Turning slowly in his arms, Amy looked up at him. “I’m sorry we went all barbarian on you, sugar, but the thought of him hurting you again kills us.” Adam and Ethan both came to stand on either side of her. Adam gently ran his hand over her hair, running his fingers through it until he grabbed a handful and gently turned her to look at him. He brought his mouth down on hers, demanding entrance, his tongue sliding over hers and then nipping and licking at her lips. He pulled her closer to his body, and she put her arms around his neck.
Hearing throats being cleared behind them, Amy jumped away and quickly started apologizing to her bosses. The tears she’d been fighting couldn’t be held back any longer, and she dropped to her knees in a proper submissive pose in front of Ryder, Dan, and Sam, wiping at her face to try to stem the tears.
“My apologies, sirs, I’ll pack up my desk and relinquish my locker immediately.” All three of the men just stared at her as she started to rise with her head still bowed, until she heard, “Stop right there, sub.” Sam placed a hand on her shoulder.
“You’d have to do a hell of a lot more than kiss my cousin to lose your job here, Amy. Jesus, if we ever let you go, Tia would neuter us.” He laughed and took her by the hand.
“Amy, you’re family. We’d never fire you, sweetheart. I’m sorry we upset you. We were just trying to give our cousins the kick in the ass they needed.” Sam turned her around and sent her into the arms of his cousins.
“Amy, I’m giving you the rest of the week off, and before you go all whirling dervish on me about you can’t afford it, it’s with pay. I want you to take some time to get to know these three idiots. If that kiss was any indication, I’m pretty sure you won’t mind.”
Grabbing hold of Sam’s arm, Amy said, “I can’t let you do this, sir. You and your brothers have already done so much for me. Besides, I’m sure your cousins don’t want to be forced to spend a whole week with me.”
Ethan came up behind her and, resting his hands on her shoulders, quietly spoke into her ear, “Baby, no one has to force us. We’d like nothing better than to spend some time with you.” Chills went down her spine as he continued, “You can come and stay at the ranch with us. We’ll teach you to ride, and we’ll show you all the different ways we use our ropes.”
“Sugar, I can’t wait to get you to our home and show you the really big bed we have waitin’ for you,” Jordon said, a grin covering his handsome face.
Amy turned and looked to Adam hoping that maybe he’d be able to throw some common sense into the mix, but to her chagrin, he added as a came toward her, “For the past six months we’ve been coming to the club every weekend for one reason and one reason only, to see you. You’ve been dodging and weaving us the whole time. So now you’re going to give us this week to show you exactly how good it could be between the four of us.”
“This is just crazy, Adam. I’m not the type of woman that you all are looking for. I’m damaged. I’m not like the rich girls you’re used to. I can’t get involved with anyone until I can get Jasper out of the picture. Do you not realize that he will kill anyone in his way to get to me? I won’t let any of you get hurt because of me.” She cried.
“This is no longer your decision, baby. You are coming with us for your own protection, if nothing else, and that’s my final word.”
Adam leaned forward and kissed her hard and stepped back, then Ryder, Dan, and Sam each gently placed a kiss on her forehead and, with only a raised eyebrow to their cousins, left the room. “Can someone please tell me what the hell just happened here, sirs?” Amy shrieked in anger. “Do you three even realize what Jasper could do to you? He’s not sane. He thinks that I belong to him, and if you’re standing in his way, he’s going to try to hurt you any way he can.”
Amy was frustrated because they all just stood there with their arms crossed over their chests, staring at her.
“Will one of you say something? You don’t need to do this, really! I can take care of myself.” They still just stared at her.
* * * *
Argh… fucking alpha males. She threw up her hands over her head and stormed toward the door, hoping to get away from all of them. Why they were playing this stupid game with her, she didn’t understand. And the fact that her bosses were going along with it just infuriated her more. They all must think she was some weak-minded fool that would bow down to Jasper in fear the moment he showed up again. What she didn’t need was to spend time with Adam, Ethan, and Jordon on their ranch, alone. She didn’t think her heart would be able to handle it. Adam had said they’d only been coming to the club because of her, but surely he’d only said that so she wouldn’t lose her job. Now they were stuck with her for the next couple of weeks.
“Where the hell do you think you’re going, little bit?” Ethan’s voice rang out loud and clear. He was clearly not going to be ignored. In fact, she couldn’t ignore any of them. No matter how pissed she was with the situation, the thought of spending some time with the three brothers gave her little shivers up and down her spine and also made her panties very wet. All three of them were walking sex gods. Tall, their bodies were chiseled works of art from their exertion on the ranch. And damn it if they didn’t look great in leather.
“Look, guys,” Amy sighed, turning back to them. “There’s no way I’m going to spend a week or two out on your ranch. I’m sure any of the subs here would be happy to take my place for the week, and then you wouldn’t be putting yourself in any danger. I’ll take the week off so that the triplets think I’m at the ranch with you, and we can call it even.”
She was trying her damndest to give them an out, but they weren’t going along with the program. Under other circumstances, spending time with them at their ranch would be one of her greatest fantasies come true, but with Jasper’s threat hanging over her head, she didn’t want to be responsible for anyone else getting hurt because of his insane temper.
Amy had a sinking feeling they were not going to take her up on her offer to let them off the hook. She knew they were honorable men. She’d learned that just by watching the way they behaved while at the club.
Over the past six months, she’d noticed how much help they’d been to some of the other less experienced Dom/sub couples. They were always patient and willing to give advice on different techniques and make sure that the Dom they were working with understood how important communication was during a scene. She had never seen them with a sub themselves, though, which was strange. Maybe they hadn’t found one that they like well enough yet, which again surprised her because with the number of available female submissives that seemed to follow around behind them, they could have their pick.
* * * *
Ethan stood watching the play of emotions cross Amy’s face, patiently waiting for her to either run out of steam or excuses. She was coming to the ranch whether she liked it or not, and he didn’t care if he had to hog tie her to get her there. They were not going to leave her alone for the next couple of weeks with her ex about to get out of jail and after he had threatened her, too.
“Are you through trying to talk us out of this, Amy? Because if you’re not, just let me know, and we’ll all get comfortable, because there is no way in hell you’re staying in town with Jasper coming for you,” Ethan calmly stated.
“Baby girl, no matter what you say, you’re coming back to the ranch with us tonight, so you might as well get used to the idea.” Jordan smiled at her and kissed her cheek.
“Just do as we say, and everything will be fine,” Adam grunted.
“I am not going to your ranch, and that is final.” And she stomped her foot like a five-year-old and headed for the door again.
Adam got to her first this time but quickly passed her off to Ethan while he and Jordon gathered everything together to leave.
Ethan hauled Amy over his shoulder as she kicked and screamed, calling them likely every name she could think of and even a few that she’d probably made up.
“Keep it up, little bit, just keep it up. You’ve already e
arned a good spanking when we get to the ranch, so unless you want a really red ass, I suggest you settle down,” Ethan said as he rubbed his hand back and forth over her upturned ass. He couldn’t wait to get her to the house. Since coming back from Afghanistan a year ago, he hadn’t had any real zest for life. He’d seen too much over there. But since meeting Amy, his outlook had improved remarkably, but he also found he was a walking hard-on when she was around. He and his brothers didn’t want any other sub, they only wanted her. They just had to convince her they’re what she needed as well. He just hoped that Jasper, the jackass, decided to come after them instead of her. He had met Jasper a time or two years ago, years before he even knew Amy existed. He’d thought then that Jasper thought a little too much of himself because he was the mayor’s son. Now he wished he would have beaten the little shit to a pulp earlier. Maybe it would have deterred him from beating on women. As long as Amy was with them, they could keep her safe. She just had to let them do it.
* * * *
Amy couldn’t believe the position she now found herself in. Ass end up over Ethan’s shoulder and heading out into the club. They were acting like Neanderthals, and she couldn’t believe that she actually…liked it. Their strength and forcefulness made her body come alive, and the feel of Ethan’s hand on her butt was really a turn-on. It was so embarrassing, though. She held her head down as Ethan carried her through the club to catcalls and whistles. She was going to get them for this. That was a promise. How dare they do this to her? She worked there. Those people knew her. She was never going to live this down.
She was a bedroom submissive, and that was all. In the rest of her life, she could take care of herself and had learned to stand up to any man. But Ethan, Adam, and Jordon were of a different caliber all together. She didn’t seem to be able to deny them much of anything, and that was going to be a big problem. Amy wouldn’t allow any man to dominate her life again the way Jasper had. She knew that they would never hurt her physically, but when it came to her heart, they could destroy her.
Once they were all outside, Ethan put her back on her feet beside their truck. Quickly she tried to scramble away back toward the club entrance, but Adam was there to grab her. He picked her up and placed her on the front seat after Jordon had opened the door. After sliding her into the middle of the front bench seat, he made sure she was buckled in good and then climbed in beside her. Ethan climbed into the driver seat, and Amy watched as Jordon mounted his Harley and headed out ahead of them. Riding sandwiched between Adam and Ethan wasn’t as unpleasant as she had hoped it would be. Both men smelled incredible, and their scents permeated the inside of the truck. Sighing, she settled back and accepted her fate, at least for now. Once she was at the ranch, she was going to find a way to get back into town. Even though the idea of being on the ranch with these men intrigued her more and more, she would never take Jasper or his threats lightly again. She’d made that mistake once, and it had almost cost her her life. The memory of that last night flooded her mind.
“You bitch,” he had said to her as he slapped her across the mouth. Amy hadn’t looked through the peep hole before opening the door, and that’s what waited for her when she did. Falling back onto the carpet, Jasper had come into her apartment, closed the door, and immediately started kicking her anywhere he could land a blow. Her ribs, her face, her back, he didn’t seem to care where he hurt her at this point just so long as she felt every blow.
“Did you think I wouldn’t find you? I just spent the last three days in jail with the scum of the earth because you had to go and call the cops.” He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into the bedroom. “I’ll show you just what happens to my property when they step out of line.” Amy knew if she didn’t start fighting that he would eventually kill her. Kicking and screaming, she could hear him laughing as he pushed her to the bed and jumped on top of her. “Go ahead and scream, you little whore. No one gives a shit about you.” Thank God Mrs. Gentry across the hall had heard Jasper when he came in and called the police right away. Amy could hear them break down her door as Jasper jumped up off her, his hands up and a huge smile on his face. “We were just having us some fun, boys. No need for the guns. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?” Jasper went to pull her up beside him, and she screamed in pain. He’d broken her arm.
“Get this piece of shit out of my house, officers. He broke in here and assaulted me, and if you hadn’t have shown up, he would have raped me!” she screamed.
“Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?” Amy could hear Jasper yelling as they cuffed his hands behind his back. Turning to her before he left, he snarled, “This isn’t over, you little bitch. You belong to me, and I’ll never let you go.” As the officers took him out of the apartment, “accidently” banging his head against the door frame, Amy fell to the floor and passed out.
She woke up two days later in the hospital. The docs fixed her up, and she was able to go home a few days later. She called Ryder and told him that a relative had passed away and she needed to take a few weeks off. Amy felt awful lying to him, but there was no way she could go into work with a cast on her arm and all these bruises.
Six weeks later, cast off, and only a few remaining bruises, which were now just an ugly yellow, Amy returned to work. She should have known her bosses would know what was up right away. Pulling her into the office they got her to tell them everything that had happened.
* * * *
Amy looked like she was about to be sick. Even in the darkness of the truck cab, Adam could see that her face had gone deathly pale.
“Breathe, baby,” he crooned and placed his arm around her shoulder. He could feel her shaking. “We promise we won’t ever hurt you. If you trust us on nothing else, trust us on that,” he whispered.
She burst into tears. Oh, damn it to hell, Adam thought. He could handle anything, anything at all, except seeing Amy’s tears.
“Little bit, don’t be afraid of us, please!” Ethan sounded almost as if he were begging.
Laughing through her tears, she smiled weakly and said, “I’m not crying because I’m afraid of any of you. I know you would never hurt me. I was just remembering my last meeting with Jasper.”
“Do you want to tell us about it?” Adam asked gently.
“No, it’s just that, after the last beating, I thought for sure he would spend at least twenty years in prison. The doctors had taken pictures, and there were witnesses to his threats, but the Crown Counsel said that they lost the pictures and that the witnesses wouldn’t testify, so they let him go. Then a couple of years later, when some of the women in town had the same problem with the Crown Counsel, Ryder looked into his history and found out that he wasn’t prosecuting abuse cases. When he was confronted about it, he backed down and started finally doing his job, but by then, it was too late to prosecute Jasper for anything more than a misdemeanor assault. That’s why he spent so little time in jail.”
Amy took the tissue that Adam handed her, wiping her face and blowing her nose.
“He’s always said that I was his property and that he would ‘train’ me properly to service him.” Adam felt her shiver and unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her onto his lap. Stroking up and down her naked thigh, he quietly said, “We will always keep you safe, baby girl. That fucker is never going to lay another finger on you.” Adam’s hand moved up over the little skirt that she wore when she was at the club. His other arm moved around behind her back, and he reached up and ran his fingers through her hair, pulling gently back on it, exposing her neck to his awaiting lips. He kissed up the side until he came to her earlobe and gently bit down.
Amy sucked in a breath and turned her head to meet his lips. Adam lifted and turned her so that she straddled his lap, her fingers automatically digging into his long hair as she grabbed a handful.
“Easy, little bit, you already earned a spanking. Now, hands behind your back for me.”
“Fuck, Adam, you can’t take her here,” Ethan growled at him.
“Mmm, baby, with your arms back like that, your beautiful breasts push right up against me, and I can feel how hard your little nipples are.” Slowly he worked the buttons on her shirt loose and opened it to their gazes. Ethan sucked in a breath. She was wearing a purple lacy bra.
“Goddamn, woman, tell me you have a matching thong on!”
Smiling, Amy leaned forward a little so that Ethan could reach across and lift her skirt to see for himself. And she did.
“Watch the fucking road, Ethan.” Adam laughed. “You’re gonna put us in a ditch.”
Adam smiled when he heard his brother murmuring something about lucky shit and next time Jordon could drive.
“Little bit, when we get you home, you are gonna learn just what it means to be our woman.” Slowly, he kissed his way across the top of her breasts, pulling the shoulders of her blouse down to keep her arms trapped.
Ethan groaned when Adam released the front clasp of her bra. The cups caught and held on to Amy’s hardened nipples.
“Keep your arms exactly in the position they’re in, baby. I want to see how you react to certain stimuli.” Pushing her back slightly, he shoved the bra out of his way as he lowered his mouth to engulf her breast. In that one moment, he knew she was perfect for them. Her back arched to push her breast deeper into his mouth. As his tongue bathed her nipple, she started to shake in his arms. Against her neck, he breathed, “You are so responsive, baby girl. We are going to have such fun playing with you.”
Adam felt the truck slow into the turn to the ranch and knew that they would be home in minutes. Licking down her neck to between her breasts, he refastened her bra and shirt saying, “We don’t need to take a chance of our hands seeing our girl. Your body is for us to see only, isn’t it, baby?”
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