“It’s all set up. We’ll leave my Jeep here and take the truck until he’s caught. Called in some people to help.” Hawk hands me a cup and takes a drink from the other. I look at Zoey to see if she is going to object, but she just looks, tired. It’s now closer to five thirty in the morning, and I know she is dragging from the stress of the possible kidnapping, the break-in, and no sleep along with the pain medication.
“Come on, chéri, let’s get going.” Not trusting her to climb into the cab, I help place her inside while Hawk jumps into the driver seat. Once everyone is buckled, we drive off.
Hawk
She looks like shit, and I hate it. Her normal perky personality is gone, and now I’m looking at a zombie of a person. Right now, I’m blaming the happy pills Wolf picked up before we headed out of town. So much for getting close to finding him quickly. I know some people are crazy obsessed, but the fact Andrew has the resources to set up a distraction and try to take her just pisses me off. While Wolf took Zoey to get checked out, I did my best to ask the dipshit where Andrew is, but no luck. Leave it to Wolf to hit something that actually needs surgery. Idiot. The punk kids at the office don’t know anything, just what they were told to do. So again, we are back to square one. Now we are on our way to a small cabin that Wolf and I use when we need to take a break from all the shit around us. Only a few trusted people know the location, and those I consider my brothers. In the back of the truck, I made sure to pack her things. I make a quick stop at the store to get some food, because unless we want to eat everything we catch, we need something more. Not that I have an issue with catfish, frogs legs, shrimp, and mudbugs but we needed other things too. I am really hoping it is only going to be for a day or two. Gunner and Snake are working on trying to get more information out of the stupid twins and the fucker who grabbed Zoey.
As the road starts to turn into swamplands, and houses are few and far between, I know we are getting there. Taking a left turn on a side dirt road, I look over and see Zoey covered in a blanket, sound asleep on Wolf. The drive isn’t bad, only an hour, and being the time of day, no one is on the road. The truck however, bumps and jolts us around, waking Zoey up. Damn, really wish it hadn’t rained the last couple of weeks. But now that she is awake, she can take in the surroundings.
“Wow, it’s so quiet and pretty out here.” Her eyes get huge and take in the large trees and dirt road. I have to agree, nothing better than being out of the city sometimes to recharge our batteries.
“Almost there. This place is hard to find unless you know exactly where to go. We will be safe and maybe just relax some until he is caught.” From the corner of my eye I see her still. Shit, maybe I should have kept that to myself. “Baby, you know we will get him. He is pushing, but we will get him. It’s not just for the bounty now, but it’s personally. No one takes what is mine.” Making sure she knows I’m serious, I squeeze right above her knee, making her smile some.
Standing by the water covered in large trees is our cabin. It’s high off the ground, and is perfect for when we get floods. A large outside porch with a small swing sits outside. A small dock with our boat still tethered shows that no one has been here since we had been.
“This is your cabin.”
“Yup.”
“Its, wow. This is like a giant tree house.” I laugh at her excitement and grab some of the bags from the back, as does Wolf. Reaching the top, I set down the cooler and unlock the door, letting her in. Inside was very simple. The house is both mine and Wolf’s so there is no need to decorate. A couch, two recyclers, a TV that doesn’t have cable and a small lamp. Kitchen is small with only a stove, fridge, and a counter. No washer or dryer, and two bedrooms. Zoey looks around and Wolf starts to unload the items in the cupboard.
I shout to Wolf, “Gonna lay down,” and take mine and Zoey’s stuff to the back room. She stops and looks at everything along the way.
“We’re gonna sleep in here,” I open the door and wait while she walks past. I shut it, and set things down. I can tell she is still tired and hurting, but I need to make sure she is okay. “Let’s go take a shower, baby. I want to check you out.” Her big brown eyes look haunted or my comfort. Taking her hand, I pull her into the bathroom. One thing I made sure this place didn’t have was a bath, which now that I see her, a bath would have been better. But there’s a large shower that could fit my size and still have room.
Taking the hem of the sweatshirt, I tug it up and off her. As much as I want to admire her tits, I can’t help but see the big bruise on the side of her body. Right now, it’s dark and purple, but I’m sure in a couple days it will get worse. Tugging her pants off, she is standing before me naked. Damn, even banged up she’s beautiful. I leave her standing while I start the shower, making sure it gets nice and warm. I help her in and leave quickly and rummage through her bag to find her girly soap and shampoo. I hold myself back and I hear small sniffles. Shit, she’s crying. I hate chicks that cry, normally that is because they annoy me, but with her, it just breaks me in half. Stripping quickly, I make my way inside and set the soap and stuff on the small rack. Opening my arms, I stand still and she walks into them.
“It’s okay, you’re okay, baby. I’m proud of you. You didn’t give up and fought back. I’m sorry for not being there.” I soothe her while rocking slowly and holding her. Zoey starts to slow down and looks up at me, her brown eyes rimmed red and puffy. Reaching up, I wipe the rest of the tears off her face, even though water was covering her.
“I was scared, Hawk. You know a few weeks ago, I wouldn’t have cared, but now, I have something to fight for.” Unable to stop myself, I seal my lips over hers, trying to comfort her. Or is it me. I really don’t know, but I need to connect with her, to know she is safe and okay. Keeping the kiss light, I release her lips and step back.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.” Zoey offers me a small smile while I take her soap and start to wash her. For the most part, she’s in pretty good shape, but it’s the ribs and jaw that bother me. Her neck is still a little red, but he didn’t hurt her too badly, just long enough to put her under.
Once I am happy she is clean, I tell her to turn around. Washing her hair, I allow her to relax some while I scrub her long tresses. I never really did this to anyone other than her. Once she is clean and I clean myself, I grab the towels and dry her off. Making sure she isn’t cold. Being this close to the water, it does get cold at times.
“Damn should have brought your hair dryer.” But her sweet smile returns and I watch as she gets on her tiptoes and kisses my lips gently.
“It’s okay, I can towel dry it and put it in a braid.” I nod and take her into the bedroom. Finding the crazy Pj’s she likes, I slip them over her head and I pull on some boxer briefs.
“Let’s get some sleep and then we can eat.”
“What about Wolf?”
“He’s making some calls and will come to bed in a bit. Sleep, baby.” I kiss her head while I tuck her under my arm in bed. I make sure she is laying on the side that wasn’t hit.
“Hawk?”
“Hmm?” I ask, already half sleep.
“Thank you.”
Confusion hits me, “For what?”
“For you and Wolf always being there for me,” she whispers. Tugging her a little closer, I smell her hair before kissing her again.
“Always, baby.” And together we sleep.
Chapter Twenty-One
Zoey
I have slept for the last twenty-four hours off and on, only to eat then given pain meds, and then I spent a whole day just reading and watching various movies. And now I want to cook. My jaw feels better, my side is tender, but for the most part I’m pretty good. So, me wanting to cook shouldn’t be an issue. However, Hawk being his typical self is just being a pain in my ass.
“Seriously, it’s just sandwiches. Nothing too crazy, I promise.”
“Don’t care, you need to rest and get better.” Ugh, this man is starting to get on my last nerve. He won’t even play
with me, and it’s the same with Wolf. They both refuse to do more than kiss me sweetly. I’m half tempted to bring out Frenchie if they don’t take matters seriously. Today I’m trying to show them how much better I am, but so far nothing has worked. I would hide my bruised chin with make-up if I could but Hawk didn’t pack any.
“Come on, chéri, just rest some more. We got this.” Arg, what is it with men today and telling me what I can and can’t do.
“Look, you two, get out of the kitchen. I’m fine, see, just some funky colors, so leave me be.”
“We’re just looking out for you, baby.” I put my hand up to stop Hawk. I finish the food and put them in bags, handing each of them one.
“You all need to get out here. Go fish, hunt, I don’t care, but go. No one will get me here. Hell, go sit on the dock, just go. You’re driving me to drink, which I will be doing in a little bit.”
“Now, chéri—”
“Look, I know this has been hard on you both, and me too. But we are going to make each other go insane. I will have dinner ready when you come back, okay. Door will be locked, and no one can get up here without you both knowing it, right?” They both nod their heads. “Good, now go.” I can see they want to protest, but they don’t. I’m so relieved when each kisses me softly and head outside with their packed lunches. Finally, some quiet time to plan my attack. I see them head down to the dock and sit on the boat. Not daring to go all the way outside, because I know they would hate it, I look from the window. Hawk has fishing poles and Wolf has the lunches.
Going into the backroom, I find the phone and ring up Shay.
“Hello.”
“Hey, girl, it’s me,”
“She who lives, how’s it hanging, chicky. You feelin’ better?”
“Yeah, for the most part. Look I got a question for you.”
“I’m all ears, shoot.” I go into my idea about wanting to seduce both of them tonight, but for the life of me I don’t have a damn clue how to go about it. Lucky for me, Shay doesn’t seem weirded out by me asking about her cousin in a sexual manner. I don’t know how to do the whole sexy thing. Especially not with someone I care about, and never with two men who are complete opposites. I quickly make my way to the bathroom and shower. Never in my live have I been so grateful to have everything waxed, even my girly bits, as I am right now. Hawk didn’t bring me a razor, so being smooth was awesome. I wash my hair, leaving the conditioner in a little longer to make sure it makes it super soft. Once I’m done, I look through and find that Hawk didn’t pack anything sexy, damn. Okay, time to rethink, and it hits me. Running back into the bathroom, I make sure everything is ready. I know what I’m making for dinner, and I even have time to make a small pie. Shocking even me, they have everything for an apple pie. Dinner is a simple jerk chicken with mashed potatoes and various veggies I know Hawk hated buying. I may be a big girl, but I do love some awesome vegetables with dinner. The chicken is marinating, and the pie is in the oven. I head to the bathroom to brush out my now dry hair and slip on one of Hawk’s very large shirts and something special underneath. Walking carefully, I look out the window, and sure enough, I see the guys starting to guide the boat back to the dock. Taking a deep breath, I hear the timer and take the pie out of the oven. I love cooking and baking, especially for others. I start on cutting up the peppers. The screen door sounds, and I do my best to ignore it, but I can’t.
“Damn something smells really good,” I hear Wolf say. The door opens to the cabin and instantly they both stop and stare at me. Offering a small smile, I wave, “Welcome home.” Wolf breaks out with a giant grin, while Hawk smirks and walks closer to me. It is only then that I see they have some shrimp in their hands, along with a catfish.
“I think you’re up to no good,” Hawk waves his hand indicating the pie.
“No, just enjoying myself. Here, take the fish and put it out in the big freezer and wash up. Dinner will be ready in about half an hour.” Both blink at me for a minute before moving. Both rush downstairs, where there is a table for cutting up the fish. I know it only takes them a few minutes to do it, and I use that time to set up everything else. We didn’t have any wine, but we do have some beer, which will work. I don’t plan on taking any pain pills tonight, so I will be drinking too. But I didn’t want to tell the guys I have already done two shots of liquid courage before they came home.
Each of them looks at me quickly when they come back in before heading in the back room to shower. This gives me time to start the chicken. Getting the pan nice and hot, I place the chicken carefully in the pan. I pull the potatoes out of the over and start to smash them with a fork while adding butter, sour cream, and some garlic. I know I make them different than most people, but if I’m cooking, I’m gonna make them my way. I finish smashing the potatoes, setting them to the side, and flip the chicken pieces.
Someone slides their hands around my waist. “Damn this smells amazing. Anything you want me to help you with?” Wolf. His scruffy goatee brushes against my neck, sending delicious shivers down my spine.
“Nope, all set. I would say set the table, but we don’t have one.” I giggle.
“Okay, I'll grab the plates and such then.” I nod and soon Hawk is standing there looking at me.
“I want my shirt back.” Pulling the last of the chicken from the pan, I set it in the sink and look at him.
“What shirt?”
“The one on your body.” But the way his eyebrow raises, I can tell he is toying with me.
“Well, currently it’s being used. Unless you want me to burn my girly parts, I need something to cover them.” And like lightning, he strikes, bringing me to him as his mouth claims mine.
“Damn, baby, knowing you have nothing under this,” his hands skirts down to the hem and right up my thigh, but doesn’t quite touch me where I want—no need—him to.
“Well, it would only cause more laundry for me to do later.” I smirk when he releases my lips. But his hands skirt back and grab my ass cheek, making me squeal, and the object I plan to help them, is nestled between them.
“Hmm, what would make you jump?” He must have known, and with both hands slides back to my butt, and then moves to the small little button that houses the size three butt plug. I did notice he brought it when I was looking for his cell phone charger. “Someone is being a naughty girl. Did you find my little stash?” He raises his eyes at me, and I see Wolf come and stand behind me now. I’m completely blocked in.
“Chéri, is there a reason you have a plug in your ass, and not one we put in?” But he sounds more concerned than Hawk. But how can I say what I want without being so obvious, or maybe that’s what I need to do.
“I, umm, you see.”
“Do you want to play, baby?” With small brushes of his lips, Hawk moves to lift my shirt.
“I say she does, but maybe we should make her wait. After all, she is still recovering.”
“From some bruising, that’s all.” But my body is screaming for them to touch me, to feel me, fill me.
“Will dinner keep?” Wolf asks me, and I know I have him right where I want him while he nips at the secret spot on my neck.
“Uh huh,” I mumble while Hawk’s hands play with my naked skin under his shirt.
“I don’t know, she did take my shirt, and I don’t have one on. Maybe we need to make this fair for us all.” I open my eyes, not even aware that I had closed them at all, and see Hawk’s eyes dance with lust. He is feeling the need too.
“Please, I’ve been good,” I purr. Did I really just do that? Damn.
“Hmm, we will have to see about that.” Wolf lifts my shirt off my body, leaving me standing naked with only a butt plug in the middle of the kitchen. “I think we should go to the bedroom, what do you think, brother?” Wolf asks Hawk.
“I don’t know,” he grabs my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes, like he is searching for something. “You sure you can play, because if we do, it will be both of us. Wolf in your sweet sexy pussy, and me b
alls deep in your hot little ass. You ready for that, baby? Because once we start there is no going back.”
“I know, and I’m ready.” Like his name, Hawk swoops down crushing his lips to mine in a punishing kiss, taking my breath away. I am airborne during the process and I know we are moving. This is what I was hoping for, but it seems too easy, like they are giving in, but I know Hawk and Wolf, they both have a plan. As soon as we make it into the bedroom I see that Wolf has pulled out Hawk’s little toy bag. Well shit, this is the turn. We have done all sorts of kinky things, but never have the three of us slept together at once.
I see only an eye mask is laid out this time. Hawk sets me down and I get my bearings as Wolf walks over to me.
“Lights out, chéri,” and slides the mask over my eyes, making everything go dark. Damn I don’t know about this part. The room suddenly starts to smell like watermelon, and before I can figure out what it is, a set of hands finds my shoulders and rubs them. “You know, we don’t like to be roped into things, so a little punishment is coming your way.” And suddenly a crack is heard and my ass feels the sting from someone’s hand. Wolf has moved away and I stand in the middle of the room, not able to see anything around me. The sound of someone moving and the resounding smack hits me. I can’t stop the yelp escaping me this time. A body is in front of me—Hawk—and the odd feeling of rope, but a softer kind is wrapped around my wrists, holding them together. And he moves away again. Six more smacks hit me and I cry out.
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