a funny feeling in her gut.

  “You okay?” Bryant asked her.

  “Yeah, I was just thinking about something Kenny mentioned. Hey, does your leg hurt too much to walk with me up to the stables to see Quinn and Blake?”

  “You’re pushing it, Lena. I haven’t spoken with my brothers in nearly a year, and in a matter of seconds I’m making love to my woman with them. A man has to have his limits on how much you can push me.”

  “Well, I want to go visit them. I haven’t been up there at all, and I thought it might be a nice surprise.”

  “Okay, then you go and I’ll stay. I have the feeling that my parents want to stop in to see me.”

  “That’s good, Bryant. You should talk with them.”

  “You’re are quite the pushy little thing, Detroit. You keep it up, and I’m going to throw you over my knee and spank this ass.” He pressed her hands that he held over her own ass.

  “Bryant!” she scolded, and he covered her mouth with his mouth, swallowing any more of her complaints. When he released her, he kissed along her neck then to her collarbone.

  “Don’t take too long up there. Let them work and then come back to my place so we can play.”

  “Play, huh? How about we work on some of those exercises you’re supposed to be doing.”

  “Demand, demand, demand.”

  He released her, and she walked outside with him.

  * * * *

  Lena walked up toward the main corral and saw a few men standing around watching. They were hollering and cheering on whomever was inside of the fenced in area. Her curiosity got the best of her as she joined them.

  “Hey, Lena, we haven’t seen you up here ever,” Kyle, one of the ranch hands, stated.

  “I’ve been busy since I moved into the cottage.”

  “Yeah, we heard about what you’ve been doing for Bryant. It will be nice to see him back on horseback and involved with the horses again. I hope he’s headed in that direction,” Kyle stated as the two other men on either side of him smiled.

  “What’s going on in there?” she asked, and Kyle offered her his hand to help her stand on the upper ring of the large fence.

  She was shocked as she saw Quinn on top of a huge horse swinging a lasso around his head. She began to shake with a mix of concern and excitement. He looked wild. His Stetson remained on his head somehow despite the way he swung that lasso round and round. His target was a small calf. At least that was what she thought it was.

  “Quinn does this routine for the visitors on Fourth of July. It’s part of a show we all put on after they see the horse training facility,” Kyle whispered next to her ear. She heard someone clear their throat and turned to see a stern-looking Blake making his way closer. Kyle and the others made room quickly, and Blake grabbed on to Lena’s waist.

  “What are you doing up here?” he asked sternly. Her eyes widened in surprise at his unfriendly greeting until she heard the other cowboys whistle and yell.

  She looked toward the center of the large fenced-in area, and Quinn had lassoed and caught the calf.

  “Damn it, you made me miss it,” she scolded then heard the chuckles from the men as she looked at Blake. His angry facial expression grew even angrier.

  He lifted her by her waist to the top rung and pressed his body between her thighs. She gasped at his quick move and held on to his shoulders. His face was level with her own.

  “You sassing me girl? ’Cause I ought to throw you over my knee for flirting with the ranch hands like you were.”

  “Flirting with the—! How dare you, Blake Jones!” she yelled. Instantly, she felt the other set of hands on her shoulders on the opposite side of the fence.

  “What’s going on?” Quinn asked as he kissed Lena on her neck.

  “Your brother is being a complete ass!” she replied. Quinn chuckled.

  “What did he do now?” Quinn asked as he climbed the fence then jumped over the other side to stand next to Blake.

  “She was flirting with the ranch hands. I came up here, and Kyle was holding her by the waist as she climbed the fence to watch you.”

  She looked at Quinn, and he now had a mean look on his face.

  “It was completely innocent, I swear. He just helped me up so I could see you, Quinn. I didn’t even feel his hand on me,” she told them.

  “It might as well been on her ass,” Blake added.

  “Lena, you can’t go around letting other men touch you like that,” Quinn began to say.

  “You belong to us and no woman of ours is going to be flirting with other men.” Lena cut Blake off by pressing her mouth over his. She kissed him until she felt his arms go around her and place her feet back onto the ground. When their lips parted, she touched a hand to his cheek.

  “I forgive you for being such a jealous buffoon.”

  Quinn chuckled, but Blake was still upset.

  “Damn it, Lena.”

  Quinn pulled her to him and kissed her just as thoroughly as she had kissed Blake. When they heard the whistles, Quinn released her.

  They all looked toward the other
cowboys, and Blake shook his head.

  “Well, now they’ll all know that I belong to both of you. You think they’ll figure out that Kenny and Bryant are mine, too?” Lena asked as she took their hands and began to walk toward the stable where she was certain horses were.

  “She is too much, this one,” Quinn stated, and Blake gave her a spank to her ass, but she refused to acknowledge it.

  “I think our woman is challenging us,” Blake stated.

  “I think your woman wants to see some horses. I’ve never seen one up close before,” she told them, and they looked surprised.

  “Well, come on then. Maybe we can go for a ride, too,” Blake added, and they led her to the stables.

  * * * *

  Lena was deep in thought as she saw the large animals and helped to brush them. Their hair was shiny, and she loved the puffs and snorts they made as she brushed them.

  “This is peaceful,” she told Blake as he watched her. Quinn brushed the mare in the next stable.

  “It sure can be,” Blake stated.

  She thought about the women’s shelter and also about the women in Detroit. She couldn’t help but think about Ariel and Sage. Again that feeling hit her gut. Why was she continually thinking about Sage?

  “You know, this might be a great form of therapy for some women who have been battered or neglected. Taking care of the farm animals and brushing down a horse, I mean,” she stated out loud trying to avoid that nagging feeling she had.

  “It’s a good possibility. I think the idea is a good one,” Quinn added.

  Blake walked over and covered the hand she was using to brush the horse.

  “There’s something I want to show you,” he whispered as he pushed her ponytail aside and leaned down to kiss her neck.

  “What’s that?” she asked.

  “You’ll see,” Blake whispered then took the brush from her and placed it down into a bucket. He took her hand and led her deeper into the stables. It was empty and darker toward the back. His hand was much larger than hers as they approached a ladder that led up to some kind of loft. She couldn’t see what was up there or how wide it was. She looked at him as he released her hand and placed his hands on her waist.

  “Climb up the ladder, Lena.”

  Blake’s voice sounded raspy and sexy. Her belly tingled, and her feminine instincts kicked in, telling her that Blake was going to make love to her up there.

  “Is it safe?” she asked, not wanting to come across as easy but knowing that she craved both men with such a hunger that it didn’t take much convincing to get naked with them.

  “Very safe,” Quinn stated, joining Blake at the bottom of the ladder.

  She began to climb up and was halfway there when she realized just how high she had climbed.

  “It’s okay, baby, I’m right behind you,” Blake stated with his palm against her ass as she reached the top.

  She quickly moved toward the back of the loft where she saw bales of hay, a large folded blanket, and an opening that looked out toward the pasture where horses were grazing.

  “Oh my God, that is such an amazing view,” she stated as she knelt down to look out.

  She felt the large, thick arm go around her waist and turned to see Blake.

  “You’re more beautiful than the view, baby.”

  He turned her around and kissed her deeply. His hands roamed over her body as he quickly began to remove her clothing.

  She reached for his shirt and unbuttoned the buttons, pulling it off his shoulders as he released her lips. They were panting for air and hungry for one another.

  “Get those shorts off, Lena, and get over here,” Quinn ordered. When she turned to look, Quinn was lying down naked on the blanket with a condom over his cock. She sucked in her breath as Blake pushed her shorts down. She stepped out of them, and he turned her toward Quinn.

  With open arms she went to Quinn, climbed atop his thick, muscular thighs, and impaled her very wet pussy onto his thick, long cock.

  His hands covered her breasts and squeezed as they moaned together.

  “I fucking missed you, Lena. I missed this pussy and I missed these breasts of yours. You’re fucking damn sexy.” Quinn pulled her down to kiss him. She felt so wild and naughty like this, all naked in the top loft of a stable where anyone could come in and catch them.

  Then she felt Blake’s hands on her ass cheeks, massaging them and pressing his finger to her cunt.

  “Oh,” she moaned.

  “That’s it, baby, you’re so fucking wet for us. I’m gonna fuck this beautiful ass while you ride Quinn’s cock.” Blake licked along her spine.

  She felt the excitement of his words straight to her pussy, and it lubricated his fingers. A moment later she felt the tip of his cock at her ass and the palm of his hand pressing her closer to Quinn.

  “Oh.” She moaned and then Blake pressed into her in one smooth, long stroke.

  “Fuck, woman, your ass is so fucking tight!” He growled at her then began to set the pace. She couldn’t move at all. Both Blake and Quinn took turns pressing their cocks into her. Her breasts felt full and aroused. Her insides were about ready to explode, and her men made love to her.

  Quinn thrust upward and Blake thrust into her ass, and she lost control.

  “More, Blake. More, Quinn, please I need more,” she pleaded, for what she had no idea, but she felt so aroused and wild with need.

  Smack.

  She hadn’t expected that and she jerked, taking both men into her.

  Smack.

  “That’s for letting Kyle touch your ass.” Blake pulled out and thrust back into her hard. When he pulled out again, Quinn thrust upward as he held her hips.

  She couldn’t speak, couldn’t make a sound as her body began to shake.

  “I’m coming,” she heard Quinn say.

  “Me, too,” Blake added. They increased their speed, thrusting into her. Lena covered her mouth and felt herself explode along with Blake and Quinn.

  “Oh my God, baby,” Quinn whispered as he held her against his chest and caressed her back.

  She felt Blake pull out of her, and she moaned then felt his hands caressing her ass.

  Smack.

  “Ouch!” she exclaimed, not expecting that.

  “I love fucking this ass, Lena,” Blake stated, and Quinn chuckled as he pulled Lena back against him.

  Chapter 14

  Lena had a hard time sleeping last night despite being in Bryant’s arms. Blake, Kenny, and Quinn had gone home after they all made love to her. Despite her exhaustion, she kept thinking about Sage. Her worry had become too much, and after she cooked Bryant lunch, she told him that she wanted to ride her bike and head into town. It was after four o’clock by the time she arrived there, parked her bike, and walked into the small library.

  “Hi, sweetie, you must be Lena.” The woman behind the desk reached her hand out to greet Lena.

  “Yes, I am.”

  “Well, I’m Daisy. It’s a pleasure meeting you. So what brings you into our quaint little library?” Daisy asked. A glance around the place and it wasn’t really that small. There were two floors and it had periodicals, computers, as the sign pointed upstairs, and even e-book reading devices to borrow.

  “I’m interested in using a computer. Is there a charge?”

  “Oh no, dear, you go right ahead upstairs, the second aisle on your right. If you need any help, just pick up the phone by the desk upstairs and I’ll send someone up.”

  “Okay. Thanks.” Lena slowly made her way up the stairs. She felt sick to her stomach. She wanted to prove her mind wrong. She wasn’t going to know who the Jane Doe was that Kenny had mentioned. She was just worried about Sage.

  Lena walked down the aisle and was surprised to find five cubbies containing computers. One of them was hidden a bit better and provided more privacy than the others. She chose that one.

  She sat down and fired up the computer. This was current software and Wi-Fi access to the Internet, she was
using Google a few seconds later.

  She searched for news stories in Detroit. That brought up local news stations and reports from the past few weeks. There were local broadcasts and newspaper articles. She began to scan through them all starting a month ago. As she backtracked, she came to two weeks ago and an article in the Detroit Tribune.

  June 20, 2012 Body of Young Woman Found in Dumpster

  Today, a homeless man searching for bottles and cans found the gruesome discovery of a dead body.

  Police have yet to identify the young woman believed to be in her early twenties and homeless. No one has come forward reporting the woman missing and police have yet to identify her. As of now, the police are considering this an open investigation into the brutal murder. Preliminary reports from the medical examiner’s office indicate the cause of death as multiple stab wounds to the stomach. They also report signs of sexual assault. As the police continue with their investigation, they hope to obtain some leads into the identity of this young woman so at minimum, they can notify her family.

  Anyone with information is asked to please call the Detroit Police Department at…

  Lena looked away from the article knowing that the woman couldn’t be identified because she was homeless. The fact that she was in her twenties gave Lena a pain in her belly. She searched for more information.

  Scanning the various articles she came across a news broadcast from June 29. She plugged in the headset and covered her ears as she hit the play button on the video.

  Lena listened as they showed the location where the body was found. She knew that neighborhood. It wasn’t far from the trailer or from the club scene.

  As the news reporter spoke about the increase in gangs and violence in the area she stated that the police had released a picture of the victim in hopes that someone could identify her. The newscaster warned that the picture was taken at the crime scene and bruising and injuries to her face could clearly be seen.