Just as she reached out to pull herself onto the embankment, he had caught her foot, pulling her under the water. Sam screamed and tried to fight back. She kicked and hit him with all she could muster, and still he pulled her down. He finally grabbed enough of her and pushed her head under the icy water. Sam tried to hold her breath for as long as she could and fight against him with all her might to come up for air, but it wasn’t working. She kicked one last time and made contact with his leg, making him slip and let her head go. Sam came up sputtering for air. He came at her once again, and Sam reached for the only thing she could find. The spike. Keeping her hand wrapped around it, she held it tight and brought it again down on him. But this time she hit his chest. She pulled it out and hit him again and again. She stabbed him over and over until she lost count. Someone suddenly grabbed her from behind, causing her to scream even more, trying to get away from this new attacker.
* * * *
Sydney and Noah made their way through the woods, toward the small creek, while the others come at the two other sides to surround the stable. They were probably about a mile away when he heard a scream. His heart stopped. It was close, and for some reason it sounded like Sam. Keeping his gun in his hand, they took off running toward the source. The sound of water splashing became louder as the trees thinned and the creek was in view. He could see her. David had grabbed hold of her and had her under the water, and then he released her, allowing Sam to come up for air. Before he could reach her or aim his gun without hitting her, she brought some sort of metal object down on him. She stabbed him over and over. She didn’t look like she was going to stop. She was in flight-or-fight mode, and right now she was fighting with everything in her power.
He jumped in the water and grabbed her around the waist, and she screamed, trying to kick and get out of his grasp. “Shhh, baby girl, it’s okay. It’s me. Calm down. I got you. Calm down, baby, please. I got you. He’s dead. You have to stop,” he pleaded with her. It took her a moment to recognize it was him, and then her body started to calm down, and he pulled her close as she started to cry.
“Sydney, oh God, Sydney. I’m so sorry. Please, I tried. I really tried to get away. The women, please, you have to help them. I tried. Please help them. Tell them I’m sorry.” She was babbling, and then her speech became so much softer that he had trouble hearing her last words. “I’m so cold. Please, I’m cold, so co…” was all she said before she passed out in his arms.
“Shit, Syd, get her over here. She’s hypothermic. We need to get her warm.” Noah pulled off his shirt and pulled her to his chest while he rubbed her arms and legs. Her lips were blue, her skin pale and covered in various bruises, and her eyes were swollen. Sydney yelled for someone to call the paramedics. One of the men, who he only knew as Charlie from the fire department of Lucky, pulled out a blanket and wrapped her back and the rest of her body except the front where Noah was still connected to her. Charlie had told them an ambulance was on the way, but he needed to move with her and keep her warm. Noah stood, keeping Sam close to his chest, and took off running with her.
Sydney wanted to go with him but knew that if he did Sam would never forgive him for not helping the women. He was about to tell everyone to follow him, when a gunshot sounded behind him. Wes was standing over the body of a very dead David.
“He twitched. I wanted to make sure the son of a bitch was good and dead,” he said before holstering his gun, and followed him to the stable were the other women were kept.
* * * *
Noah watched as the monitor moved with each breath Sam took. He knew she would be fine physically, but he was not sure about the state she was in mentally. They had gotten to her in time. It looked like there was no lasting damage from the hypothermia, but seeing her so small and helpless tore at his heart. He loved her, he loved her so much, and the thought of losing her made him sick to his stomach. She grumbled, making him jump up and sit down next to her, taking her hand in his.
“Princess, can you hear me?” he asked her. She once again grumbled and then started to flutter her eyes open. “Oh, there you are. Hey, beautiful. You gave me one hell of a scare. Can I get you something?” He pushed a stray hair away from her face.
She blinked a couple times, and opened and closed her mouth before speaking. “Coffee,” was the only thing she said. He had to laugh. Leave it to her to ask for coffee after a traumatic experience. Laughter came from behind him as Syd came walking into the room carrying a small tray of three coffees.
“I figured if you didn’t wake by now that coffee was going to need to be put in your veins to wake you up. It’s good to see you awake though, baby girl,” Syd said as he handed her a cup before handing Noah one. He took a drink and was thankful that he had walked across the street to get a cup, and not from the hospital. He made that mistake once. He wasn’t going to do that again. She took a drink and smiled. Right then he knew everything was going to be just fine.
Chapter Fifteen
One month later…
Sam stood next to her men, excited about the grand opening of the Lucky Horseshoe as the bright red ribbon was cut and the wooden door opened. It looked fantastic. The outside was made to look like a barn and a long hallway leading inside allowed people to look at pictures of the town and even local sports teams the men were sponsoring. However, once one walked inside the bar itself, it spread into a large space that had grand wooden ceilings. The bar was located dead center, and created an extra log table so people could sit and eat a couple of snacks. The men didn’t want to take customers away from Kelly’s Diner, but they wanted to offer something. So there was basic bar food, such as two different sandwiches, corn dogs, french fries, and chicken strips. Things the everyday person could cook. The wood looked soft but rustic, a bit of a log cabin feel but so much larger.
There was a small stage on one side that could house a small band, or a DJ, and a few large tables lined the wall. They had used parts of whisky barrels to make the base of the table. She loved the finishing touches, but the one key element that she loved the most was the mechanical bull on the other side of the room. She laughed when Piper jumped up and down begging the men to name it Jessie. She claimed it was the perfect name because she would let anyone ride, but as soon as she was done with someone, she would throw their ass off.
People filtered in, and Sam took a seat with Piper and Milo while Noah disappeared behind the bar to get drinks and started and to help the new bartender, Eddie, make drinks. Sydney walked up to the stage. Since tonight was the grand opening, he had had several young country bands offer to play, but in the end they had to pick one and had scheduled the others for another night. The excitement was palpable throughout the room as people started drinking, laughing, and having a great time. It was the best thing for the town and the men. It had been a really long month, and Sam was just thankful things had gone back to normal.
The men filled her in on what happened at the barn. When she was on her way to hospital, Sydney had made it to the stalls where the missing women had been locked up. All the other volunteers had come and taken them to the local hospitals, trying not to draw too much attention to themselves. The Feds had set up a sting operation for the auction. As each person came to take part in the auction, the Feds took them into custody. By the end of the night, there were a total of forty-two men and thirteen women who showed up for the auction. It amazed her how many people wanted to take part in the selling and, well, frankly abusive behavior toward the women. It was the bust of the year, and she was amazed when the men stood out of the spotlight. They didn’t need the recognition. They just needed her. She loved them both so much, and that one clear thought that stayed with her when she was fighting her attacker was that she never got to tell them. She, however, had made up for that since.
Sam had even come to grips with what happened in Florida. After leaving the hospital, she met with a doctor who helped her work through the anxiety caused from both issues. She didn’t drink like she used to in order to
numb the pain, but found that talking about it with other people seemed to help her. She spoke openly with both her men, and all they did was hold her as she cried. However, in the end, she felt better for telling them. Well, until they made her tell Piper the truth, which made Piper burst into tears for not knowing, and by the end of the night she and Piper had drunk two bottles of wine and passed out on her bed. Noah and Sydney had somehow found footage of Mr. Wolfe coming out of a room with a hooker and in possession of cocaine. He is now serving a ten-year sentence in the state prison, along with the rape being added to his record permanently. She was thankful that her men were looking out for her, and, well, she didn’t know what she would do without them.
The band started playing, and Sydney pulled her into his arms and toward the dance floor. “Dance with me, baby girl.” He smiled and started to sway with the music. It was a lively tune, so it was fun to twist and turn with the beat. After about three songs, Sam pulled Sydney to come and sit with her. She also wanted to check on Noah. He had made his way back over to them and kissed the top of her head before sitting down on the other side of the table.
“Pretty great turnout. I’d say we’re a hit. What do you think, princess?” Noah had asked her. She agreed and sipped her drink. Things couldn’t have been better. The men had been staying with her at her house, but they had joked about her moving into the large one the men were building not too far from the bar. The house was going to be huge, but she loved the layout. With a large kitchen and everything. The men had bribed her with the giant Jacuzzi tub, and she was going to give in right then and there, but decided to wait it out until the bar was finished. Tonight she had every intention not to let another moment pass without them.
The night moved pretty quickly, and soon Piper and Milo left because Piper had been falling asleep at the table. The band was still going strong, and she loved to watch as people seemed so happy. Noah turned to her and, grabbing her hand, pulled her with him to the back, and Sydney followed suit. What was going on? She didn’t do anything that would make them mad, did she? But she turned and looked at Sydney and noticed the smokiness in his eyes. Oh, he wanted to play. Yes, she wanted to play, too. Rounding the corner, Noah pulled her into the large office before locking the door behind Sydney. He looked at her before he said the one word that turned her on the most. “Strip.”
Noah was on edge. He knew Sam had such a hot body, but the tight, low-rise jeans didn’t help but show off her sexy ass. The flannel shirt that tied in a knot bellow her breasts allowed everyone to see her tight stomach and her hot-as-hell breasts that played peekaboo below the red-laced bra that popped out some. She paired it with her boots, and the outfit was smoking. But, hell, that wasn’t Sam’s style. No, she had to tease them by doing braided pigtails and a black cowboy hat. She was a cowboy’s wet dream. His cock was going to blow as soon as she touched him. Hell, he about came when she undid the knot of her top and the red lace bra showed, and then she shimmied out of her jeans and she didn’t have any fucking panties on. Her bare pussy was plump and asking to be fucked. She didn’t hesitate like he thought she would, but she seemed more turned on. She stood gloriously naked in front of him. She reached up to undo her hair when Sydney spoke.
“No, leave the hair. I like it. It will give me something to hold on to. Because, baby girl, I want you to ride me like the dirty girl I know you are.”
Sam had closed her eyes, and Noah could see her nipples pucker at his words. He moved and pulled her into a heated kiss. She opened her mouth to give him access, and he dived in. He craved her, her heart, body, and soul. This was forever, and tonight he was going to make sure she knew it as well. He moved and pushed her so she sat on his desk. He moved paperwork off it to make sure nothing was in the way to hurt her. Nothing could hurt more than having a staple in the ass. She sat, and he pushed his way between her legs. She opened, and he ran his hands down her body to her breasts. He pulled on her nipple, and it lengthened at his touch. He could see to his side that Sydney had gotten undressed and was moving to join in the fun. He pushed her back and knelt before her blossoming cunt. Running his fingers along the delicate lips, he caused her to gasp and moan at his touch. Slowly he slipped between the tender barriers and stroked her clit. She jumped off the table, but Sydney had come around and claimed her mouth with his lips, keeping her in place.
He needed to taste her. He leaned in and licked her from bottom to top. She moaned, and then Sydney stood and offered her his cock. She opened and sucked him down while he ate her pussy. She tasted like the sweetest thing to him. Salty and spicy, just like her. She moaned as he licked her clit, sucking it into his mouth. He then slid a finger into her liquid center, and he felt her walls clamp down on him. His fingers thrust in and out, as he released her clit and continued to clean her up, and she dripped more and more of her juices. He added another finger, and she vibrated, causing Sydney to hiss with pleasure. Reaching back inside her, he curved his fingers up and hit her sweet spot. Over and over he pushed in and out, rubbing the pleasure zone. Sydney swore and pumped into her mouth, sending his cum down her throat. Noah then bit her clit, and she screamed their names as she came.
Sydney felt like his legs were Jell-O, and Sam’s eyes were closed as she came down from her sexual high. Noah then picked her up and quickly sat down on his desk, bringing her up in top of him. Before she could fully grasp what was happening, he lowered her down onto his cock. She grasped onto Noah’s arms and started to move up and down without a second thought.
The visual of her lost in sensation with Noah made his cock take notice and need to be released again. He needed to be inside her, too. Walking around the desk, he pushed her down on Noah’s chest. She was so dripping wet that he would use that as lube. He pushed a finger into her puckered hole, and she pushed back against him. Her soft mewling sounds encouraged him more, and he added a second finger, scissoring them in her ass. Soon she was ready for his cock. He gathered some of her cream from her leg and rubbed it on his cock before pushing in. She was so tight. She whimpered, and soon he made it past the tight ring and pushed in balls-deep in her ass while Noah lay still inside her pussy. He pulled out, and Noah pushed further in. He pushed in, and Noah pulled out.
This became a pattern, and soon all of them were lost in sensation. He reached up and grabbed her pigtails and pulled, causing her head to be thrown back. Noah picked up the pace and so did he. He could feel the same feeling build in his balls. She screamed, and soon he shouted her name as he filled her back door. Noah pumped two more times before following them both. All three of them lay still as each tried to calm down from their high. He pulled out and headed to the bathroom to get a rag. Once he returned, Noah pulled out, and the look of horror stood out on his face as he set Sam down on the couch for him to clean. He didn’t know why Noah looked so shocked until he cleaned her up and noticed they both never used a condom. Shit, shit, shit. They didn’t even think. What if she got pregnant? But then, the thought didn’t sound as bad as it would have a couple months ago. She looked up, and he could tell she sensed something was off.
“What, what’s wrong?” she asked.
“Princess, I’m so sorry. I didn’t think, really. I’m a total idiot. Please forgive me,” Noah pleaded as he kneeled at her feet and put his head in her lap before he spoke again. “I didn’t use a condom.”
Sam’s face flashed in various emotions once again. Soon it was shocked, then upset, and then she smiled. Okay, he was now lost. “It’s okay. Really. Whatever happens, we’ll be fine. I love you both, and I’m fine with it,” she said. “Well, unless you’re not happy about it?” she looked at their faces questioningly.
“Hell no, it doesn’t matter. If you’re pregnant, I would be the happiest man in the world. I love you, too, princess. I will love you forever. Marry us. I want to be a family. We talked about this before. Please say yes. Say you will be ours forever,” Noah pleaded with her while keeping her hands in his.
“Yes,” was all she said as she wra
pped her arms around Noah’s neck before kissing him. She then turned to Sydney and kissed him just as hard.
“God, I love you so much, baby girl. Are you sure you’re okay? We can wait a while to start a family, but to be honest, I’m not getting any younger and I would love to have some little ones running around the yard. It would give me an excuse to buy the dog I want.” He smiled at her. She giggled.
“Yes, I want kids with you both. I don’t want to wait. I don’t see the need. I say we try again and see if your aim is as good as Noah’s is. So, Sydney, are you feeling lucky?” she challenged him. He could not believe his luck. He had everything he ever wanted in this woman.
Sam felt like the world had been lifted off her shoulders. She had been dealt a bad hand when she left Florida. She was alone, scared, and she felt dirty. Now, however, Noah and Sydney had brought her so much life that she couldn’t be any happier than she already was. They were going to be a family. And right this moment, Sam was feeling pretty lucky.
THE END
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
As a person who does believe in love at first sight, it was easy to find romance where ever I went. I myself have fallen into fate’s hand when I met my husband and married eleven days later. Now, we just celebrated our eleven-year anniversary with four children. I never regret a single day, and love him more and more with each passing hour.
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