“Come on with me.”
“No. I’m fine here. I’m safe here.”
“You’re safe with me.” He reached for her and started to pull the comforter when she snagged it back.
“I’m fine where I am. Please, Mercury, just leave me.”
“No. You’re scared, probably having nightmares, and you didn’t tell us. I’m upset with you, so move it now,” he demanded.
He was so commanding and lethal. Plus he was big, with lots of muscles and even a tattoo on his arm.
He also didn’t take no for an answer. He squatted down closer, lifted her and her bundle of comforter up into his arms, and carried her out of the closet.
As he placed her on the bed, she began to reprimand him and tell him that she would only head back into the closet when he left, when instead, he tucked her under the covers and joined her.
“What are you doing?” she asked, breath shallow and shaky.
He reached under the sheets, pulled her close so that her back was against his chest, and then fixed the comforter above them. She felt his long, thick cock against her ass, and the powerful muscles in his thighs leaned against her calves and thighs. He was made of pure steel, solid yet warm instead of cold.
“Now close your eyes and sleep. I’ll protect you,” he whispered, wrapping his arm around her midsection before snuggling into the pillow.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“I want to. Now close your eyes and sleep,” he said. Which was nearly impossible to do. She wore a light tank top again, and this time only panties, too intimate for a man to be snuggled up against.
“You’re like a little heater. You’re so hot,” he whispered. She wondered what he meant, but then he pulled from her a moment, pulled off his shirt, and tossed it. Bare skin to bare skin, how was she going to fall asleep like this?
“Stop worrying. Nothing is going to happen. At least not anything you don’t initiate or want. Rest up.”
She closed her eyes and absorbed the feel of his embrace. Just one night, maybe it would help her.
* * * *
Tex stood by the computer looking at the information that his buddy Sully “Sandman” Sandstone sent him early this morning. He was an investigator and federal agent working on special cases for the government. He knew what happened to Keith and his sister, and was keeping Tex abreast of the search for Chavez.
“I got the e-mail up now. Looks like they think he’s out of the country,” Tex stated over the cell phone.
“That’s a definite. The agents aren’t sure where, but through informants it appears Chavez had an associate, a business partner who resides in Brazil. But this guy has homes all over the place. He’s a wealthy man.”
“Brazil? That came up before in regards to the terrorists who wanted the documents to create that missile. I don’t like the sound of this. Are the feds still being aggressive in the search for Chavez?” Tex asked.
“To be honest, my contacts say no. They got the missile, the thumb drives, Montoya, and the other terrorists, so it’s a done deal,” Sandman stated.
“Shit. I would feel a hell of a lot better knowing that asshole was captured or six feet under.”
“I hear ya. Listen, the guys and everyone at Casper’s are praying for Keith. Any news on his condition?”
Tex ran his fingers through his hair. “Not a thing has changed. Tell everyone we appreciate the prayers. Keith sure can use them.”
“And how is Shawna? I can’t believe he had a sister and none of you knew that.”
“Well, Lee did, but was sworn to secrecy. Keith wanted to keep her safe. They had a tough life.”
“Is she feeling better and recovering from her injuries?”
“She’s doing a lot better. The last two weeks have been good. The bruises on her face are fading and the ones on her ribs are looking better. She’s a tough one.”
“She’s a very attractive young woman. The five of you have been really taking good care of her. I’m certain Keith will appreciate that when he is finally up and about again.”
“She’s amazing. She deserves a lot better than what’s been dished out to her. That’s for sure.”
Tex was quiet as he thought about how much better things seemed to be getting. She was talking to them more, but still holding back.
“She does, and I hope the five of you are in this for the long haul,” Sandman said.
“I’d say you don’t need to worry, but it’s Shawna that needs the convincing.”
Sandman chuckled. “I totally understand. Believe me, it wasn’t easy to earn Grace’s trust, but we were all honest with her, and that seemed to slowly ease her mind. Good luck, and I’ll keep on top of this.”
“Please do, Sandman. I don’t want any surprises. Like I said, Shawna’s been through enough.”
“Enough said. Talk to you soon.”
Tex hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair. He had a few more hours of work before he could head home. He missed Shawna. He couldn’t wait to see her. He stared at the computer screen. He’d feel a hell of a lot better if Chavez was behind bars. He just didn’t like the feeling he had.
* * * *
Mercury watched Shawna as she jerked awake for the third time since they left the hospital. She was exhausted. She seemed intimidated by him and wouldn’t lean on him to rest. Which was crazy since a few nights ago they slept together in her bed. He couldn’t believe she was sleeping in the closet out of fear. It bothered him and he would need to confront her about it. It was a bit of a ride back to the ranch, so he tried convincing her to rest against him.
“Darlin’, I don’t bite. Come on over here and rest on my shoulder.”
She glanced at him. He could see the circles under her eyes and it concerned him. While she was with Keith, Mercury asked the doctor if there was anything she could take to maybe help her sleep peacefully. He explained that he already gave her stuff, but thought she may have not taken them yet.
“I’m okay.”
“No, you’re not. You’re exhausted. Have you been sleeping at night? Are you still hiding in that closet?” he inquired.
She gave him a look and then turned away from him and clasped her hands on her lap. He wasn’t sure if he should push her for answers, which was a first for him. He usually didn’t give a shit what people thought or how they felt. If he wanted answers, he got answers.
“Are you taking the sleeping pills the doctor gave you?”
She swung her head to look at him and he could see her anxiety She was damn sexy even fired up. “Talking about me behind my back?” she snapped.
“Worrying about you and wondering what you’re hiding. Why haven’t you taken the pills?”
“I don’t need them. I stopped all the other stuff so I don’t need the sleeping pills. I’m just tired, Mercury. It’s emotional hanging out at the hospital and not getting any news, good or bad, about Keith’s condition.”
He reached over and covered her hands with his. “I know that, honey. I didn’t mean to sound uncaring. I’m just worried about you. I want you feeling better. Maybe we should set up that meeting with Spocko. He’s a really nice guy, easy to talk to.”
“No. I don’t want to talk to some therapist. I just want to deal with it myself. I’m fine, Mercury.”
“Well, I think otherwise.”
She swung her head toward him. “I’m not one of your soldiers. You can’t order me around or make me do something I don’t want to do. I’m fine, so just butt out.” She crossed her arms in front of her chest and stared out the window.
Mercury was pissed off. Never had anyone spoken to him like this, and he didn’t know how to handle it. He cared for Shawna and he would do anything to help her heal. He turned the SUV off onto the shoulder, threw it in park, and reached for her.
“You have got the worse damn temper for such a petite little thing. I care about you, damn it. I want you to trust me and the others. You’re making this difficult and I’m starting to get pissed
“Oh really, well who cares if the gunnery sergeant gets pissed off?” she replied, pressing closer. He held her gaze, saw the fire in her blue eyes, and he lost it. It had taken the patience and willpower of a saint not to sink his cock into her virgin folds the other night when he held her in bed. But now was a different story. Reaching up under her hair and neck, he pulled her toward him and kissed her deeply. At first she gripped his forearms and tried pulling back, but then she eased closer and somehow wound up straddling his waist.
Thank the Lord for tinted windows, or he would be in a hell of a lot of trouble right now.
He stroked his tongue deeper, heard her soft moans, and then felt her hands maneuver under his shirt and against his pectoral muscles. He explored her, too, caressing his hands up her thighs under the skirt she wore and straight to her hips. He gave them a squeeze and she gasped. She pulled back, holding his shoulders, blue sparkling eyes and breasts overflowing from her top, and he knew he was done for.
“What the hell just happened?” she asked him.
He used his thumbs to caress against her mound while still holding her hips. “You just earned yourself a spanking, darling. Nobody denies an order from me. Never.”
He pulled her closer, caressing over her ass cheeks as she lifted up and kissed him. He trailed a finger down the crack of her ass and pressed another finger under her panties to her cunt. She moaned and shook, coming in his arms before he squeezed her to him.
“When I get you home, you’d better be ready for that punishment, ya hear?” he asked her, his own voice shaking with anticipation.
She pulled back, breathing shallow, lips moist from their kissing, and held his gaze. “You have to catch me first.”
* * * *
Lee and Stitch heard the screaming and laughter and then the door slam.
“You can run, darling, but you can’t hide!” Mercury called out. Lee and Stitch saw Shawna running up the stairs and there was Mercury, pulling off his shirt as he headed up after her.
“What’s going on?” Stitch asked.
“Our woman is getting her first spanking,” Mercury stated firmly and headed up the stairs taking two steps at a time.
Lee looked at Stitch.
“You don’t think he’ll actually do it?” Stitch asked and Lee raised one eyebrow at Stitch. They knew their gunnery sergeant pretty well and if the man was going to dish out a punishment, it was called for and he was going to do it. “I’ve got to see this.” Stitch headed up first and Lee followed.
* * * *
Shawna couldn’t believe how aroused she felt. She had no idea why she reacted to Mercury’s questioning in such a defensive manner, but now that the man was all riled up, she couldn’t help but feel excited. She should be freaking out right now about being spanked by him. First of all, she wasn’t a child. Secondly, the fantasies running through her mind should send her to confession for the next ten years straight. She was wet. Her panties were soaked, her breasts full and sensitive as she twirled around the hallway trying to find a place to hide. She could hear Mercury coming so she hid behind a nearby door. Her mouth went dry when he took off his shirt. The man was a gorgeous work of art. Large, wide shoulders, intricate colorful tattoos along his arms and chest, and, damn, a dusting of hair that led straight down to his cock. Holy shit.
Turning, she caught sight of a gorgeous bed. It was huge, and she wondered who slept in here. She shivered and stepped away from the door.
She looked for another place to hide, but as she snuck toward the closet, another door opened and there stood Mercury.
She gasped.
He smirked.
“Did you really think you could hide from me?”
She nodded her head. He chuckled. “Fat chance, sweetie. You’re mine. Now get over here,” he ordered.
She straightened her shoulders, felt her legs shaking, but held her ground. “I will not.”
His eyes widened and she saw Stitch and Lee walk into the room, arms crossed and fierce expressions on their faces. Her pussy leaked.
“Now,” Mercury repeated.
She couldn’t move. She was overly aroused.
Mercury stomped toward her, grabbed her arms, and pressed her body against his as he covered her mouth and kissed her.
She was lost in that kiss and in Mercury’s powerful control of her. She wasn’t scared. She was on fire with anticipation. She wanted whatever he was willing to give her. She wanted to feel. Just feel everything from him, from them.
Mercury lifted her dress and pulled it up and over her head.
Her breasts bounced and she gasped. She hadn’t worn a bra with the dress, which was sexy and tight fitting, another choice of garment from whomever shopped for clothing for her.
He cupped her breasts and leaned down to take a taste.
“These are mine. All of you belongs to me,” he told her and then stepped back, pulling her along with him, still suckling her breasts, before he sat on the edge of the bed.
In a flash he lifted her up and placed her over his lap.
“Mercury!” She screamed his name and then felt the warm, large palm over her ass cheek.
“Holy fuck, she’s got a great ass,” Stitch stated.
She felt a second hand caress her ass cheek and then her back.
“Love these tiny little thong panties,” Lee added, and she felt him lift the thin material from the crack of her ass. It gave her the chills. She wiggled and then felt the large hand keep her steady.
“Easy now, baby. You take your spanking like a good girl,” Mercury said, and she wiggled again.
“I won’t. I don’t deserve a spanking. You’re on a trip, mister. I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“What did she do?” Lee asked, and Mercury explained.
Stitch bent down and caressed her hair from her cheeks. “You should have taken the sleeping pills. Does this mean you haven’t been sleeping well at night?” he asked.
“I’m fine.”
“Why didn’t you come to one of us? We could have helped you or stayed with you so you could rest better,” Stitch said.
“Are you kidding me?” she asked.
Smack.
“Oh!” she exclaimed as the first slap hit her ass cheek, burning her skin yet sending waves of fire to her pussy.
“You care to change your answer?” Mercury asked.
“No,” she stated quickly.
Smack.
“Oh, God.” She felt the cream drip between her thighs. She wiggled her ass and Mercury smacked her ass again then caressed the burn away.
“Are you going to come to us when you can’t sleep tonight?” Mercury asked her.
“No.”
Smack.
“Oh God, Mercury, please,” she begged.
“Please what? Are you going to come to us?”
“Oh God.”
Smack.
She felt the sting and then his caress, and when he maneuvered a finger between her thighs and straight to her wet pussy, she moaned.
“Sweet mother, she is sopping wet,” Lee announced. She felt a second set of hands caress her ass.
Stitch gripped her face between his hands.
She locked gazes with brown eyes and he looked hungry. “You are a very naughty girl. You need to accept our commitment to you and our desire to make you all ours.” He covered her mouth and kissed her as Mercury stroked his finger up into her cunt. In and out he pumped his finger then stroked the wet cream up over her anus.
She jerked upward only for Mercury to lift her up and onto his lap. He used his thighs to spread her thighs wider and then lie back on the bed.
Her ass and pussy were now on display for Stitch and Lee.
She glanced over her shoulder as both men knelt down on the rug, each caressing a palm up her thighs and straight to her cunt. She closed her eyes and moaned aloud. Mercury chuckled. “You love how it feels to be touched by all of us. Wait until Tex and Tiek get here. They’re going to want to taste you, too.”
“Yes.” She moaned as he cupped her breasts.
Stitch and Lee were kissing her back and her shoulders as they alternated finger-fucking her cunt. Then she felt one of them stroke a finger over her anus and push against the tight bud.
“Oh God, I never. Oh, it burns.” She panted.
“Easy, baby, let us explore this luscious body, and get it ready for cock. We want you, Shawna. Will you let us make love to you?” Mercury asked, holding her face between his hands with her breasts pressed against his solid pectoral muscles.
“Yes. Oh God, I want to. I want you.”
He leaned forward and kissed her as both Stitch and Lee stroked fingers into her cunt and anus. She pulled from Mercury’s mouth and screamed her release.
* * * *
Mercury winked at Stitch and Lee over her shoulder. Both men smiled wide and then pulled from her body.
“Let’s get ready, baby. I can’t hold out. I want that pretty, wet, virgin pussy of yours,” Mercury said. They rolled her to her back. Stitch spread her thighs and then licked her pussy. She grabbed his head and Lee watched. She was a gorgeous sight. Full, round breasts and hard, little nipples just waiting to be tasted stared back at him.
Mercury was discarding his clothing and putting on a condom. Stitch was slurping and tasting Shawna, bringing her more and more pleasure.
“I’m ready, baby,” Mercury said.
Stitch licked her one more time and then smiled at her. He leaned up and kissed her mouth then pulled back.
“Don’t you taste so fucking sweet, baby?”
She panted, her eyes wide in shock. Their delicate little virgin was going to have a lot to learn.
Lee smiled as Stitch lifted her up and placed her onto Mercury. She straddled his hips and stared down at his cock. Mercury reached up and cupped her cheek.
“Take me inside of you. Make me yours, baby.”
She caressed her hands along his chest as she lifted up.
“You’re so big, Merc. I don’t know if you’ll fit. I’ve never had sex before,” she whispered.
Stitch caressed her back and Mercury smiled. “I’ll fit because we’re meant to be one. Come on now, baby. Make me all yours.”
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