“We already had Donata for an appetizer, bro,” Slogan said joining them. He felt her hands move behind her as Slogan restrained her and then his brother started kissing her mouth. They did all have her just an hour ago, and they would have her now, and then for dessert. They were desperate to absorb as much of her as they could, because being away from her was going to be torture. Destroying her enemy, the monster who wanted their woman, was priority.
Chapter Ten
“I found her,” Coleman told Admere over the phone.
“Yes. Where is she? How long will it take before she is in my arms?” Admere asked.
“I’m not certain. She’s surrounded by seven men, including the made men from New York.”
“What do you mean? Is she involved with them? Fucking them?”
“Seems that way. I’m working out a plan. I have men in place just waiting for the right opportunity to strike. We’ll need a distraction, so I’m thinking an attempt on Kyle’s life at that house upstate they have him in will do just fine.’
“Whatever you think is necessary. You do what you need to in order to get her here to me. I’ll have the jet fueled and ready for you to leave with her here. Where is the location so they can be on standby?”
“Texas. I’ll send you the nearest airport location shortly.”
“Excellent job, Coleman. You’ll get a bonus for this. I’ll make you a very rich man if you make me a very happy one.”
* * * *
“Bailey, Brady! Oh God. Oh!” Donata exclaimed as Bailey thrust into her ass and Brady into her cunt.
“Come here. I need you,” Turbo said, and she opened her mouth, accepted his cock, and the three men stroked into her body.
“I love you, baby. I fucking love you,” Bailey exclaimed and came in her ass. He pulled out, kissed her shoulder, squeezed her ass, and Harley took his place. He thrust right into her, and she moaned.
“That’s it. Fuck, it feels so good. So good, baby,” Brady chanted and then came in her cunt.
Turbo pulled from her mouth. “I need in. I’m coming inside of your pussy. Fuck, I love you, woman. I love you,” he said to her and lifted her cheeks upward, kissing her on the mouth.
Harley pulled from her ass and lifted her up as Brady slid from underneath her, and Covan took his place. She sunk down onto Covan’s cock, and he and Harley thrust into her until Harley came in her ass. He gave it a smack and then Turbo took his place.
“Oh God, I can’t stay up. My legs and arms are shaking,” she told them, and they continued to thrust into her one after the next. They seemed desperate, carnal, and she would be out cold when they were done. The orgasm hit her hard, and she cried out.
“We love you, Donata. Love you,” Covan said to her and drew her closer to kiss her mouth.
Turbo came next and then Covan. Slogan lifted her into his arms and kissed her on her mouth. He rolled to his back, taking her with him, and she rode him, struggling to find the strength after all seven men had taken her several times since dinner time. It was late, after midnight, and here she was still getting made love to.
Behind her, Jack pressed between her legs and slid fingers with lube into her very sensitive asshole. She was going to need to soak in the tub for hours. They had all taken her there more than once. She felt sedated, and then Jack gripped her shoulder with one hand, as Slogan cupped her breast and Jack slid his cock into her cunt. Their possessive holds on her locked her in place as both men rammed up and into her. She tilted her head back, accepting their dominance, as they grunted and fucked her so hard and fast she lost her vision until lips covered hers and a tongue pressed into her mouth. Harley explored her mouth as he stood by the bed. He gripped her wrists and restrained them behind her back as Jack and Slogan stroked faster and faster.
“We love you, Donata. Always,” Jack said and came. Slogan followed, and then she did, too. Harley released her lips, and she moaned and shook then collapsed against Slogan’s chest. He chuckled and Jack slid from her ass, slapping it. She didn’t even move. She was done. Finished.
“Rest, baby. Rest and know that we would do anything to protect you. You’re our top priority. Love you always,” Harley said and kissed the back of her head as she closed her eyes and fell fast asleep.
* * * *
They knew they had to leave—that they had made the right decision, the only possible solution to resolve the situation and save lives. The call came into Harley’s phone as their journey out of Texas and to Saudi Arabia began. Multiple attempts had been made on Kyle’s life as well as Mateus’s, Major’s, and Bella’s lives. In both situations, the men had been able to defend and kill the attackers. Mateus and Major had been forced to shoot and kill five men, and Bella had nearly been hit by bullets.
The incidences confirmed that Harley, Bailey, Brady, Turbo, Covan, as well as Kendrick, Pierce, and Tex needed to take out Admere. Donata would be upset when she woke up and realized they were gone, but Slogan and Jack would explain what had happened and why, and they would do what was necessary to get back to her—to love her and live a danger-free life upon their return.
As the rotors in the helicopter echoed in the background, Harley thought about his years of service in the military and with Mateus and Major as an enforcer. It was dangerous stuff, but he was more than capable of handling it, and he enjoyed it. He thought of ways he could talk his cousins into giving this shit up, stop risking their lives for strangers, and instead work with him, his cousins, and his brother as a team for the Fiorre family. They could keep the house in Salvation and spend plenty of time living there and doing different stints in New York. Or they could retire completely, leave their positions as enforcers for the Fiorre family, and live out the rest of their lives relaxing on the ranch, counting their blessings and starting a family. He gulped just thinking about that. Life had changed so quickly for him the moment he had met Donata. He’d gone from never wanting a commitment or steady relationship out of fears of weakness and vulnerability, to feeling desperate to see Donata, hold her, make love to her, or simply kiss her. She was addicting. She was his everything.
The hopes he had coming here to Salvation with her had never been verbalized with Covan, Jack, or Turbo. He’d waited, wanted, and wished that Bailey, Brady, and Slogan would be interested in her, and have the same strong attraction for her. It had been instant. He’d seen it with his own two eyes the moment Bailey, Brady, and Slogan had looked into Donata’s eyes. Like him, they had fallen for those smoky green, sensual eyes, sexy body, and charismatic personality. His wish, his one dream, had become a reality, but now it was being threatened. He would do whatever was necessary to bring them all back safe once they eliminated the threat. Admere was going down. Donata would be safe, and so would all their family and friends once and for all.
* * * *
“Where are they? Why aren’t you telling me where they went? Why?” Donata screamed at Jack and Slogan.
She had awoken in the late morning with Jack and Slogan holding her close. They took showers and the men said the others were taking care of something, but then the phone calls started and her gut clenched. She knew something was wrong.
“Sit down, Donata,” Jack told her.
“No. Tell me,” she stated firmly.
Slogan had his arms crossed in front of his chest. He was in a foul mood and looking angry.
“You need to calm down and relax. This needed to be done and it’s better that you just obey our orders and do what we command,” Slogan stated.
“Obey your orders? What needed to be done? Where are the others?”
“They needed to take care of things,” Jack said.
“Where did they go?”
“On a mission,” Slogan said and looked like he was biting the inside of his cheek. He was upset, worried, and then it hit her.
“No. No, no, no, no, no!” she said as tears fell and she gripped the chair at the table in front of her. Slogan reached out and pressed against her back. She lowered her head.
“They’ll eliminate the threat and ensure that no one can hurt you,” Jack said to her. She shook her head.
“Admere will kill them all. You sent them to their death? Why? Why would they leave me, leave us, and do that?”
“Last night as you slept, men sent by Admere attempted to kill Kyle, while others attempted to take out Mateus and Major Fiorre,” Jack told her.
She looked at him. “Are they alive? Is Bella alive?” she asked, and Slogan held her tight.
“Yes, but multiple men were killed. It was a messy situation that needed to be taken care of quietly.”
“So they all head out to Saudi Arabia to try and kill a man like Admere on his turf, in his territory, with hundreds of soldiers surrounding him?” she asked, raising her voice and feeling sick.
“Not hundreds of soldiers. The men, all of them are resourceful and capable. All American soldiers who have done this shit for years,” Jack said to her.
Slogan kissed her shoulder. “They’ll make it out of there. They’ll succeed in their mission and eliminate this threat. There is no other choice.”
“They didn’t tell me. They knew and they didn’t tell me,” she said to him.
Jack stepped closer. Slogan pulled her away from the chair, and Jack cupped her cheeks and looked down into her eyes. “Because if they did, you would have fought them on it.”
“Obviously,” she snapped at him, and Jack squinted his eyes at her.
“They will get back to us, Donata. We have a future to live out together. Plans to make, and new journeys to explore together. Trust us in the decisions we make and of our capabilities.”
She was quiet and couldn’t help but to cry. Jack and Slogan hugged her between them.
“How long before they return?”
“Not sure, but in the meantime we have plans to help you get to know Salvation and do some exploring of our own. Let’s eat some lunch and then take a ride,” Jack said to her.
They pulled back, and she wiped away her tears, her heart heavy. A bad feeling filled her gut.
“It won’t take my mind off of the danger they’re in.”
“We have ways to take your mind off of everything, but getting lost in the multiple orgasms we plan on giving you, starting after lunch,” Slogan said and gave her ass a tap. She jerked, and Jack chuckled.
He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. “Trust us. We’d give our lives for you.”
“That’s exactly what I don’t want you to do,” she said, and they were quiet but together began to take out cold cuts and things to make lunch. Donata felt her body shake, her heart ache, and fear grip her tight. This wasn’t going to be so easy. She hoped her men knew what they were doing. She wasn’t going to get her mind off worrying. In fact, she started to feel pretty damn angry—angry at the danger this situation put her in and the danger it put her family, her friends, and her men in.
Chapter Eleven
“Are your men in place?” Admere asked Coleman over the phone.
“Yes, they are. There are only two men at the house with her. Looks like there’s some sort of outdoor concert and event today in town. It’s crazy crowded. We’ll grab her when the opportunity presents itself.”
“Good. Call me as soon as she’s in your possession,” Admere said and disconnected the call.
Coleman watched, standing on the corner, wearing a disguise and dark sunglasses, too. He looked like a tourist, some old-timer as he watched her cling to both men who each kissed her and touched her ass possessively. His anger grew. Before he sent her off to Admere, he was going to have a little fun with her himself. What did it matter if she was screwing a bunch of men anyway? Admere would be none the wiser. If she told him, it would make her beatings worse. She was going to be beaten and disciplined anyway by Admere. This would be part of her punishment. Act like a whore and be treated like one. He glanced across the street to one of the men he had working for him. He gave a nod when he saw her release Jack’s and Slogan’s arms and then head up the sidewalk toward a building. A bathroom break. Perfect, and right by the building that led to woods. He felt the excitement fill his gut. They would grab her, take her into the woods, and backtrack to the swimming hole where they had a guy waiting in a tent delivery truck. They would ease through town and then police patrols, while he had his way with her in the back of the truck on their way to the private airport. He kept eyes out for cops and of course on the two dicks standing there looking smug.
You won’t be looking so smug in about ten minutes, assholes.
Coleman slid to the right and made his way toward the woods. He got to the truck and waited. His patience was getting the better of him as sweat hit his brow, and then the driver called back to him.
“I see them. She’s resistant, but no one is following.”
“Good.”
The doors opened, and they threw Donata into the back and began to restrain her. Tape was already over her mouth and her blouse was ripped, her skirt, too.
“She’s a feisty bitch,” one guy said.
“I know. Get rid of the car and meet us out of town,” Coleman told him while the second guy got out of the truck and locked the doors. The only way out was if someone unlocked the truck.
Donata was kicking her legs, screaming, and turning bright red as she attempted to fight the guy tying her hands to the metal bar. One hand was free, and she decked the guy with it, knocking him over.
“Quit it, Donata. It’s over. No need to fight us,” he said and straddled her waist. She swung her fist toward his face and struck him in the nose, breaking it. He lost his cool and slugged her back until she lay there helpless and looking ready to pass out.
The truck was already in motion.
“We’re coming up to the checkpoint out of town.”
He placed his body over hers, cupping her breast and whispering into her ear, “I know exactly how to send you off to your Saudi lover and the new life he has in store for you.” He pulled out his cell phone and took a picture of her battered face, the tape over her mouth, and her breast pouring from her ripped blouse. He texted, Package being transported for delivery, then pressed send.
He cupped her breast and licked along the cleavage. She grunted and roared in anger but couldn’t move.
“We have about thirty minutes before we get to the airport. I think I’ll cash in on what’s coming to me.” He slid his hand up her skirt and rocked his body against hers. The guy next to him chuckled. He glanced up at him.
“She’s super fucking hot, right?”
He nodded.
“You can have her next. She’s used to that anyway,” he said and gripped her hair and stared into her eyes. “I win,” he whispered then licked the blood from her cheek and chuckled.
* * * *
“Something is wrong. She’s taking too long,” Slogan said, and him and Jack headed into the building and to the bathroom. She wasn’t there, but the back door to the place was wide open. They ran out that way and looked around them.
“Fuck. Where could she be?” Jack stated in a panic. They started to walk behind the buildings and down the street when they caught sight of a truck heading through the entry gates. They both looked at one another then saw the car pull out onto the street and two men get inside of it. It looked suspicious, like they were trying to leave in a hurry. They had no other clues.
“Let’s follow them. It’s all we got,” Slogan said, and they hurried toward where they parked the truck and got inside.
“We never should have let her out of our sights,” Jack said.
“She went to the bathroom, Jack. How were we to know someone had found her and would be watching?” Slogan said.
“She warned us. She warned of Admere’s capabilities and we didn’t listen. Fuck,” Jack exclaimed. He waited for the people to cross and then quickly headed out of town and stepped on the gas. “They can’t be too far ahead.”
“How do you want to handle this?” Jack asked.
Slogan
pulled opened the glove compartment and took out a gun. He checked his weapon and then reached under the seat for another firearm. He checked it, then handed it to Jack.
“Shock and awe, man. Military style all the way. No one takes our woman and gets away with it. No one.”
* * * *
“There’s so many. Where the fuck are they all coming from?” Turbo said into his radio as he continued to take out Admere’s men. They had all infiltrated the facility and were setting off bombs, killing anyone in their path.
“You three handle the guards. We’ll get inside and take out Admere,” Bailey said to Turbo, Covan, and Brady. Harley, Bailey, and the others cleared the path and finally got to the room that Admere was obviously in. They took out the guards and kicked open the door. Bailey fired and so did Harley, shooting Admere in the chest and arm. He fell to the floor, his cell phone in his hand.
“You’re too late.”
“You’re dead,” Harley said to him, pointing the gun at Admere.
“What the fuck?” Bailey said and reached down and saw the phone. He showed it to Harley.
“Told you you’re too late,” Admere said. As Harley saw the screenshot of a battered, bloody Donata, with her mouth taped, fear in her eyes, and her breasts pouring from her top, he lost it and shot Admere one more time.
He looked at the desk and the multiple pictures of Donata and then the town of Salvation, and he knew Admere’s men had found her. What about Jack and Slogan? Were they dead? Had he gotten them killed?
“We need to move. Now,” Bailey yelled, pulling him by his arm, taking in the sight of the pictures. They hurried from the building, taking out more men and meeting up with the others. Harley was in full military mode. Like some robot, he did what was necessary to secure the team and make sure they all got out alive. He didn’t focus on what they earned or what they now knew until they grabbed their ride out and lifted off in a military helicopter and were taken to New Delhi, where they would fly back from a US military base.
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