The Ramsey Doms

by Mardi Maxwell

  “Ladrón fantasma,” Vitale said.

  “Ladrón fantasma—phantom thief?” Jenna asked, translating the words into English. “What does that mean?”

  “Remember us telling you about the men who tried to attack us at Miguel’s Cantina? One of them told us the girls from their village were being taken by someone they called the phantom thief.”

  “It’s someone we haven’t run into before.” Nymph leaned down until Vitale met her eyes. “Does ladrón fantasma own the barge?”

  “Yes, she’s Men—” Vitale passed out before he could complete the sentence.

  “Ladrón fantasma is a woman,” Nate said. “Mendez has never had a woman working for him before.”

  “There’s always a first time for everything,” Nymph said.

  Addison brushed the hair off Vitale’s forehead. “He looks awful. Do you think he’ll be okay?”

  Cade pulled her away. “Of course, baby, but don’t get too close. He might be contagious.”

  “Doc will take care of him,” Jenna said.

  The sound of a siren reached them just as Jackson entered the room. He swiveled on his boots and headed back toward the hallway. “I’ll get the door.”

  A couple of minutes later the EMTs examined Vitale and loaded him onto a gurney. “This guy has a gunshot wound that’s infected and a temp of a hundred and two. What happened to him?”

  “He was on an assignment in the jungle so he may have picked up some other bugs,” Cade said. “Jackson, can you go to the hospital with them and talk to Doc?”

  “Yup,” Jackson said. “I’ll take Jenna and a couple of the men with me.”

  “We’re going to try to get some information about this phantom thief and her barge,” Cade said. “Keep us posted.”

  * * * *

  Cade paced the floor of his den while he waited for Thor’s assistant and information warehouse, Harley, to answer his questions. His desk phone was on speaker and he heard typing while she searched for any connections Mendez had to barges.

  The typing stopped and Harley said, “Mendez operates several lines of party barges in the Caribbean Sea. I’ve ruled out the inexpensive, touristy ones as well as the expensive ones that aren’t members-only. That leaves one members-only party barge. They board Friday evening at a private estate located between Santa Marta and Riohacha. It travels around the Caribbean then returns to port on Sunday evening.”

  “Any ports of call?” Cade asked.

  “None,” Harley said. “They stay out to sea, but it looks like they stay within the territorial boundary of Colombia.”

  “Which means we can’t catch them in international water,” Cade said. “We’ll have to find another way to get on board.”

  Do you have a list of members?” Nate asked.

  “I’m looking,” Harley said. “Ah-hah!”

  “What?” Cade asked, relieved that they might have a firm lead.

  “The estate and the barge belong to Tina White.”

  Cade looked at Nate and Nymph to see if they knew the name.

  A loud sigh came over the phone. “Don’t you people ever pay attention during my briefings? Tina White is Carlos Mendez’s stepmother, Cristina Blanco.”

  “Oh, damn. How the hell did we miss that?” Cade asked.

  “It’s like I always tell Thor. I’m the brains of this operation and you guys are the brawn. Everyone needs to stick to what they do best.”

  They heard the sound of pages being shuffled and a drawer being slammed shut.

  “Thor and Marisol were taken on a Friday almost two weeks ago. The barge leaves port on Friday evenings. I’d say they were probably on it,” Harley said. “There’s no telling if they’re still on it. If Thor got the chance to escape he would have.”

  Nate pulled out a map of the region and studied it. “Do we know anyone who knows the coastline of Colombia?”

  “No,” Cade said.

  “I’ll see if Dirk or Sabre have any contacts in the area,” Nate said.

  Cade hugged Addison. “I’m getting a team together. We’re going to search every inch of that coastline.”

  “They might still be on the barge,” Nate said.

  “Then we’ll figure out a way to get onto it,” Cade said.

  “I might have a way for someone to do that,” Harley said.

  “How?” Cade asked.

  “The barge was ticketed for an oil leak. It’s been grounded until it’s repaired. The new guy, Delacroix, used to work on barges in the Louisiana bayous.”

  “That’s great, but how do we get him hired by the phantom thief?” Nate asked.

  “Easy. The only company that works on barges in that area is owned by Miguel’s brother,” Harley said.

  “Miguel?” Cade asked.

  Another loud sigh came over the speaker. “Miguel of Miguel’s Cantina fame.”

  “Oh, well, then let’s get busy working on getting him on there,” Nate said.

  “I’m on it. I’ve also put the jet on standby and notified Delacroix and Rodriquez that they’ll be going with you.”

  “I’ll go, too,” Nate said.

  Cade shook his head. “No, I want you to stay here and help Jackson keep an eye on Addison. Harley, get Delacroix on a commercial flight. I don’t want him to have any connection to us.”

  “Already on it. By the time he gets there it will be set up.”

  “How can you be sure?” Cade asked.

  “Miguel’s wife, Anna, and I are Facebook friends. We exchange recipes.”

  “What the hell is the world coming to?” Cade grumbled. “You’re supposed to be our big, scary secret weapon. Now I find out you’re exchanging recipes with the enemy.”

  “Miguel and Anna are not the enemy.” A few seconds of silence passed then Harley said, “It’s all set. Delacroix flies out tonight. He’ll go to the cantina and Miguel will get him hooked up with his brother. You fly out in the morning.”

  “Great! Thanks, Harley,” Cade said.

  “Find them, Cade.”

  “I will.” Cade disconnected the call. “Where are the twins?”

  “They said they had things to do at the club and they were going to spend the night there,” Nymph said. “They took Cassie with them.”

  “That means they’re doing Cassie,” Addison said, then laughed.

  * * * *

  “That’s enough, Cassandra,” Luc said.

  Cassie slid her fingers over her clit one last time before she dropped her hand on her belly. She wiggled when a trickle of warm cream slid from her pussy to her ass. Logan smiled then went back to working on the accounts. Cassie glanced from him to Luc before she lowered her eyes.

  When they’d arrived at Club Mystique, they’d stripped her and arranged her in a chair in front of their desks with her legs spread and over the chair’s arms. They’d left her like that for a long time while they’d begun working. Every now and then, one of them looked up and examined her, paying special attention to her breasts and pussy. Having their eyes on her was enough to make her heart pound and her breath ragged.

  Logan went first, ordering her to play with her breasts. She hadn’t been surprised by his demand because he was definitely a breast man. She’d stroked her breasts and pinched her nipples until they were red and swollen. He and Luc watched her for several minutes before Logan ordered her to stop. She’d obeyed him, then waited for Luc to tell her what to do. Instead, they’d both gone back to work and ignored her. After several tense minutes, Luc ordered her to play with her pussy but stay away from her clit. The game had gone back and forth between them while her arousal had built to the breaking point.

  Occasionally, someone knocked on the door and Luc or Logan would tell them to enter. The person, usually a member of the wait staff or security, would glance at her, smile, then ask them a question. They’d answer it as if she wasn’t sitting there naked and playing with herself. She suspected they’d arranged the interruptions. They knew how much it turned her on to have people watchin
g them together.

  Luc moved toward her and crouched down in front of her. He slid his hands beneath her bottom and pulled her to the edge of the chair. “Time for a snack.”

  He lowered his mouth to her pussy and licked down one side and up the other before he sucked one plump lip into his mouth and nibbled on it. He released it and kissed her clit before he met her eyes.

  “I love you. I love having the taste of you in my mouth while I work.” He licked her again and pressed one of his fingers into her anus at the same time.

  Cassie drew in a deep breath and exhaled on a moan when he slipped his tongue down the seam of her vagina and into her. He wiggled his tongue in deeper, then withdrew, pressed into her again and withdrew again.

  “Don’t come yet. Logan hasn’t had his snack.” With that, he stood up and walked away.

  Cassie worked to get her breathing under control while Logan spoke to someone on the phone. He hung up, then snapped a picture of her.

  “Cassie, your poor little pussy looks so lonely. You can finger yourself as much as you want. In fact”—he opened a desk drawer and held up a dildo—“use this.” He tossed it and she caught it.

  It was small, nowhere near what she needed compared to the size of their cocks. She decided to make do and stroked it between her swollen, wet lips before sliding it inside. A second later, it began to vibrate. She gasped and stared into Logan’s eyes.

  “Surprise, sugar.” Logan held up a remote.

  She hummed with pleasure and got busy fucking herself with the dildo, making sure to give it a twist every now and then, scraping it over the sensitive walls inside her pussy. She lifted her hips, giving Luc and Logan a clearer view of the dildo as she thrust it into herself. Every time she withdrew it, she spread cream over her pussy and clit until even the inside of her thighs felt slick and glistened.

  Her arousal built and her pussy tightened around the dildo, clamping down on it as she withdrew it, drawing a deep moan from her. She was close, so close. The vibrator slid over her clit as she pushed it back in. She froze on a gasp of unbearable pleasure and told herself to hell with their rules. A spark of an orgasm began. It abruptly ended when the dildo was jerked away from her. “Looogaan!”

  Logan dropped the dildo, then slapped her clit three times, rapidly. “Bad girl. You were going to come weren’t you?”

  Cassie hesitated and he flipped her over and spanked her ass five times. Each swat was harder than the last until the final one was a short, sharp sound that stung the soft skin of her butt cheek. He pushed two fingers into her pussy and finger-fucked her. “You keep those legs spread and don’t you dare come.”

  She fought as hard as she could to keep the orgasm at bay while he did everything he knew to push her over the edge of her control. He pulled his fingers from her and rubbed them over her clit in quick circles, then pinched it between two fingers and tugged on it before thrusting his fingers back into her. She screamed with pleasure. “Please, please, oh, oh.”

  He lifted her back into the chair, spread her legs, hooked them over the arms and tugged her until her ass was at the edge. One long finger slid into her ass and pumped in and out before a second finger pressed in and stretched her hole. “That’s it. You love having your ass fucked don’t you?”

  “Yes, oh, Logan, yes.”

  He played with her ass while he licked her clit and sucked on her labial lips, then tongued her. Luc joined them. He’d undressed while Logan had played with her. He moved to the side of the chair and his cock brushed against her cheek. She turned and opened her mouth and took it inside and stroked the shaft with her tongue. She loved the taste of him, the smooth skin over the hardness of his erection and the ridges that gave her so much pleasure.

  He pulled his cock out then slathered it with lube and picked her up. Logan moved back while Luc sat down with her on his lap, then lifted her until the head of his cock pressed against her ass. She wiggled and he let her slowly slide down onto his cock.

  “Oh, yes, oh, yes, it feels so good, Luc. Fuck me. Please fuck me.”

  “In a minute, pet. Let Logan get his cock in your pussy, then we’ll give you what you need.” Luc scooted to the edge of the chair, then slid his arms beneath her knees and lifted them back toward him, opening her completely. Logan stroked his cock over her pussy and began pushing into her.

  “Oh, yes, so good. So big, so full.” Cassie rolled her head on Luc’s chest and played with her nipples, pinching and tugging on them, wishing they were clamped.

  As if he knew what she was thinking, Luc chuckled. “I think our girl wants her nipples pinched.”

  Logan thrust the last inch into her before he brushed her hands aside and pinched her nipples, applying pressure until she sucked in a deep breath and tightened on his cock. “That’s it.” He leaned forward and kissed her. “Let’s play a game. Every time I pinch your nipples, you tighten those muscles in your cunt and ass. Let’s see if you can make us lose control.”

  Cassie smiled and tightened around their cocks, relaxed the muscles, and tightened them again. She clamped down before releasing them.

  “Damn, baby, that’s good,” Luc mumbled next to her ear. “Do it again.”

  Logan winked at Cassie. “If Luc comes before I do he has to tell one joke a day for the next two weeks.”

  “Damn it. I’ve told you to stop it, bro.”

  “You need to loosen up.” Logan pinched Cassie’s nipples. “Doesn’t he?”

  Cassie worked the muscles giving Luc an extra squeeze. “Yes. Luc tells one joke a day. What happens if you come first, Logan?”

  “I won’t bug Luc about loosening up for two weeks.”

  “Works for me,” Luc said. “Cassie, you don’t come until one of us gives you permission.”

  Cassie nodded and the new game began. Fifteen minutes later, a light sheen of perspiration covered them as each one of them fought off their growing arousal. Logan pinched her nipples and Cassie tightened the muscles, held them for a moment then relaxed them. Beneath her back, Luc’s chest rose, then fell as he dropped his head back to rest on the chair. His fingers dug into her legs as he held her open for Logan. Cassie focused on Logan, saw his determination to win this game, and dropped her head onto Luc’s chest. So far, he’d spread out the pinches on her nipples, but now they came more rapidly and she had a hard time keeping up with them.

  He pinched her nipples again, then twisted them, and her muscles clamped down on their cocks, hard. Logan grinned and began a small rocking motion. Luc groaned and yelled her name as he came. Cassie trembled as she felt his hot cum fill her.

  “Come, Cassie,” Logan said.

  She dropped her control and flew, exploding with so much pleasure that she wasn’t capable of articulating anything other than small gasps and moans. Luc released her legs and hugged her back against him. Logan grabbed her legs, thrust several times, and came before he bent forward and rested his weight on them.

  Cassie hugged him and kissed his neck.

  Luc slid one hand into the back of her hair, turned her head toward him and kissed her. “We’re going to gather the family and arrange a date for our wedding.”

  Logan chuckled. “We could do it at the May gathering. Everyone would already be at the house and it would save us from having another party.”

  “That’s for Armed Forces Day,” Cassie said. “Both of you are going to have to suck it up, put on a tuxedo and meet me at the church. How about in June?”

  Logan pulled out of her, then lifted her off of Luc. He carried her into the attached bathroom with Luc trailing behind. Luc reached passed them and turned on the shower. When it was just right, they stepped in. Luc grabbed the hand-held shower and wet her hair. Logan spread shampoo through the golden strands, then rinsed it.

  “How about a ceremony for the three of us in May at the gathering and a wedding for you and Luc in June?” Logan asked while Luc ran a thin layer of conditioner through her hair.

  Cassie leaned against Logan while Luc massa
ged her head and rinsed the conditioner away. She didn’t like the idea of just her and Luc standing at the altar with Logan looking on. It just didn’t seem right. “How about we go to the court house in Dallas and get married, then have a surprise ceremony for the three of us at the gathering?”

  “Are you sure? It won’t be June,” Logan said.

  “Yes, really, but I still want a white dress and flowers followed by an unforgettable celebration.”

  “And we’ll wear tuxedoes,” Luc said. “After all, we’re only getting married once.”

  They dried off and climbed into the bed in the room attached to their office. Logan picked up his cell phone and read a text. “Cade’s leaving in the morning for Colombia. He wants us to help Nate and Jackson keep Addison out of trouble.”

  “We’ll need rope,” Luc said.

  Logan laughed and placed his hand on Cassie’s tummy and rested his head on the pillow above her head.

  Luc shadowed his position and sighed. “I love you, Cassie.”

  “I love you, too, Luc.” Cassie lay her hands over theirs. “I love you, Logan.”

  “Love you, too, sugar.”

  She pressed their hands against her. “Someday I want your babies, but not yet. I want it to just be us for a while. Is that okay?”

  Logan turned his hand over and gripped hers. “Luc and I don’t want to share you right now either.”

  Luc stroked her belly. “When you’re ready, we’ll have a baby. Until then, it’ll just be the three of us and we’ll watch Cade and learn from his mistakes. He’s bound to screw this up.”

  Cassie laughed. “I think he’s going to be a great dad, but he’s going to drive us all crazy with security. Can you imagine what he’ll be like when she goes into labor?”

  “I just hope he gets home in time for the birth,” Logan said.

  Luc shifted. “Damn, we’ll have to watch her carefully. If she goes into labor while he’s away she’ll try to hide it from us.”

  “He’ll be here,” Cassie said. “He told Addison he’d make it home for the holidays so chances are he’ll be here when it happens.”