Just One Kiss: A Holiday Story [The Town of Pearl 8] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “No, I wanted and needed all four of you. I don’t regret it, do you?” she asked.

  Salvatore tilted her chin up toward his face as Gabriele and Lucifer got upset.

  “Never. Don’t ever say any such thing. Last night was incredible. It was the start of something perfect, Lucia,” Lucifer told her.

  “We said we would protect you and take care of you. Last night was the beginning of making that full commitment to you. To us,” Gabriele added.

  “We’re going to call Doc and take you to see him. Then we’re going to pack some of your things and bring you to our place where you can soak in a nice hot tub. One of us will remain with you at all times. It’s how life from now on will be. You will never be alone. You’re our woman now. Do you understand me?” Salvatore’s voice was firm and the emotion obvious in his eyes as Lucia swallowed hard. She felt emotional, too. How had she gotten so lucky as to meet these four wonderful men? She looked past Lucifer and Gabriele.

  “Where’s Maxwell?”

  Lucifer smiled.

  “He headed back to the house to take care of Brutas, and then to talk with Wyatt on the current situation of the hikers. He has an investigation going on at work that has some small connections with the hikers’ involvement. So he’ll be gone today but will be home tonight to be with you,” Gabriele told her.

  “I’m going to call Doc and see if we can bring you by this morning.” Lucifer took out his cell phone. He gave a small smile.

  “Looks like everyone in town has found out about what happened last night, Lucia. I’ve got messages with concern for you from a lot of people. Abigail, Mrs. Higgins, Stacy, Anna, Dale and his crew with Sage. Damn, looks like you’ve made a lot of friends around town, Lucia. I guess you are a keeper,” Lucifer teased, and Lucia felt her chest tighten and then the tears spill from her eyes. Immediately Lucifer scrunched his eyebrows together and was at her side.

  “Baby, what’s wrong?” Salvatore asked her. She sniffled.

  “I’ve never felt so loved and cared for before. I’m not used to it, okay,” she said and knew she sounded a little snappy about her crying like an idiot. The three men chuckled.

  “God, you’re so beautiful,” Gabriele whispered then leaned over and kissed her cheek.

  “Here’s another message from the Anderses. They’re making breakfast and coffee and want to know if they should deliver it or if we want to go over there.”

  “I need to shower first. It’s the right thing to do. They helped to save me too,” Lucia said.

  “I’ll get things ready in the shower, but after Doc’s, you’re going to soak in our tub at our house. This bathroom in here is small and cramped, plus no bathtub,” Gabriele said.

  “I know, but it’s what I could afford when I first came to Pearl. It’s more than enough for me,” she whispered as she tried sitting up.

  Salvatore slid off the bed and tried helping her to the side. She didn’t want to moan and groan, but the truth was, she was badly bruised. The couple of times she was shoved in the woods by the hikers and fell against the thick tree stump and then onto her backside to the hard, cold ground obviously did some damage.

  Salvatore reached for her and cupped her breasts. “I love your breasts, baby.” He knelt down by the side of the bed and licked her nipple. She moaned as she gripped the sheet while trying to push herself up off the mattress.

  Her pussy wept, and her nipple hardened. She moaned aloud.

  “That’s it, baby. Focus on our touch, and how much we care for you,” Lucifer added as he climbed up onto the bed and lifted her up by her hips. She ran her hands up Salvatore’s chest as Lucifer lifted her, helping her get off the bed. They were arousing her, taking her mind off of the pain so she could get up.

  “That’s my soldier. You’re a tough one, Lucia. Lean on me, honey,” Salvatore whispered, stealing a kiss from her lips then helping her to a standing position.

  She moaned and groaned. “I feel like I got run over by a truck,” she said.

  “We’ll help you. I’m not going to carry you because I think you’re stiff from laying down all night and not moving around. It’s kind of like after you have a car accident or something. Sometimes muscles and body parts don’t ache until a day or so later,” Salvatore informed her.

  She wished that he would carry her so she could just feel his arms around her, protecting her, but he was right. She needed to move around and loosen up these muscles. But right now, as she painstakingly made her way to the bathroom, naked no less, she felt slightly better.

  “I’ll be okay. I got this,” she whispered.

  “Hell you don’t. I’m going to help you while Lucifer and Gabriele return those text messages and let the Anderses know that we’ll be over to have breakfast with them shortly,” Salvatore said firmly, and she knew there would be no arguing.

  “Is this what a relationship with a Marine is going to be like?” she teased. He ran his palm over her ass and squeezed it.

  “You have no idea, sweetheart. And that’s a relationship with four Marines. My brothers have just gotten a little soft over the years,” Salvatore stated.

  “Bullshit, soft,” Gabriele called out from the bedroom. Lucia chuckled and she locked gazes with Salvatore, who only slightly smirked. She never saw him smile. He was a mystery in a lot of ways.

  She stood by the vanity and looked into the mirror. Her face was flushed and her breasts full. There were some love bites along her neck, and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.

  The sound of the shower starting had her already thinking about the feel of the water against her skin. She turned slightly, seeing the large bandage on her shoulder.

  Then Salvatore appeared. She felt his hands on her hips and then his lips to her other shoulder. “When you get out of the shower, I’ll re-bandage this. Doc will probably want to look for himself anyway.” She nodded her head, and then he helped her get into the shower. She felt the hot water cascade over her skin, and she moaned aloud. A moment later, Salvatore joined her in the small, tight space, pressing his body lightly against her back as he reached for the soap.

  “I’ll take care of you. Always,” he whispered as he began to soap up her body and take the aches and pain away.

  It seemed her mysterious Marine and his hard, capable hands had the ability to softly ease the aches away with his care and compassionate ways.

  “Thank you, Salvatore. I wouldn’t want to face all this alone.”

  He kissed her shoulder then ran his hands along her hip, to her belly, then to her pussy. His fingers grazed her oversensitive cunt.

  “You’re not alone anymore. We’re all here for you now, Lucia. You’re ours.” He eased his finger up into her cunt as she placed her palms against the wall in front of her. The thick, hard digit felt incredibly good, but she wanted his cock. Despite the bruises and aches, it seemed her cunt ached more.

  “Salvatore, please.”

  “You’re in too much pain. I don’t want to hurt you, Lucia.”

  She shook her head. “You won’t. I want you inside of me. It’s where I feel so safe and connected to you.”

  She felt his thigh part her thighs. Then she felt his large hands caress from her upper arms to her hands, placing them higher up against the tiled wall in the shower.

  “If you feel any pain at all, I’m stopping,” he told her as he eased his finger back into her cunt. He stroked it over and over again until she was panting, and rocking her ass back against his hard cock. She closed her eyes and focused on the feel of those hands, his touches, the erotic way their bodies rocked together. It eased her mind off of the aches, and then he removed his fingers and she felt the tip of his cock tap the entrance to her pussy. She widened her stance, tilted her ass upward to allow him entry.

  “Are you sure you’re not feeling pain?” he whispered against her ear then licked and nibbled her earlobe.

  “Yes. Take me. Please, I need you, Salvatore.”

  She felt the tip push into her cunt. Sh
e was so aroused, so very wet, his cock slid all the way into her. They both moaned. He wrapped one arm around her waist and began to rock into her slowly. “I love being inside of you, Lucia. I’ve never felt anything like this before. I’ll never let you go now. You realize that, don’t you?” he asked as he rocked a little faster.

  “Yes. Yes, Salvatore, I’m yours.” She submitted to being his possession, and it didn’t scare her or make her feel like an object. It made her feel beautiful, capable, and alive.

  His arm tightened around her waist, and then she felt the palm of his hand move down her belly as he thrust into her pussy from behind. His fingers found her pussy lips and clit. He played with them, aroused them while he thrust and fucked her pussy harder, faster. She tightened up, and he nibbled on her shoulder, sending her over the edge. She cried out her release, and he called out her name.

  “Lucia! Mine. Mine forever.” He thrust two more times and came, holding tight against her.

  She was lost in the moment, and in the feel of his kisses along her tender skin. As he eased out of her, he turned her around to face him. She absorbed all the muscles, his thick, long cock, the military stance he had even in this small shower, and the tattoos along his arms. He cupped her cheeks, and she stared up into his dark eyes that appeared to be filled with emotion.

  “I will always be here for you.” He kissed her deeply, and then she hugged him tight, the feel of manliness, muscles, and safety surrounding her. She never wanted to let him go. She was in love with Salvatore, with Lucifer, Gabriele, and Maxwell, too. She knew it instantly, and instead of freaking out and being scared as she thought she should be, she instead felt perfect. She loved them, and nothing else mattered in this world, except being with them and loving them forever.

  Chapter 10

  Sheriff Wyatt Cantrell tried to keep the media away, but it seemed every nearby television station wanted the scoop on the story. Turned out that the group of hikers who attacked Lucia were responsible for a series of armed robberies and unsolved murders that were being investigated across multiple counties. As Maxwell and his team of investigators in Turbank were interviewed, word spread that it was Maxwell’s girlfriend who had nearly been assaulted and hurt by some of these hikers and that because of the bravery of Maxwell’s brother and the neighbors, Lucia was saved. It also led to the arrest of eight individuals the feds were now questioning.

  It made the major headlines because of the number of members in this hiking group. It was believed that there were over fifty of them.

  As Lucia was heading into the town hall meeting for the fall festival planning, a few straggler reporters took her picture, and Wyatt was there along with Deputy Kenny Jones and Deputy Marco Lewis, as they were visiting their women Anna, Lena, and Millie.

  He scolded them and kicked them out of town, hoping they were the last reporters to show up.

  The investigation was really moving swiftly, and Maxwell explained to Wyatt that with the feds’ help, they should be able to locate and capture most, if not all, of the members of the group involved.

  “So what do you think?” Anna asked Wyatt as he entered the lobby in town hall. There were lots of people making decorations and gathering the items needed for the game stations and all the activity stations the committee planned on setting up. Wyatt could see Lucia helping to create a giant black spider out of black balloons that would be used as the entryway to the indoor activities.

  “This looks fantastic,” he told Anna as he walked around.

  “Lucia is amazing. She has these decorating skills that are awesome. She’s such a sweet young woman. I’m happy for the Walters men,” Anna said, and then Wyatt saw Gabriele standing in the corner of the room talking with Doc Jones. He didn’t look too thrilled to be there, and Wyatt had to chuckle.

  “I’m going to go see Gabriele.”

  “Yeah. The poor guy looks so out of place. We know he’s only here because of Lucia. They’re very protective of her. She’s never alone,” Ann told Wyatt. He leaned down to kiss her, pulling her close and whispering against her lips, “That’s the way it should be.”

  He gave Anna a light tap to her butt after he kissed her and started walking away. Anna gave his shoulder a light smack. “You watch that, Sheriff Cantrell.” She pointed at him, her cheeks red and her eyes bright.

  As he made his way over toward Doc and Gabriele, he saw Lucia’s finished product.

  “What do you think, Sheriff?” she asked him. The eight-foot-high black spider made out of balloons looked incredible. “I think it looks amazing. Great job, Lucia.”

  “Sheriff,” Gabriele greeted him, shaking his hand. Wyatt then shook Doc’s hand.

  “Looks like it’s all coming together. I can’t believe tomorrow starts all the weekend activities.”

  “Neither can we. It’s been a whirlwind trying to organize everything. I was just telling Gabriele that Lucia is quite the organizer. Abigail and the committee couldn’t have pulled all this off without her help and planning. Have you seen all the stations she created?” Doc asked, sounding excited.

  “I heard about them through the grapevine,” Wyatt replied.

  “Well, I just wanted to check in real quick. I need to head back to the office. I’ll see you all around. Gabriele, tell Salvatore he’s doing a great job with Lucia’s cut on her shoulder. Looks better and better every time I check.” He winked and headed out.

  “How is she doing?” Wyatt asked Gabriele as he took Doc’s spot next to him.

  “She seems okay.”

  “Are you sure? Things are going well now that you and your brothers claimed guardianship?” Wyatt asked him as he rolled his Stetson in his hands, playing with the rim.

  “We’ve done more than claim guardianship. We’re making her our woman. We expect her to be moved in before Halloween.”

  “That’s great to hear. She’s very sweet. Young, but real smart. You ever find out where she came from?”

  Gabriele looked at Wyatt.

  “South Carolina. You know, Maxwell was going to talk to you.”

  “I figured as much.”

  “Figured she had some trouble with her?”

  “I wondered why would such a young, attractive, educated woman like Lucia be out on her own and wind up in our town of Pearl?”

  “Because this is the place to come to when you’re in trouble and need help even if you don’t even know it is.”

  Wyatt smiled. “Tell Max I’m available whenever he wants to catch me up to speed. Just tell me, do you think we’ll need some safety measures in place to handle these troubles of hers?”

  Gabriele looked at Lucia.

  “We don’t plan on letting her out of our sight. From what we know, no one even knows that she’s here.”

  “Good. I’ll talk to you soon.” Wyatt shook his hand good-bye, waved at Lucia, and then waved to Anna before he left the town hall. He couldn’t help but to worry. His gut instinct was always on target. He had been concerned for Lucia since the first time he noticed her in town. He hoped the Walterses had things under control and that Maxwell would talk to him. Otherwise, there were no guarantees of protecting her when their guards were down.

  * * * *

  Lucia smiled at Gabriele as Abigail tried talking Gabriele into running one of the event tables.

  “How about at the craft table where kids make witches out of brown paper sandwich bags? There will be instructions,” Abigail told him, and he shook his head.

  “The candy corn toss? It’s pretty simple, just toss candy corn into a sand bucket from behind the line and win some candy.”

  “No thank you, Ma’am,” he mumbled.

  Lucia chuckled. There stood Gabriele, over six feet tall, filled with muscles, and not appearing as the type that liked to socialize.

  Abigail exhaled with her hands on her hips and stared up at Gabriele in disbelief.

  “How about judging the pumpkin carving contest, either for the children or the adults? You won’t be alone, so your decisi
on won’t be a deciding factor. What do you say?” she pushed.

  Lucia snuck under his arm and wrapped her arms around his waist. “He’ll do it. I’ll make sure, Mrs. Jones,” Lucia chimed in.

  “Lucia?”

  “Wonderful. I’ll put you down on the list and let you know what time you need to be there.” Abigail wrote his name down on the piece of paper on the clipboard and then walked away.

  Lucia started walking with Gabriele’s arm around her shoulders.

  “You didn’t get away with this.”

  She chuckled.

  They walked down the sidewalk and over toward the back parking lot. Gabriele pressed her against the truck as he held her hips.

  “You are in a heap of trouble, woman.”

  She ran her hands up his chest, feeling so giddy and excited. She adored him so.

  “Really, Gabriele? What are you going to do?” she flirted, and his blue eyes sparkled with mischief.

  He ran the palms of his hands over her ass and squeezed her to him. He covered her mouth and kissed her as he maneuvered his hand under her shirt and up her back. His lips pulled from her mouth.

  “I think you’ve earned a little spanking, honey.”

  “Spanking?” she asked, sounding breathless to her own ears.

  He explored her neck with his lips and then nibbled against her shoulder.

  “Oh yeah. Do you know what I’m going to do to you when we get back to the house?”

  She shook her head. Her eyes were closed, and she was kneading her hands into his chest and shoulders as he massaged her ass and ran his other hand along her back then up to her neck.

  He tilted her head back, and she stared up into his eyes.

  “I’m going to strip you down, bend you over my knees, and spank this ass.”

  “Really?” she whispered, trying to act so unaffected by his arousing words.

  “Then, as you’re wiggling and pleading for mercy, I’m going to stroke your wet pussy and make you come on my lap. And if one of my brothers is there, I’m going to watch them eat you out and then smack this ass again.”