“You may be able to get Anthony and Kever off your backs permanently. If those thumb drives and documents are in there and that’s what Sotoro is after and it proves Anthony and Kever’s involvement, then they’re as good as dead,” Storm said.
“But you can’t be sure. Why should we trust you when your friend in a low place is the man who wants to find me?” Arabella asked.
“Because you don’t have a choice, Arabella. I call him and say I found you, he’ll want to talk to you.”
“No, he’ll want to finish what he couldn’t in that office. With your half legit and half not legit business, you should know scum like Sotoro better than anyone,” she said.
“What do you want us to do?” Winter asked.
“I want you to ensure that the thumb drives and documents are what Sotoro needs and wants. I want Kever and Anthony taken care of so they never can hurt me or my family again, and then, I never want to know another thing about any of this shit.”
“And what are you going to give him as the negotiating tool?” Winter asked her.
She held Storm’s gaze. “Perhaps one silver thumb drive is ultimately the thing he wants the most out of all that stuff.”
* * * *
Rex didn’t know if he should be mad at Arabella, proud of her, or utterly uncertain if the woman was the same person she had been with them this last month. She’d had a hard life, beyond difficult, and yet she came through every time for her sister. Any of these situations could have left her raped or dead, but she pulled through and she even went as far as having backup plans and insurance.
He decided then and there after hearing all about the last three years of his woman’s life that he still loved her. In fact he loved her more. As they all continued to talk and come up with a plan of action, he walked over to her.
“Arabella?” She looked up, her eyes glossy, her face pale and appearing as if she thought Rex would hate her.
“Come with me,” he said and took her hand. He pulled her up from the couch as the others went round and round on their options. He got her into the kitchen and he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight.
“I’m so sorry, baby. So sorry that all this time you’ve had to deal with one shitty, dangerous, life-threatening situation after the next to protect your family. You came here afraid of soldiers because of what those men did to you and how they acted, but the truth is, whether you believe it or not, you’re a soldier, too. A real tough, determined, strong woman. More than a man like myself deserves to have as his lover, his wife. But Goddamn it, baby, if you ever place yourself in that kind of danger again, I’m going to dish out some serious hard-core punishment. You got it?” he asked firmly, now holding her head to his chest. She was crying and squeezing him around the waist. He looked up and saw Reno, Smith, and Brock approaching, too.
Smith caressed her back and she tightened up a moment. “We’re going to help you get through this.” He kissed the top of her head.
She pulled slowly away from Rex. She looked at them and Rex held her hand in support.
“What you did was beyond brave. Crazy. Gutsy, but hell, you did what you needed to in order to survive and save your family. There’s no fault in that,” Smith said then caressed her cheek and used his thumb to wipe away her tears.
“We love you, baby, that’s not going to change,” Reno told her.
“Still? Even after hearing what I had to do? About two men trying to rape me and watching a man get shot?”
“You did what needed to be done. It’s kind of like what soldiers do. Protect the people they love and respect. But it all stops now. You need to let all of us help you and your family,” Brock told her.
“But how? Kever and Anthony won’t stop until they find us.”
“Storm, Mark, and Winter have a plan. We have friends that can help everywhere. Cora won’t even have to go back to Chicago to open up that security box. We’ll work it out,” Brock told her and then hugged her tight.
She was still feeling fearful that something would go wrong, but she really didn’t have much of a choice. Her men were professionals and so were Storm and his team. She had to let them see what they could do to resolve this.
* * * *
A plan was in motion and everyone left the house except for Arabella, Reno, Smith, Brock, and Rex. She tried to leave with her family but Brock ordered her to stay. He knew he sounded abrupt but there were things to discuss and ensure. He noticed when Arabella was pushed in a corner that she reverted back to her soldier mode, the tough exterior that hid her emotions and fears like an imaginary shield of sheer composure. He knew that look, her demeanor, well.
She stood in the bedroom, arms at her sides, and waited for what he would ask of her next. Downstairs she’d attempted to ignore his command but then she thought better of it. She was probably filled with raw emotions, feeling like her nightmare was never ending, and she needed their control, their masculinity and guidance to get through these raw emotions and overcome her own vulnerability.
“From here on out, there are no more secrets, no more hiding your fears, your worries, your weaknesses. Do you understand me, Arabella?” Brock asked her. She took an unsteady breath and nodded.
“Answer him,” Smith pushed.
“Yes.”
“Is there anything else we should know? Any other surprises, criminal acts, self-defense situations, or events you feel we may become pissed off about if we find out in the future?” he asked her.
She thought about it a moment and he wondered what she may still be holding back.
“Arabella?” Rex said her name.
“I don’t think so. My head is so clouded and fuzzy right now. I’m feeling so much.”
“Talk to us. Tell us,” Brock replied.
“I fear losing you, all of you.”
He felt his chest tighten. “Are you planning on leaving us?” he asked.
She shook her head. “No, Brock. I don’t want to.”
“Then that fear is resolved. We’re not going anywhere and neither are you. We’ve made the commitment to one another every time we make love and it grows stronger.”
“What else?” Reno asked.
“I don’t want to fail or disappoint you. I feel like you’re disappointed in me,” she said as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Brock stepped forward and cupped her cheeks between his hands. He stared into her gorgeous blue eyes knowing he loved this woman more than anything in the entire world.
“Disappointed, never. Proud, scared, and sad for what you had to go through, yes, but you did it and you survived, and nothing bad can be said of that.”
“But you all looked so shocked and angry.”
“Angry at what those men put you through,” Rex stated.
“Angry that two men tried and nearly were successful in raping you,” Reno told her.
“Angry that our beautiful woman needed to fight and live in fear for far too long,” Smith told her.
“Angry that even though we made love, and you said that you trusted us, that you didn’t share everything. This could have gone so wrong.”
“I’m sorry, Brock. I guess I’m used to only having myself to rely on and trust. Even though we shared so much it was like I needed to hold on to something just in case you failed me like everyone else in my life had.”
“And that’s why we forgive you and love you. You’re a survivor, but now we want all of you. All your trust, all your love, and for you to hold nothing back.”
She smiled and nodded her head. “You have it. Anything you want, anything you ask of me, I will do to prove to you that you have my trust completely.”
“Oh. I’m thinking we can really take advantage of that declaration,” Smith said, rubbing his hands together.
“No rope, Smith. Not tonight. Tonight we make love to our woman together, and we hold her in our arms and let her know that from here on out, this is her home and her bed,” Brock said.
“You’re moving in with us effect
ive immediately and no fighting it,” Smith declared.
“Why would I want to fight it when I’m in love with four sexy men?”
Brock pulled her into his arms and kissed her. That kiss grew deeper, and soon they were stripping out of their clothing and Arabella was carried to the bed.
* * * *
Smith was already in place, lying with his legs off the edge of the bed waiting for Brock to place Arabella on top of him. The moment he did, Smith absorbed her perfume, ran his hands along her luscious curves, and then straight to her hair. He gripped her chocolate locks and pulled her down for a kiss. As he explored her mouth and put all his love, his fears, and concerns for her experiences into that kiss, he felt her hands glide along his arm muscles. She thrust her hips and her pussy against his cock and belly.
Smack.
Arabella gasped as she pulled from his mouth and there was Brock caressing her ass cheeks after giving her a smack.
“You didn’t think you’d get away with no punishment, did ya?” he asked.
She held his gaze and Smith chuckled. “Someone better give me a condom fast. Our baby is wet and seems to like a spanking.”
She turned to give Smith shit for his comment when the sound echoed in the room again.
Smack.
“Brock.” She gasped, closing her eyes and rocking her hips.
“Fuck yeah, she likes it,” Reno added.
Brock spanked her again then caressed her ass cheeks as Reno moved lower to kiss her on the mouth as he held her face between his hands. Rex passed Smith a condom and Smith tore open the foil packet and encased his cock quickly. He thrust upward as he held Arabella’s hips and aligned his cock with her pussy. As he pushed up into her, she moaned into Reno’s mouth as Brock smacked her ass again and again.
Reno released her and Smith could feel her cream pouring from her cunt. He held her tight and thrust upward faster.
“Oh God, what you do to me. It isn’t normal,” she said aloud, head tilted back, hips moving as she countered Smith’s thrusts while Reno reached for her hair and caressed her cheek.
“I think besides smacking this sexy ass I’m going to love fucking it,” Brock told her then leaned forward and nibbled on her shoulder and neck. Smith locked gazes with him and Brock winked as Arabella lost the ability to keep her head upright. Reno was there to guide her lower.
“Here, baby, I got something just for you and that talented little mouth.”
Smith watched her hungrily open for a taste of Reno’s cock as Smith slowed his pace.
Brock prepared to fuck her ass. Up and down she moved her hips and ground her pelvis over Smith’s cock. He pumped up, needing to go faster as she sucked Reno slowly, as if truly enjoying sucking cock.
It was an amazing feeling, and when Brock used some lube to prepare Arabella’s ass, instead of tightening up, she spread her thighs wider and pushed her ass back, earning a series of fast, hard slaps.
“Oh fuck, Brock, she’s humming and moaning on my cock. I can’t take it much longer,” Reno complained.
“No need to. Our woman knows this body is ours for the taking.” In one slow move Brock began to press his cock into Arabella’s ass. Smith could feel her pussy getting tighter and tighter the deeper Brock went.
“Oh yeah. Oh fuck, she’s so tight and wet. You’re ours, Arabella,” Smith told her as he cupped her breast and pinched the nipple.
“Damn, baby, I’m there,” Reno said as he pumped his hips and exploded inside of her mouth.
Brock chanted her name and began a series of hard, fast thrusts into her ass. Smith stayed still as she gasped for air and came hard screaming Brock’s name. Again and again Brock thrust harder faster until he held himself deep within her and came. He kissed her shoulder, and before she could recover, Smith was holding her hips and shoving up into her in slow hard thrusts.
Brock eased out of her ass and Rex was there to take his place. They locked gazes over her shoulder. “You’re all ours, baby. You’re part of the team now. You’re family,” Rex said and then pushed into her ass, making her pussy feel tight as a glove against Smith’s cock.
“Fuck, baby, I’m next. Come with me,” Smith told her. He and Rex started to thrust into her one after the next. She was moaning and swaying between them when she started holding on to Smith’s shoulders as she pressed downward against his cock then would push her ass back against Rex’s cock.
“Look at you. You’re so fucking hot. You love a cock in your ass and one in your pussy, don’t you, baby?” Smith asked her as he gripped her hair and pumped faster. Rex was moaning and then they both couldn’t hold back. Arabella screamed her releases and then Rex and Smith followed, holding her between them as they came inside of her.
Smith grabbed her face. Her eyes were closed, her hair damp from perspiring, and he kissed her tenderly.
“All ours. Forever.”
“Forever,” she whispered.
Rex eased out slowly from her ass, kissed his way up her spine to her shoulders, then stood up to move off the bed.
Smith rolled her to her back and gently played with her breasts as Brock and Reno washed her with a warm washcloth then spread kisses along her belly and against her groin where the scar was.
Smith’s chest tightened at remembering all they had learned about her past and the men who continued to hunt her.
We’ve got you, baby. No one will get in the way of our love and happiness. Not ever again.
Chapter 15
“I thought you said you found her, Storm?” Sotoro asked as he sat in his chair behind his desk. Storm and Winter watched him.
“We did, but more importantly we found what you were after, so there’s no need to see Arabella and for us to bring her to you,” Storm told him.
Sotoro squinted his eyes. “The deal was the woman.”
“Yes, but what you wanted, which were these thumb drives and documents plus her confirmation that Kever shot you, are confirmed. Here is everything right here,” Winter said and placed the envelope with all the thumb drives and the documents onto his desk.
Sotoro opened it up and widened his eyes. “There’s something missing.”
Storm held his gaze. “We have some unfinished business.”
“Like what?”
“Like the fact that we want to ensure that this woman and her family, sister, children, and Mom, are never searched for by you or anyone else again. We want to guarantee that you handle the Kever and Anthony situation accordingly so that they never step foot near these women and children again, and that you never seek them out either.”
“How do I know that they never made copies of this stuff?” Sotoro asked.
“By the fact that you saw us enter the security facility and saw us exit with the envelope. We know you had men on us. We also know you couldn’t infiltrate that place without Cora,” Winter told him.
Sotoro smiled. “And the silver thumb drive?”
“Was kept in a safe place as insurance to ensure Arabella’s family’s safety. She didn’t open it or attach it to a computer. You can confirm that as soon as you plug it into yours.”
“Ahh, but she was so lovely. Her body was fuckable in so many ways. I had plans for her you know. Especially here over this desk.” He smoothed his palm over the wood.
Storm had to hold himself back from replying to the filthy pig. “Well, she’s not yours, and this right here buys her freedom.” Storm showed him the thumb drive and placed it on his desk.
“You have my word that this is over as far as my part is concerned. But keeping her alive may not be so easy.”
“What does that mean?” Winter asked, getting angry now as Sotoro took the thumb drive and rolled it between his fingers.
“You and your team just got back from Texas, did you not?”
Storm didn’t like the feeling he had.
He looked at Winter and then back at Sotoro.
“We’ve done business for many years. You’ve helped me out greatly by bringing me these
things and I will do my part and leave that sexy little woman to her new life. But I can’t say the same for Kever and Anthony. They took a flight to Texas yesterday.”
* * * *
Arabella and Cora drove the car into Keanter to get some information from Elvira about her big event next month. This would be the largest catering event she’d had so far, and Cora and her mom along with Marissa were going to be helping.
“Are you going to be working at the guys’ house today when we get back?” Cora asked.
“That’s the plan. I think Smith is going to be helping me, but truth is, he’s not much of a help.”
Cora was shocked. “Really? But he’s so big, and has all those muscles.”
“I meant to say that he’s a distraction. I can’t seem to get any work done when any of them are right there next to me, touching me.” She chuckled.
“Oh, you mean that type of distraction.” Cora felt her cheeks warm. She looked toward Arabella and could see the huge smile on her face. Her sister was in love with four great men and they loved her. It made her heart fill with excitement and happiness.
“What the hell!” Arabella screamed and turned the steering wheel hard to the right just as the truck slammed into them.
It was as if it all happened in slow motion. Cora looked up, saw the front grill of the truck, and felt the impact against the side of Arabella’s door as Arabella turned the wheel to the right taking the brunt of the hit. Cora’s head snapped back as she thought how her sister once again put herself in the line of fire to protect her. Cora’s head hit the side window, and the pain was instant. Her neck snapped back as she cried out.
Her vision was burry and she knew she must have a concussion or a brain injury, something. She thought about her babies and kept blinking her eyes open praying that she didn’t die. She saw Arabella. There was blood. Arabella was screaming out toward Cora yelling “No!” but it felt as if it echoed in Cora’s head. Then she was falling. Someone opened the door. The seat belt gave completely. A hand grabbed her arm and she tumbled to the ground with a thump.
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