Cajun Protection

by Whiskey Starr

  “You know what, fuck you, Hawk. I quit. If Andrew finds me, fine then, he can have me. I’m done living in fear, I’m done hiding. And I’m done with you.” I grab my bag and before he can say anything, I run down the street to Shaylene’s shop. I hate being used and I hate being told what I can and can’t do. Again, Hawk just proved to me that in this world I only have myself.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Zoey

  “You put the lime in the coconut and then you drink it all up,” I giggle.

  “Those aren’t the words!” Shay snaps at me. I giggle some more, nope they’re not.

  “Fine then, how about this one: I get knocked down, but I get up again, you’re never gonna get me knocked down,” I sing, trying to get myself in a happier mood.

  “You are such a trip, woman. But at least you can sing.” Snorting into my glass, I look and see my margarita is low.

  “I demand refills!” bellowing out to, well to no one, and Shay looks at hers and nods. We somehow make our way to the kitchen and mix another batch.

  “Your turn. Sing for me, wench” I demand and she laughs.

  “Fine, um let’s see. Oh, I got one. I like big butts and I cannot lie, them other brothers can’t deny, if a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in your face you get sprung.” I can’t help but laugh so hard I have to pee. I jump up, well trip over and make my way to the bathroom. Laughing, I quickly empty my bladder, wash my hands and find Shay sitting on her couch humming to a song on the radio.

  “I love this song.”

  “Me too.”

  “Sing for me my angel of music.” I smile and close my eyes and sing.

  “The smile on your face lets me know that you need me,

  There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me,

  The touch of your hand says you'll catch me wherever I fall,

  You say it best, when you say nothing at all”

  But as I sing I can’t help feel the sadness of it all. I wish that someone would feel that strongly about me, and not in a creepy way either. What am I gonna do? I look down and Shay is looking at me, well behind me really. I snap my head around and see both Wolf and Hawk looking at me. Embarrassed because they caught me singing, and also because I’m in shorts and a tank top, no bra-again. But really, I don’t want to see them.

  “What do you want? To yell at me some more? To tell me I’m not good enough to be seen in public, or to tell me I can’t have a drink with the only damn friend I have. Tell me please why you’re here because I can’t, I can’t; oh God I’m gonna be sick.” The feeling of my stomach contents starts to come up and I dash, trip, then make it to the bathroom to puke the concoction of margaritas and tequila shots into the toilet. I feel a hand behind me moving my hair out of the incoming vomit train. Over and over I puke until there is nothing left. My head is heavy, and I feel like crap, but all I want to do is sleep. Closing my eyes, I don’t know who is lifting me, or who even wiped my mouth, but I’m no longer in the bathroom. I don’t care. For the first time in a long time, I don’t care about anything.

  What the hell is that smell? It’s comforting, and I snuggle deeper into in. Again, sleep takes me into a deep slumber. It doesn’t last long as voices are heard, loud ones too.

  “I don’t give a shit, you two idiots can handle one day by yourselves. Zoey has everything set up in the system. Log in and click the link, and you will see the cases and so on. Seriously, it’s not rocket science. Yeah, I’ll check in later.” Hawk’s grumbly this morning. Damn why couldn’t he just have his sexy voice again. The one that melts through me and makes me quiver. But when he gets this mean tone, I don’t like it.

  “I know you’re awake, Zoey. So you might as well open your eyes and talk to me.” I did and now I’m confused. Why am I back at the house and in bed?

  “I’m back at your apartment. I said I was staying with Shay. I don’t want to talk to you,” I grumble, but my damn head is spinning.

  “Here, take these.” Now the bastard is sitting next to me. I take the small pills and drink all the water he hands me. My stomach feels better, but that’s about it. “I wanna talk to you, Zoey.” Okay now here comes the ‘you screwed up’ lecture. I nod and his eyes narrow.

  “What do you want to talk about?” I sit up, and for the first time since I’ve been awake, I notice I’m naked. Damn.

  “First, I want to say I’m not happy with your behavior. I know you are trapped here with us, but drinking that much is not healthy or safe.” I want to roll my eyes at him, but remind myself that would not be a good idea right now, because then I would have a sore ass and a headache.

  “I’m sorry. I wanted to blow off some steam. But look, Hawk, I get it. I’m not stupid. I will work for you and help anyway I can. There is a motel down the street I can stay at. Hell, I don’t even have to work for you anymore. You’re all set up, you can have someone at the office that you want there.” Except his anger startles me.

  “You think I don’t want you there? What the hell. I just want things to be professional. Last time we had someone, Gunner fucked her on my desk, then he got her so worked up she thought they had some type of relationship and bugged the shit out of me wondering if he was sleeping with someone else. I don’t need that fucking drama at work, Zoey. It’s not safe. She would call all the damn time when we were out, making Gunner not pay attention, and she had the worst timing. He didn’t care for her, but she was willing and Gunner took her, even though they both knew my rules. So I can’t have it there.”

  “I get that.”

  “I don’t think you do. I talked with Wolf, and well I think I explained things wrong. Look, I’m bad at words and when I say things, I mess them up. So here goes. We want you, both of us. But I can’t be with someone who is clingy at the office. Sure, we want to take you out to dinner and go on dates, but until Andrew is caught, it’s not safe. He can escalate and then what? It would be dangerous for you. And to top it off, I don’t want fucking Gunner or Snake around you. I like them, but you’re mine. You understand that, Zoey, only mine and Wolf’s. I have avoided this for so damn long, but it took you walking out on me to make me wake the hell up. All my life I have fought to hold on to things I cared about, but I said you wouldn’t be one of those, that you would leave. But the more I was around you, the more you talked, and smiled at me, I don’t know, it is like I woke up and you were right there. You left yesterday, and even though I knew where you were, I was worried sick. I don’t like not seeing you, hearing you laugh, smelling your hair, or watching you smile. You make me want more out of, well everything.” I gasp as he speaks.

  “I’m staking a claim already. So deal with it. No one will have you but Wolf and me. I know it’s soon, and we can get to know each other better, and we will. I promise I will do better, but I can’t be without you.” As he finally talks, I understand so much more now.

  “I get it, and I’m sorry.” His face softens and he opens his arms.

  “I’m sorry too, baby.” I slide into his warm embrace and hug him. I know this is all too fast, but something about both of them has me all tied in knots. I snuggle into Hawk’s arms while he kisses the top of my head. Who would have thought Hawk could be sweet? It was so unexpected, but who am I to ignore this side of him. I don’t know how long we sit there while I’m naked, sitting on his laps. But time seems to stop, and my heart is overjoyed with knowing he does care for me, no matter how grumpy or angry he seems. He wants me.

  “You need a shower.” I try not to look at him, because that must mean I smell or something. “When you puked last night, you got some in your hair until Wolf managed to move your hair out the way. I think I got most of it out, but let’s shower anyway.” I nod, and make to stand, trying to cover all my nakedness, but fail. There is just so much of me.

  “Don’t, I wanna see all of you.” I try not to blush, but fail. “You have a sexy body, all round and curvy. Big tits made for me to bite, suck, and fuck. And I will too. After I take your
ass, and oh yeah, baby, I will do that as well. Wolf will be buried deep inside your hot little cunt, and I will be pounding your sweet little asshole. You’re gonna be so filled up all you will be able to do is hold on and enjoy the ride.” His crooked grin makes me smile. Hawk takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. I have no clue how we are both gonna fit, but I wait while he clicks on the water. Unable to move my eyes, I watch as he removes his shirt and then pants. He isn’t wearing any underwear or socks. Greedily I look at him, unable to avert my gaze. He is fit yet lean. Today he hasn’t shaved so his long hair and scruffy face match the little bit of hair leading down to his oh so happy trail. Just like Wolf, he is sporting various tattoos that range from tribal bands to the Marine Corps Eagle Globe and Anchor.

  “Baby, if you keep looking at me like that we won’t make the shower before I fuck you.” I bite my lip as I lower my head. I don’t know what else to do. He is so yummy that I can’t help but stare. I feel his rough callused hand on my cheek making me look up into his bright grey eyes. He angles my head up and tenderly—especially for Hawk—he lays a kiss on me. It is sweet, and seems he is trying to reassure me. But the more he does the more my blood starts to wake up and boil over. Heady with the need for him he backs up panting from our passionate kiss. “Damn you take away all my willpower.” I tentatively take a step toward him. Seems like my body has a mind of its own. As I step, he cocks an eyebrow up at me. But I don’t look away. No, I want him, and I want him now. He started this and now he is gonna finish it.

  “Shower,” he commands, but I shake my head.

  “No I think I want something else first.” I would say I’m still drunk, except I know I puked it all up last night. But it’s something more, a cosmic type of pull making me walk up to him so blazingly.

  “Shower.” He goes to grab my hand and I shake my head. Raising both eyebrows, he looks at me in surprise.

  “You, or I get my toy.” This time his eyes glare at me.

  “A toy, really? You want to have a piece of plastic to fuck your pussy, or a real cock?”

  “I want the real thing, but it seems you can’t handle it right now, so I’m going to play by myself. Plus it will help wake me up more.” I turn to head back to the room, but Hawk grabs my arm, pulling me to him.

  “You want cock, baby?”

  “I want your cock, but if you can’t give it to me, my purple pleasure will,” I challenge.

  “Oh your knees. Now.” Oh, fuck me. I instantly drop to my knees, shocking myself that I don’t fall over. I manage to kneel on the soft carpet area. Waiting patiently, I look up at him. “Open.” Shit, I don’t know how to really do this. Sure, I watched pornos and Shay and I joked about them last night, but his dick is a whole lot bigger than a banana I practiced on. Opening my mouth slowly, I see him step into my sight. “Kiss it. Slowly.” Doing as he commands, I kiss it gently. The soft bulbous head looks angry and red. Taking a cue from a movie, don’t ask me which, because they were all hot, I stick out my tongue, and lick the tip. A tiny hiss escaped him, but I don’t stop. He tastes good. But Hawk reaches down and grabs my hair, holding me steady.

  “Open.” He pushes his cock inside my mouth, but not too far. “Suck.” Turning into a wanton slut, I do. Hollowing out my cheeks, I suck him while moving up and down on his cock. The mixture of the hardness from him and the wet slick skin make my clit throb with excitement. His grip tightens in my hair, taking away all control, I reach up with my hands, but he smacks them away. “I just want your mouth. Hands down.” I obey. He starts to pump into my mouth, fucking my face. It’s a heady feeling, knowing he is losing control, with me.

  “Damn, baby, your mouth feels so fucking good. That’s it, suck me hard. You’re my good little slut, aren’t you? That’s it, baby. Suck me down.” He moves faster, both hands in my hair, pumping faster. I gag some, but he doesn’t stop. “That’s it, baby, I’m gonna come and your gonna drink it all down.” I try to nod, but no luck. I feel the first splash of his cum and I’m not sure about this, but looking at him, I know I can. I drink him in swallowing as his cock starts to get pulled out of my mouth. Looking up at him, I hope he liked it. His hand leaves my hair and wipes a little bit of cum from the side of my mouth that dribbled out then he pushes his thumb inside. I suck it clean, swirling my tongue around it.

  “Good girl. Now stand.” I do. However, as I do, he pushes me over the sink and a loud smack sounds before I feel the pain.

  “I don’t like to be challenged.” Smack. “I don’t like you drinking so much you get sick.” Smack. “Do not threaten to use a fake cock again. If you want to use a toy, I will operate it.” Smack, Smack. Five more times he smacks me, alternating cheeks. Tears prick my eyes and drip down.

  “Now shower, then we can play.” This time I know there is no other way around him. I nod and walk my sore bright red ass into the hot water. What did I get myself into now?

  Chapter Fifteen

  Hawk

  Her shampoo smells too sweet for me to use, but I wash her hair anyway. I’m doing my best to try to get her clean before I can finally sink my cock balls deep into her. After she sucked me down, I dragged her ass into the shower. One thing’s for sure, if we ever get a bigger place, it needs to have a bigger shower. She is an average size woman, and well, I’m larger than average. But what is getting to me is the fact I actually care what she thinks. All my life I have just gotten by without worrying about other people. But I worry about her, I want her happy, I want to make her happy. I went from not having anyone to having Wolf, to us getting pussy whenever we want and not worrying about them after. To now Zoey, and making sure she has everything she needs or wants. But my past is just that—my past, and looking at Zoey, she is my future. I liked things the way I liked them, but with Zoey, she is reckless, sweet, sassy, a mix of so many things. I never know what she is going to say or do. She keeps me and Wolf on our toes. But the little minx about broke me when she told me I hurt her feelings. I’m not a fan of woman crying, but knowing it was me who caused it. Well needless to say, I will avoid that like the plague.

  Running my hands in her hair, I finish washing her hair and help with some fro-fro conditioner thing. Women have so many weird products. But if it keeps her hair looking the way it does, then so be it. Even though I have long hair, I don’t use this shit. About five minutes later, she is washed and smelling better than before.

  “Time to get out.” I go to reach to turn off the water, she stops me.

  “A little longer. The hot water feels good on my back.”

  “It’s a waste of water,” I state.

  “Dontcha ever just relax in the shower? You know, let the water soothe all the aches and whatever else is ailing you away?”

  “No.” Because it’s true.

  “No? Really?”

  “Let’s just say growing up, showers were a luxury and I used my time wisely.” Her look softens and I don’t like it. “I don’t need your pity, Zoey.” I don’t need anyone’s.

  “It’s not pity, Hawk, its sadness. I know my life isn’t the easiest, but it makes me realize how much I take for granted. I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t. Just let it go. I have.” And I have, no need to dwell on shit like that, especially when I want her wet, and not by the water. I decide to leave the water on and crowd her already small space. “So tell me, baby, you feeling awake now?” Her eyes start to cloud and her breathing increases as she grasps my meaning.

  “Yes, very awake.”

  “Good.” Lowering my mouth, I nibble on her lower lip, biting it before running my tongue along the abused skin. Lifting my hand, I run my thumb along her jawline, admiring her features. Leaning down again, I capture her mouth, igniting the passion once again. My hands glide down her wet body, cupping her round ass, squeezing the globes. Her small mewling sound means she wants it just as bad as I do. Wonder if Wolf is gonna play too.

  “Is your ass still sore, baby?” Her eyes lower and I know the answer. “Next time you’ll listen to me.”
She nods and I kiss her, backing her up against the wall of the shower, but damn it if her foot doesn’t slip causing her to start to stumble backwards. I catch her easily, holding her against me, then I shut the damn water off, and step out. “We need a bigger shower,” I mumble, but she fucking giggles.

  “Well it’s not made for two people, stud. So yeah.” And she giggles again. It’s hard for me to get upset at her snide comment when she is giggling like she’s a school girl; however, there is a time for giggling and this is not it.

  Grabbing the towel, I dry her off and take her with me to the bed, pushing her until she falls back, bouncing. Her tits bounce and I watch them hungrily. I already know she likes to give up all power during sex, and right now, I want my little hellcat bound. I like claw marks, but Wolf looks like he got into a fight.

  “Stay there.” I leave, opening to door to hear Zoey gasp at me leaving it wide open, exposing her luscious nakedness with everyone. I head out to the kitchen.

  “Fuck man, put some clothes on. Oh shit, we playing?” Wolf is at the stove and I nod before I head into my room. I have a pair of handcuffs there and a necktie, yeah I know, but it was a gift from Shaylene. I make my way back to find Wolf already undressed and sucking on Zoey’s tit. The man has no patience.

  “Think she will like this.” Wolf looks up and smiles. “Oh didn’t she tell you, she has already been punished today. Tried to get me to fuck her in the bathroom instead of a shower.”

  “Really? Well I hope she learned her lesson.” I watch as he winks at her. Damn idiot was like a fucking puppy when it came play time. Which reminds me that I need to get her a few things later today.

  “She did.” I win and a blush flows over her after she sees what’s in my hand. Oh she is going to be so much fun.