by Lara Jones
Liam lifted a hand, palm out. “I can’t even talk about that right now.”
Alec hid the smile. “Anyway, I got Dodger on his leash and was going to try to kennel him. I took off his leash at the door of the kennel, and he took off again and ended up right on top of Mora again.”
Liam rubbed the back of his neck and turned to Dylan. “What should we do?”
Alec and Jason were surprised to see an uneasy look on their boss’s face. They’d never seen him anything besides completely calm and controlled.
“Here’s our plan. Let’s put Alec by the back door because she’s going to try to run. She’s already looking for a way out. After we grab her, one of us will need to hold her until we get home, and then we let her have it.”
Jason swallowed. “Sir, may I ask what ‘let her have it’ means? Because look at her, sir. She’s just a little bitty thing…”
Liam snorted. “Yes, a little bitty thing that took three of my guys to arrest her.”
“But, sir, I don’t think she meant to be a problem…”
The other three men smiled.
“Oh, hell yes, she did. Jason, no matter how pissed we are at her, there’s no way we would hurt that woman for anything. I appreciate your concern for her. I promise she’s in good hands.”
Jason turned beet red. “Oh, I wasn’t questioning you, sir. It’s just…”
Dylan smacked him on the back. “We know. She’s irresistible.”
Jason smiled as he looked over at her. “Yes, sir, she is, but I can’t think of anyone besides the two of you who could actually deal with her, except maybe Joe or Alec.”
Alec rolled his eyes. “I didn’t do such a good job. I think Joe and Adam are looking for a more…docile woman to deal with, and John and I are looking for a sweet, controllable woman that doesn’t cause problems.”
Liam chuckled. “We’ll just see about that. Go on and head toward the back. I’ll give you thirty seconds.”
Alec swore and took off in the opposite direction, planning on going around to the back.
“Sir, may I say she can be extremely sweet, and I doubt she meant to cause trouble. She was telling us a story about when she and Isabel were teenagers.” He chuckled. “Oh man, they did some crazy stuff.”
“You’re right, Jason. She can be sweet when she wants to. It’s just too bad it’s not very often. Go on and get back to work.” Liam looked at Dylan. “Ready?”
Dylan cracked his knuckles and grinned. “Oh, hell yeah. I’ll go to the right, and you go to the left.”
The men started moving in a wide circle toward her on opposite ends of the room, slowly closing in on her.
Mora’s eyes widened. Oh shit. Now she was in for it. She looked around for an escape, and the only one she could see was the hallway. It was her only choice. She just hoped there was a way outside that way. She took off at a run through the desks and startled people and started down the hallway. She looked back once to see both were headed toward her with the dog in between. She picked up her pace and turned down another hallway, relieved at the sign that said Exit above a door.
She turned one more time and gasped for breath when she saw how close they were. Ommmph. Before she could get through the door, she ran smack-dab into what felt like a stone wall but was really an oversized chest. All the fight was drained when she realized she was stuck.
Mora turned to Dylan and Liam and smiled. “Hi, guys.”
The man behind her snorted. She looked over her shoulder and narrowed her eyes when she saw it was two men, the mean cop that put cuffs on her and the one from the conference room.
“Mora, sweetheart. We hear you’ve been busy today,” Liam said as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Mora’s eyes jerked back and forth between Dylan and Liam. “Um, no, not really.” She narrowed her eyes and turned abruptly at another snort behind her. “Who just did that?” Both men’s eyebrows went up, then they looked at Dylan and Liam.
Liam waited until Mora turned back to him. “Mora, leave my guys alone. Dylan and I are taking you home so we can talk.”
One of the men burst out laughing in disbelief while the other coughed to cover his.
Mora turned again and started to lash out with a foot, intending to get a kick in with both before she was stopped. She shrieked when an arm reached around her and lifted her off her feet and away from the others.
“Jesus Christ, woman. You just don’t know when to stop.”
Mora relaxed against Liam. “I’m sorry,” she said softly.
“Let’s get you home,” Dylan groused and started heading back toward the room with the desks but stopped and rolled his eyes.
“You are both in for a long ride. Is she even a sub? She’s going to be hard to train,” Joe said.
Both Liam and Dylan nodded. “She can be. It’s part of her charm. Don’t you think?” Liam sighed and tightened his grip when Mora went wild.
“You fucking idiot. I’m not a fucking dog…” She kept yelling as the men took her out the back door and away from everyone.
Liam tightened his hold and bent down to talk in her ear. “Mora, settle down right now, or so help me God, I will have your jeans and panties down around your ankles and lay into you right here. I don’t care who sees.”
“I’ll go get the truck,” Dylan said as he ran off around the building.
Mora took a few deep breaths. She closed her eyes and lay limply against Liam’s chest and gripped the arm around her waist. “I’ve had a bad, bad day, Liam, and everyone’s been kinda mean to me. I think it’s because I’m new to town.”
Liam snorted. “Yeah, I would guess it has nothing to do with that. You’ve had a bad but productive day, though, sweetheart.”
Dylan drove around and parked right beside them.
Liam lifted her into the truck and moved her in the middle, making sure her seat belt was on.
All three stayed silent for the first few minutes.
“Is there any chance I can go back to Jacobsons’?”
Neither men spoke, yet they both looked at her like she was crazy.
She settled back in the seat and crossed her arms. “Fine.”
Chapter 10
They pulled up to their house and shut off the engine. Dylan unbuckled her seat belt. “I’ve got her, Liam.”
Liam waited until Dylan was walking toward the house and had a good grip on her arm before relaxing a bit. They made it into the living room where they all sat, Dylan right beside her on the sofa and Liam crowding her from his seat on the coffee table in front of her.
“May I use the bathroom?”
Liam shook his head, and Dylan just snorted.
“I really need to go,” she complained softly.
Dylan bent forward and narrowed his eyes. “That lie just added to your punishment.” He held up a hand when she opened her mouth. “If you start getting angry or lie to us again at any time tonight, we will have you buck naked over one of our laps and pound on your sweet ass until it’s a pretty red. You got me, sugar?”
Liam shook his head and relaxed back into the sofa cushion, rubbing an agitated hand down his face. “I don’t know where to start.”
“How about she starts at the beginning?” Dylan said sarcastically.
They waited for a long moment. Liam nudged her with an elbow. Mora laid her hands in her lap and took a deep breath. “Oh, um, okay. Well, let’s see. I was born in Dal—”
Dylan snorted out a laugh. “You know what we mean, sugar. Let’s hear about today. Now knock it off.”
Mora bit her lip and began again. “Oh, okay. I was taking a drive around town, and then your guys mauled me, and then you came to save me. The end.”
Dylan growled. “That’s not what we want.”
Liam put a hand over his face and sighed.
Mora crossed her arms over her chest and raised her chin. “I know the law. I am innocent until proven guilty.”
Dylan looked at Liam and shrugged. “What do you want to do?�
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“We have to do what’s best for her…”
“Hey,” she said, waving her arms in the air. “I’m right here. No need to talk as if I’m not.”
Liam went on as if she hadn’t interrupted. “And I think we need to be firm or she’ll try to run right over us.”
“You guys are pissing me off,” she rasped in a threatening voice.
Dylan nodded his head. “I agree. It might scare her though.”
Mora snorted. “You can’t scare me.”
Dylan stood. “Okay, I’ll take the top, and you take the bottom.”
“What does that mea—” Mora screeched as Liam lifted her, and they all walked back into a bedroom.”
“Wait, is this about the faucet?”
Both men froze and looked at her. “What about the faucet?” Liam asked.
Mora relaxed, tapped Liam’s cheek, and smiled sweetly. “Oh, nothing.” Note to self, tighten the little hoses under the cabinet. She smiled to herself. Shit, that would have been a good one.
“Jesus,” Dylan grunted behind them. “She’s going to drive us to drink,” he mumbled under his breath.
Mora lifted herself enough to look over Liam’s shoulders. “I heard that, Dylan,” she growled.
“Enough,” Liam said in a gruff voice.
Mora cuddled close against Liam’s chest. “Liam, he started it. You saw that, right?” she murmured sweetly.
Liam rolled his eyes and then dropped her on the mattress. He smiled when she screamed. Good.
Mora bounced and then popped up on her hands and knees. Her eyes widened. “Hey, now, wait. What do you think you’re doing?”
Dylan smiled. “Well, it looks like you’re gonna get punished.”
“But why?” Both men just smiled. She moved back against the headboard. “Tell me what you’re going to do?” she asked suspiciously.
“Well, we’re first going to tire you out a bit. Then we’ll see if you can answer our questions…”
“I say we put a plug in.”
“What’s a plug?” Her wide eyes went back and forth.
Dylan laughed. “Oh, this is going to be so much fun,” he said and slapped his hands together before rubbing them against each other.
They both started crawling to where she pressed against the headboard. Mora screamed and held out a hand. “Wait, you guys aren’t going to hurt me, are you?”
Both men stopped.
Liam sighed. “Honey, there’s no way in a million years we would ever hurt you.”
“Then what are you going to do?” Mora felt something close to fear like she hadn’t in a very long time.
Dylan caught her legs and started pulling her, as she wiggled, down the mattress until she lay flat. He came down beside and propped his head on a hand, and the other he placed on her stomach. He waited until Liam got comfortable on her other side, throwing his leg over hers, trapping her between them.
“It’s good to be nervous. You should be. You’re in a lot of trouble right now,” Dylan said cheerfully with a wink.
“I don’t see what I did wron—”
Liam’s hand landed right above the band of her jeans before he slipped it under until his fingertips touched her pubic hair. “Hush. Right now, we don’t want you to speak unless we ask you a question.”
“But…”
Dylan bent and sank his teeth into her earlobe just enough for her to feel a tinge of pain. It worked. She was no longer talking. At least for the time being. His hand made circles on her stomach, his fingertips just touching the undersides of her breasts. “Tell us how fast you were going, sugar,” he whispered against her ear.
A squeak came out of her mouth when Liam latched on to the nipple closest to him, sucking strongly through her shirt and bra.
“Answer me, Mora. Concentrate on my words, not what Liam’s doing to your breasts.”
“Mmmm,” she hummed and moved her gaze to Dylan’s. “What?”
“How fast were you going?”
“I think mmmm, about, ah, fifty-five.”
“That’s right. You were going fifty-five in a thirty-five-mile-per-hour zone. Am I correct?”
“Yessss.”
Dylan smiled at her reaction to Liam biting down on her nipple. “So, you were speeding?”
Liam had started working her shirt up and over her head before unsnapping her bra, throwing both on the floor. He bent back down and latched on, sucking strongly.
“Oh God,” Mora said and arched off the bed as her hands gripped his head, holding him to her. “Yessss…”
“Yes, you were speeding?”
“Yess.”
“Why?”
“Mmmmm.”
“Mora, why?”
“To get your attention.”
Both men froze.
“Nooo, don’t stop,” she whined.
Liam grinned and looked at Dylan to see he was surprised and pleased also. Liam’s tongue flattened against her nipple several times before latching on again.
“Baby, you taste so good.” He took a few more sucks and then pulled off with a pop. “But do you know where else I want to taste?”
Mora’s head moved back and forth on the mattress.
“I want to taste your pussy. Do you want me to do that?”
A wild little sound came from her throat. Mora’s eyes stayed closed as she stilled as if thinking. “I don’t know?”
Liam raised his head more to see her face. “Has anyone tasted your pussy before?”
“No.”
Dylan’s thumb rubbed over her other nipple. “Have you had anything in your bottom?”
Her eyes flew open as she tensed. “What? No. Absolutely not!”
Dylan smiled. “Well, by the end of the night you’re going to at least have my fingers up your tight ass.”
Mora started squirming to get away. “Nope, nada. No.”
Dylan chuckled, tightened his grip as he nodded. “Yup, ya. Yes.”
Liam could tell she was starting to get worked up, so he slid his hand farther down her pants, used his middle finger to delve in between her tender lips to press on her clit.
All the fight rushed out of her, leaving her a soft and docile woman. It was like a switch. Touch her in the right places, and she calmed. Liam snorted in his head. How long was this going to last? His smile grew. They’d deal with it, but in the meantime, they got to enjoy and play with her.
All her concentration was on how they were making her feel. Something she’d never felt before. Oh, she’d masturbated before, but having someone else touch you like they knew what they were doing. Men that knew how to touch a woman and how to make her orgasm. “Awww,” she moaned, and her eyes rolled back.
Dylan sat up and quickly unsnapped her jeans and slid them and her underwear off with her shoes and socks. He smiled when her legs immediately spread, giving Liam better access to her.
He didn’t disappoint her. The moment her legs spread, Liam lifted her leg over his hip and slid a finger into her, slowly moving it in and out at a leisurely pace.
Her moans got louder, and her hands gripped the comforter underneath her in a death grip. She made a choking sound when Liam stopped. He had his finger halfway inside of her, then stopped moving it.
Mora arched her back and tried to move on his finger. “Hey! Move, Liam. Please?” she begged.
“Answer Dylan’s questions, and I’ll reward you,” Liam calmly ordered.
Mora looked at Dylan with daze needy eyes. “Ask me,” she demanded.
Dylan grunted. “Why’d you want our attention?”
Mora stared, confused. “I’m not sure.”
One of Dylan’s brows cocked up in disbelief.
“No, really. I never wanted a man’s attention in my life, yet I do find I want both of yours. I really don’t know why. Most of the time you just irritate the hell out of me.” She abruptly turned back to Liam. “Now move.”
Liam chuckled and kept his finger still. “You don’t tell us. We’ll do whate
ver we want and whenever we want, and we need you to come to grips with that.”
“What!”
Liam’s smile grew. “If we claim you, you’ll be ours. We’ll push you sometimes, we might do things you don’t like or don’t want at the time, but our main objective is to make sure you’re happy, healthy, and safe.”
“Okay,” she agreed with a sigh.
“We need you to behave, no more fighting with people.”
“Okay,” she said through gritted teeth.
“No more speeding,” Dylan added.
“Okay,” she growled.
“You’ll do what you’re told.”
“Fine,” she yelled.
“No more cussing,” Liam demanded.
“Grrrrrrrr. Whatever.” Her voice hoarse with need and anger.
Dylan snorted in disbelief.
They watched her as she tried to fight her inclination to fight with them, and it looked like she might just lose.
“I’ll help you out, sugar. Liam, let me get some of her cream.” He’d give her something else to focus on.
Mora made a humming noise when Liam pulled out, and Dylan’s finger took its place. The friction momentarily took her attention. Dylan pulled his cream-covered finger out and went farther down and pressed against her asshole.
Liam pushed back into her pussy and waited to see how she’d take having her ass breached. He smiled when she stilled and seemed to hold her breath. Her face was so expressive right then that he could see every emotion that raced through her. He knew when Dylan was going in when she started making a startled frightened sound.
Mora frowned and tried to push their hands away. “God, what are you doing?”
“We’re making you feel good, sugar.” Dylan steadily pushed in until he bottomed out. He pumped his finger in and out before grabbing more of her cream that was coming out of her in abundance now, wetting both Liam’s and his hands.
He impaled her several times. “Relax. You’re going to love this.”
“Yeah?” she snorted. “How about we stick something up your as…ssssss.”
Dylan chuckled as two of his fingers started pushing in, stretching her as they went.
“Oh shit. You need to stop,” she pleaded.