“That bitch is dead!” Travis shouted, pushing his way through the men, reaching for the front door.
“Travis, that isn’t all,” Matthew shouted, stopping the irate man. “This document in my hand states that upon the bicentennial of the town of Treasure Cove, the founding fathers agreed to sign over all land, water, and mineral rights to the town. Any buildings on said property shall remain with the original family, but all outlying land, water, and mineral deposits are to go to the town.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? We just got our land back, and now it belongs to a fucking town that wants us gone!” Travis roared, punching his fist into the wall.
“This can’t be right. Nowhere within the original charter does it state anything like that. Matthew, you should know. You scoured that charter from top to bottom,” Jeff said, trying to make sense of everything.
“Jeff’s right, Matthew. We all have seen that document. Hell, Neil framed a fucking copy and hung it up on the damn living room wall. I never saw anything like that in there,” Steven Conner admitted.
“What does Tatiana have to do with all of this?” Orin McDaniel asked, leaning against the kitchen counter.
“Curtis Simpson told me that this morning, Aria Van Ottoman or Tatiana Romanov, whoever the bitch is, bought the surrounding land bordering the town. Since the Quinns’, Jenkins’, Conners’, Hicks’ and McKenzie land all border the town, those lands are now in her possession, except for the houses and barns and such, according to this document.”
“She ain’t getting my land! I’ll rip her fucking head off first,” Travis shouted.
“I’m with Travis. She will have to kill me first before I allow her to step one foot on my land,” Jeff stated furiously.
“It really doesn’t matter, because when the reinforcements arrive, I am arresting that bitch for inciting a riot, arson, murder, and attempted murder. So do what ya’ll want at this point. I don’t give a shit,” Braxton said, getting to his feet, checking his gun as he headed out the back door.
* * * *
Looking out her window, she watched as the town she loved more than anything slept. Everything was finally falling into place, and in two days’ time, it was all going to be hers. She had planned and plotted for years, waiting for just the right time, and now it was finally here. She couldn’t wait to see their faces as she took possession of their land and their homes.
For years, she watched as the rich got richer and the poor got poorer. When she was young, she figured that was just the way life went, but as she grew older, she knew the score, and she wanted in. She hated being the daughter of a worthless immigrant. Her mother was fucking royalty for Christ’s sake, and yet the frail bitch chose to piss it all away on some damn carpenter from Russia. She wasn’t frail. Hell, she had balls of steel. She knew what she wanted and she went after it, and it all started with acquiring one of the biggest families in Treasure Cove.
When she first laid eyes on Stephen Quinn, he was still young, handsome, and completely taken with his wife Eloise, the Harvest Queen of Treasure Cove, and she hated her to an unusual extent. No matter how hard she tried, she never could catch the eyes of Stephen Quinn. So when her plan of seduction failed, she did the next best thing. She became good friends with the enemy.
She played her part perfectly as the loyal and devoted friend and confidant of one of the wealthiest families in Treasure Cove. She enjoyed the benefits, too, parties, dinners, and meeting and becoming friends with the others. Then as she was just ready to make her move, the bottom fell, Eloise was pregnant. Everything changed with that news. Gone was the social soirees and living the high life, and in were simple brunches and church socials.
That was until the night Eloise went into labor.
Nobody ever suspected.
Apparently, it was normal for a woman to go into labor early when she was carrying multiples, but it wasn’t normal for her to bleed out after giving birth. Too bad nobody cared enough to figure out why. Regardless, in the aftermath, she made herself extremely available to the needs of one widowed Stephen Quinn. It many have taken her two more years to secure the stubborn man, but she did it. She had married the richest man in Treasure Cove, even though she lied to do it. How was she to know she couldn’t get pregnant, but it didn’t matter. She had a ring on her finger anyway. That was until the man she married found her and her brother-in-law fucking like rabbits in the barn.
After that, she found herself living out of her car, starving and cold, until she met her next mark. He wasn’t as hard to nab and ugly as sin, but his bankbook was loaded, and he had what she needed, connections and knowledge to big names in the financial world. That was when she put her new plan into action.
It may have taken several years, but she was finally where she wanted to be. She was back home, where she rightfully belonged, and everything was within her grasp. Now, all she had to do was play her trump card, and then it would all be over.
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t kill you where you stand.”
Grinning, Tatiana turned and smiled. “Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in.”
“I asked you a question.”
Moving away from the window, Tatiana sat behind the expensive mahogany desk she had purchased from Uganda when she visited many years ago. She loved this desk, especially the ivory inlaid designs. It was a bitch to get through customs, but a little money into the hands of the customs agent, and the desk was delivered the next day. Looking at it now, it emphasized everything she stood for, strength, resilience, and beauty.
Looking at the intruder before her, she grinned. There were so many secrets hidden deep within Treasure Cove, she could spend the rest of her life revealing them and still wouldn’t make a dent in what she knew. No, she was going to wait and watch as her plan started to unfold. She had already set things in motion, and soon all would be revealed.
When the truth came out, this town would never be the same again, but in the meantime, she figured a little fun was what she deserved.
“So tell me, have you told her yet, or is she still wonderfully ignorant? I must say I was tempted to tell her myself, but I figured she would rather hear it from you,” she asked, smiling viciously. For years, she compiled information on all the families in Treasure Cove. She knew every skeleton and secret this town held. One of the biggest secretes of all was standing before her.
As the gun pointed at her wavered, she laughed. “Oh this is too good to be true. She doesn’t know, which means he doesn’t know either. How perfect!”
“Enough!”
“Oh calm yourself. Seriously, you always were too easily riled and too nosey for your own good. Nevertheless, I am not above giving credit where credit is due. You have done well for yourself, and I am impressed. Your only fault was keeping what you saw to yourself. Too bad really, because, soon all will be revealed.”
“Why?”
Slamming her hand down on the desk, she stood and shouted, “Because I can! Because of one night, I lost everything.”
“No, you did that all yourself when you fucked Glenn McKenzie in the barn. That was your mistake, and you were caught. Too bad you were never good with living with the consequences. You had everything, and you fucked it all away for a piece of cock.”
“No! I never had anything. You and everyone else got what you wanted, and you all took what belonged to me. You all fucked up my life, so I am going to fuck up yours. So either use that gun and kill me or get the hell out of here! ”
“See you in hell,” were the last words she ever heard before the bullet pierced her skull.
Chapter Eighteen
Macie woke up the next morning to Andrew and Matthew kissing her awake. Smiling, she turned into them as they petted and rubbed on her body. “I missed you two last night. So what is going on?” she asked as they continued to nip and lick her body.
“We’ll tell you later, but right now, we just needed to see you,” Matthew said, slowly pulling the T-shirt she wore
over her head.
“What about the town? Is it still there?”
“Uh-huh,” Andy whispered as he pinched her nipple.
“And the crusty old bitch?”
“Later. Right now, we need you,” Matthew said huskily as he ripped her panties from her body.
“But what happened!” Macie yelled as both her men groaned in exasperation.
“Woman, you still have that damn collar around your neck. We are your Masters, and we are in charge. We’ve had a hell of a night, and now we want our cocks buried deep in you. Can you please concentrate on us and not the town?” Andrew shouted, but Macie could tell he wasn’t angry, just really horny.
She decided not to push the matter because she desperately wanted them, too. The moment Matthew spread her legs and started to suck on her clit, she didn’t care if the town burnt to the ground.
“I missed you,” Matthew murmured as his thumb stroked back and forth across her clit.
“Oh god!” she cried out, her back arching into Andrew as he kneaded and licked her breast.
“I can’t wait. Need you now,” Matthew said through gritted teeth. She felt the head of his cock at her entrance. With one hard thrust, he was inside her, filling her.
“Oh yes!” she screamed, and immediately Andrew slipped his thumb into her mouth. She could feel him turning and swirling it as she sucked it in deeper.
“I need your mouth on my cock, baby,” he said.
Macie watched as he got up on his knees, grabbed the back of her neck, and placed the head of his cock on her lips, slowly rubbing back and forth.
“Open,” Andrew, growled. “I am going to stuff your mouth with my cock while Matthew fucks your tight pussy.” The more Andrew talked the more Macie was turned on. She loved the way he talked to her.
“Do you want to be fucked from both ends like a dirty, dirty little whore?” he said rather crudely, and Macie pulled back and froze. Never had either of them talked this way to her. She didn’t know what to think, let alone do. Yet the moment the words left his mouth, she felt something unfurl deep within her. Her body reacted to his words, but her mind shouted no.
Immediately the events of yesterday popped into her head, and she recoiled. No, she refused to be treated like her mother.
She wasn’t her mother.
Her mother wasn’t a whore.
She wasn’t a whore.
“Don’t call me that,” she whispered, slowly moving away from them. Their faces hardened, void of all expressions.
“What’s the matter, pet?” Andrew slowly said, enunciating each and every word.
“I’m not a whore,” she whispered as memories flashed through her mind of her mother and the hateful words people used as she walked by. Macie loved her mother. She knew her mom did everything she could to provide a good life for her. Yes, her mother wasn’t married when she had her, and her mother never did tell her who her father was, but none of that mattered. According to Macie, she had all the love and support she needed from her mom and her two uncles. Yet, no matter what she did, her mother couldn’t get rid of the stigma of being called the town whore.
Before she could get out of the bed, Matthew grabbed her legs and pulled her into him. “That’s right, Macie. You are not a whore. You are our whore, and we love you just as you are. You are the mother of our children, and we want to marry you. Never forget that. We know what that bitch said to you hurt. We saw the pain in your eyes. We also know that you blame yourself for what happened yesterday. Understand this. You did nothing wrong.”
“Don’t let one person’s view corrupt how you live your life, Macie,” Andrew said. “Matthew and I have never asked you to stop being who you are. We don’t expect anything from you. If you can’t marry us, we understand and accept that, but know this. You are ours. Always will be ours. As long as you want us, we will always be there for you.”
Tears fell in earnest down her cheeks.
They were right, though she was too stubborn to admit it. She had blamed herself for what happened yesterday. She felt the blatant attack was centered at her. That the town had revolted against her. She was so angry at the time. She hid the truth deep within her and refused to let it surface. Now, she couldn’t hide it anymore.
“I’m not like my mother,” she said, through her tears.
“No, baby, you’re not. You are your own person, and we love you just the way you are,” Matthew said, wiping away her tears. She didn’t stop him as he leaned down and gently kissed her lips. It was a soft kiss, tender and loving.
Moaning, she knew holding onto all the guilt and tension from her past was stopping her from having what her heart truly wanted. She wanted Matthew and Andrew, more than anything in this world. She wanted to be a good mother to her boys. She wanted to keep her diner, and she wanted to be their wife.
She loved them so much, and they had showed her repeatedly how much they felt about her. She knew she had been the one holding back, thinking she wasn’t good enough for them. It wasn’t about Matthew’s leaving, or her fear of him leaving her again. No, it had been a deep-rooted fear that she was exactly like her mother and she didn’t deserve them.
Looking at the two men before her, she realized, she did deserve them. They loved her just as much as she loved them. Taking a deep breath, she wiped her eyes and said, “Yes.”
“Yes what, Macie?” Andrew sat up straight, his eyes never leaving hers. Matthew slowly grinned and then smiled brilliantly.
“Yes, I will marry you. Yes, I will be yours forever, and yes, I will only be your whore.”
“Hot damn!” Matthew shouted, pulling her closer, and kissed her deeply.
When Matthew released her, Andy pulled her into him and whispered. “I love you, Macie.”
“I love you, too, always,” she replied right before he kissed her tenderly. She felt Matthew rubbing her legs, and just as Andrew thrust his tongue deep into her mouth, Matthew licked her pussy, causing her to whimper.
She felt as Andrew smiled against her mouth. It was a heady feeling, finally belonging to these two men. She wanted them with every fiber of her being, and soon they would truly be hers. Giving herself to them didn’t mean she had to change. They loved her just as she was, and she loved them just the same.
Slowly she felt as Andrew lowered her back to the bed. When he released her mouth, he grabbed his cock again, stroking it, he brought it closer to her mouth. “Open your lips, whore, and let me have that hot hole. I want your lips around my cock as I fuck that pretty mouth.”
Doing so immediately, she gasped as Andrew thrust deep into her mouth. Gagging a little, she quickly relaxed and swallowed.
“God, baby, I love when you suck my cock.”
She whimpered and moaned as he started pumping into her, never taking his eyes off hers. She cried as he pulled slowly out, sliding the fat head of his cock over her lips and across her tongue as she tried to lick it. He teased her with his thick cock, smiling playfully. Unable to hold back any longer, she latched on and sucked the thick rod, closing her lips tightly around his shaft. He groaned.
Grabbing her hair, he held her head still as he began to grind his hips against her face. Macie was in heaven. This was what she wanted. This was what she needed.
She moaned as he continued to thrust against her face, dipping his dick in and out of her mouth. Soon she felt Matthew as he grabbed her hips and rammed his shaft back into her wet pussy, quickly following the same thrust-and-pull rhythm Andrew has set.
Two wonderfully hard cocks pumped in and out of her, and she loved every fucking minute of it. She was delighted by the thought of being able to pleasure both of them. She was doing this. She was the one making them moan and groan in ecstasy, and she was the one they wanted.
Closing her eyes, she let herself go. She let them take over. Trusting them to pleasure her, knowing her needs.
“You like this, don’t you, sub?” Andrew demanded. “You like taking both our dicks, don’t you? You like having your pussy used l
ike a whore while you suck a hard cock with your little mouth. You like being fucked hard until you moan, squeal, and come. Your cum is ours. Do it now! Come for us both, baby, now. Come while Matthew fucks your pussy.”
Andrew watched as Macie’s brow furrowed. Her fingers curled tightly as she gagged a little, making little sounds, around his shaft as she came hard around Matthew’s cock. After he quickly pulled out of her mouth, she gasped hard as her body tensed while her pussy clamped down around his brother.
“Fuck! She’s gripping me so fucking hard,” Matthew shouted, pressing his cock deep in her, not moving, as he rode out her orgasm. Andrew watched in awe as the spasms eased and her body began to relax in front of them.
“My turn. I want to feel my pussy grip my cock,” Andrew said, as Matthew pulled his cock from her cunt, moving up toward her head. His brother pointed his shiny cock at her mouth as Macie grinned. Opening wide, he slid it in deep as she tasted her own juices.
God, he loved this woman. She was insatiable. Lifting her legs over his shoulder, he looked down and growled. Her glistening wet pussy was pink and swollen, and he couldn’t wait a second longer. Aiming his cock for her tight entrance, he surged forward as her tight channel gripped him hard.
Matthew’s cock muffled her moan as he pumped his dick in and out. He started the rhythm over again, back and forth with her body between them. Andrew was lost in the hotness of her cunt. This was home for him, his safe haven, and he loved it. For so long he wanted to hear her say that one simple word, and now, he couldn’t wait to hear to more. He wanted her to be his, forever.
He needed more. He wanted all of her. He needed her to understand that this was forever. He needed to claim her, brand her to them, permanently.
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