Cajun Protection

by Whiskey Starr

  “There’s our good girl. Since your jaw is still sore, you won’t be sucking our cocks tonight,” and this time I did whimper. Nothing was sexier to me than seeing them come undone with them in my mouth. “But we want you ready, so get your ass on the bed and lay still while Wolf gets his dessert.” I don’t know which way to go, but someone grabs me and lays me down. Normally I would be self-conscious about my size, but Hawk and Wolf seem to like my extra-ness. My legs are spread wide while Wolf plants sweet kisses on the inside of my thigh. I try to move to get him where I want, but he isn’t having any of it. He moves at his own pace, setting me in a frantic desperation to have him touch me. I need it so badly, and he isn’t giving it to me. Finally, painstakingly slow, he spreads my pussy lips and licks my clit making me jump. The feeling is welcoming, yet drives me insane. I need to come.

  “Please,” I beg, but he keeps at his slow licks and sucks. “I need to come, please.” A single finger slides into me while he bites my clit and like that I rocket off. It took a matter of only seconds for me to orgasm. The sound of foil fills the room and I know one of the men is grabbing a condom. I haven’t yet had time to get a shot so they wouldn’t need to use condoms. Wolf slides into me. I can tell the difference as his is long with a slide curve that hits me just right. I welcome him, enjoying the stretch as he fills me. He seesaws back and forth, creating a delicious friction. But just as I start to feel that familiar burn, Wolf spins and puts me on top of him. This is new for me. I’m a big girl, and every man I have been with prior was, well small, and I was afraid I would crush him. But Wolf and Hawk aren’t phased by me at all.

  “Ride me, chéri.” Wolf’s hands go up to my neglected breasts and squeezes them. Slowly I lift up and down on his cock, building confidence with each movement I make. But just when I start to move faster, Hawk comes behind me, kissing my neck and holding me in place.

  “It’s time, baby. I’m gonna pull the plug out and get you all lubed up and then the party will really start.” I nod, too afraid to say anything. I’m excited, scared, and nervous. So many things, and yet all I can do is focus on falling forward as Hawk works the plug out of me, slowly. It’s not as alien as it was before, but as soon as the plus is out, the sweet smell of watermelon comes again and the cool liquid is squirted in my ass. “Push out while I slide in.” And just like that, I can feel Hawk’s bulbous head push into my ass. I do my best not to think and open up, but hell, those plugs are a whole lot smaller than he is. But he doesn’t slam into me like he normally would. As he slides further into me, I become so full I don’t know what to do, but whimper some. The feeling is heady, and I desire it so much.

  “Do you need me to stop?” Hawk asks.

  “No, oh God no. I feel so full, both of you are so damn big.”

  “Well hold on, baby, because you’re about to be stuffed,” and with that he slides home, balls deeps into my ass. But he doesn’t wait for me to adjust, instead he slides back out and back in. Wolf starts with an opposite rhythm. I am never without someone inside me. I didn’t know whether to lean forward, or fall back. My body is in complete limbo. Both men grunting and moaning as they fuck me in tandem. Surrendering to the feeling of them both, I scream out as my orgasm starts to build deep inside. I know it’s going to be explosive and I don’t know if I will ever survive. Hawk reaches around and holds me to him, grabbing onto my throat, holding me steady, while Wolf starts to strum my clit in a feverous pace. This is all I need and I cry out, breaking apart into several pieces as I shake from the effects of both of them. Somewhere in my dreamy state, I hear them shout my name while empting themselves into the condoms. The three of us fall to the side, and into a deep sleep.

  Who the hell is calling? I’m not ready to move, my legs refuse to move, and everywhere else is tender and overworked. Hawk shifts, grabbing his phone. Opening one eye, I look at his naked ass.

  “What?” he snaps, but then he goes quiet. “You’re fucking kidding me. No, that’s awesome. Okay, were on our way.” Sitting up, I see Wolf is awake as well.

  “Hawk, what’s going on?”

  “They got Andrew, it’s all over, baby.”

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Wolf

  The relief from Zoey is instantaneous when she hears Gunner and Snake got that rat bastard Andrew. And to be honest, I am too. I don’t mind hiding out with her, but I know she is always looking over her shoulder. No details are given over the phone, but that is something we can find out in the morning.

  “Come on, chéri, let’s go back to sleep and we can go home in the morning.” Her big brown eyes look at me and then Hawk and slide back to me before she shifts back down into bed curling into my arms. Closing my eyes, I hold her and wonder what she is thinking right now. Zoey’s breathing evens out and soon the three of us let all the trouble and anxiety fade into the night. It’s the first night I think we all have slept without a care in the world.

  I wake up before both Zoey and Hawk and start breakfast. Simple grits, eggs, and Andouille sausage. Making a pot of coffee, I click on my phone and see all the emails and texts Gunner and Shay sent during the night. Most where about they caught him, and part of the bounty money should go to them. Fuck it, if Gunner and Snake want it all, they can have it all. My main goal was to get him and keep Zoey safe. Which is why I’m having a hard time sleeping. Not sure what comes next in our relationship. The apartment we have is too damn small for three people, hell, it’s too small for the two of us. Add Zoey to the mix, with all her girl clothes and shoes, and no room. Maybe we can get a house, I have always wanted one. But I need to know if Zoey wants us after all this. We started something, and I plan to keep her, no matter what.

  The sound of footsteps pulls me out of my thoughts. Turning my head, I see Zoey standing in only my t-shirt looking like sin. Damn, I’ve fallen for this woman, and hard. She is everything Hawk and I have ever wanted. She is smart, sweet, caring, sassy, and sexy as hell. Plus she gets us both. My mom would love her, and then I feel the ping of regret that I haven’t talked to my mom about her at all. “Breakfast is about ready. Come have a seat and I’ll bring it to you. Want coffee?” Looking at her, I wish she would answer me, but instead she runs into my arms and hugs me. “Aww, chéri, it’s okay. It’s all over and things can go back to normal.” I try and soothe her, but she tenses. Did I say anything wrong?

  “You’re right. Thank you, Wolf. And I’ll help with breakfast.”

  “Nah, you go sit.” I push her to the table, making sure she sits and waits. Hawk shows up ten minutes after I serve her in clean clothes from his shower.

  “Food?” I ask. He nods and goes to sit next to Zoey and starts talking to her.

  “We are heading back today. He is gonna be arraigned at two, and Eddy wants to meet up after. So you get to decide what ya wanna do. Stay at home, or go to the office.”

  “I think the office will be fine, but I want to hang out with Shay for a bit while you guys do the whole court thing. You don’t need me there; ya have my statements, both of them. So it would just be easy there.” I notice she doesn’t mention home at all. Is she having issues with the apartment because of what happened? I need to talk to Hawk about that later. We finish eating and Zoey takes a shower giving me the opportunity to talk to him.

  I start, “What do you think about getting a bigger place?”

  “To be honest, not a fan of moving, but we need to. I hate trying to figure out which bedroom we are sleeping in, and there just isn’t enough room there. Gunner and Snake can start taking more cases, and we can hire Eddy on, and he mentioned someone else coming on board too. Zoey can take the front office permanently, well when someone is always there to watch over her. We can be home at a certain time, really make a go at it.” Seems that even Hawk is thinking about us on a permanent bases. But my question is, what Zoey thinking is?

  “‘Kay, that works for me. I’m gonna start packing everything so we can leave in time to go to the office and get our shit together.” I leave Hawk to finish
eating. I know he can clean up the kitchen while I pack. Shockingly, it only takes us an hour to get everything cleaned, stored, and packed to go home. We might need to start leaving more things out here if we come back with Zoey. But I notice she is a lot more quiet than normal. Maybe she is just letting it all sink in about Andrew.

  “You okay, chéri?” I grab her hand.

  “Yeah, peachy. Just want to get this over with.” She offers me a small smile and I take it, because I can’t even imagine what it’s like for her right now.

  Back at the office, I see Gunner and Snake smiling ear to ear, before hugging her, and patting both me and Hawk on the back. Zoey still doesn’t say anything but starts to type up something and prints it out.

  “Here is what you need to show the judge, and make sure he and the clerk sign it. If we miss a signature, his lawyer can use it to get him out on bail, again.” She seems out of it, but I let it slide, just like Hawk. Our focus is on Andrew right now.

  “So, suga, you gonna come have a drink with me tonight?” Snake asks as he wraps an arm around her shoulder.

  “Nah, gonna hang out with Shay, well until ya are done with this, and then go from there.” Go from there, okay something is eating her.

  “Shit, we gotta bounce, we need to get this done before can relax. We gotta meet Eddy too.” Hawk is grabbing Zoey’s hand and both of us head out. We drop her off at Shaylene’s house after she plays twenty questions wanting to know about what happened. As we leave, I can see Zoey seems more animated as she talks to Shay. I kiss her softly before jumping back into the truck. Maybe she just needs to do some girly time and talk out whatever is bugging her. If Shay can’t figure it out, I’ll have to find out when we get home later tonight.

  “Something’s eating her,” I say while watching her walk into Shay’s townhome.

  “I noticed too. Maybe we were too rough on her last night. I mean she’s been with both of us, but not like that. I would say she didn’t like it, but by the way she was screaming, her body responded beautifully. Could she be having second thoughts about sleeping with us both?”

  “Nah, I don’t think that, maybe she’s sore, but something else has her pulling away. Could it be this shit with Andrew? Or maybe the house?”

  “Don’t know, but we’ll find out when we get to the court house.” I nod and soon we are ready to lock this bastard up for good.

  Zoey

  “So now what?” I ask Shay while she pours me another glass of wine.

  “What do you mean, now what?”

  I sigh, “Andrew is caught and both Wolf and Hawk said things will go back to normal. I guess that means they’re done with me. I don’t know what to do, Shay.”

  “Are you sure that’s what they mean?”

  “Well, I’m pretty sure. I mean come on, look at me, look at them. I know we click sexually speaking, but do you see happily ever after with them?”

  “What do you want, chick?”

  “I want them. Hell, I’ve fallen in love with both of them. I know it’s fast, and so soon, but we click. Or I thought we did. Maybe it’s all in my head. But what am I gonna do?”

  “I seriously think you are thinking too much on this. They want you. Neither Hawk nor Wolf has ever taken to someone the way they have with you. I see it. So no worries. But I have to ask, have you told them how you feel? Or did you do the whole moping thing and not say anything.” Shit, I didn’t say anything. Crap on a cracker, she’s right.

  “I moped. Fine, when they get back I will tell them how I feel. But let’s say for argument sake they don’t feel the same, then what?”

  “Then you move your hot little ass in with me.” I snort. I just love this chick. Nothing else is discussed about Hawk, Wolf, or even Andrew. We sit and watch Pitch Perfect, a movie that makes both of us feel good. I am laughing as Shay tries to sing along, and in the end, we both are belting out the numbers. Just as we start to get into it, a car alarm goes off.

  “Shit, what the hell is that?” she says while running to her window. I stand and follow. As I look, we see someone hit her car, and getting out to look at the damage. “Crap, let me deal with this real quick,” she says while going out the door. I nod and watch while she starts to talk to the man. He is about mid-thirties with ripped jeans and a camo shirt and hat. Nothing to out of the ordinary. I watch while they look over the damage, before turning and heading back into the living room. Something seems off. I look one more time at Shay and she is writing something down, and even has her phone out. Screw it, I want ice cream now, and figure Shay will want some when she comes back in. But as I make my way to the kitchen, I see the screen door open. Weird. Walking over, I look outside and don’t see anything, but just as I go to shut it I hear the sound of something click. Slowly turning around, I see the one person I didn’t think I would ever see again. Andrew, holding a gun aimed at me.

  “What’s wrong, sweetheart? Miss me?” I stare dumbfounded, shocked, and at a complete loss for words. I try to look past him to the front door, hoping Shay will walk in.

  My voice gets very small. “How?”

  “Oh wouldn’t you know that my cousin was owed a favor and the guard bring me back to jail after my arraignment just happened to release my cuffs while I took a leak. Stupid idiot, windows were unlocked. Took nothing to slide right out.” I try to avoid his icy glare and look at the door again, imploring it to open. “Oh don’t worry about her. She is busy, and even if she notices something’s off, my brother-in-law will take care of her.”

  “Don’t hurt her,” I say, knowing he would do exactly that if I scream.

  His eyes glint wickedly and his smile twists. “Oh I don’t plan on it. It’s you I want, and you’re gonna come with me quietly, or she disappears for good.”

  “Just kill me already. That’s what you want, isn’t it?” I don’t care if he hurts me anymore, but I won’t let him take Shay.

  “I see you’re gonna be a pain in my ass. Good thing I brought this.” And quick as lightning something hits me in the neck. I turn to see someone else standing there with a needle be pulled out of my neck. Things just went from bad to worse.

  Hawk

  Something isn’t sitting right. Andrew seemed too damn calm when he was in front of the judge. He even smiled at us both when he left. Seemed like that guy has a death wish when he asked if Zoey would visit him in jail. Wolf had to pull me back before I clocked him. Now I’m drinking a beer at the local bar waiting for Eddy to show up. It’s a little early for a drink, but shit if I didn’t need one now.

  “I gotta bad feeling, man,” Wolf states as he takes a gulp of his beer.

  “Me too. But I can’t put my finger on it.” But before I could try to determine what it was, Eddy comes busting in through the door.

  “Fuck, you need to see if they got Andrew at the jail.” I look at him, but he seems out of sorts. Pulling out my phone, I make the call. And when I ask the question, and get the response, my blood freezes. He never made it to his cell.

  “Someone was bragging about how Andrew planned to get caught, then escaping when he was on the way to jail.” I freeze and before I can call Shay, Wolf’s phone is ringing. It’s Shay.

  “Fuck, yeah we’re on our way.” I look at him, dreading what he is about to say.

  “Zoey’s missing, backdoor is open. She said someone distracted her and they took her. It was Andrew. She fired a few shots at the back of his car, cops are there now. But he’s got her, man. Andrew took Zoey.” Fuck.

  I turn and look at Eddy who looks like he needs to say something.

  “What?”

  “I heard he was going to try to take your girl.”

  “Where?” I yell.

  “The swamp, he got a boat and he was gonna feed her to the gators.” I turn and find the wall in my way. Reaching back, I punch, sending my hand through the plaster.

  “We need to go, now.” Wolf pulls me out of my fit of rage and focuses on me. He’s right; we need to get Zoey back.

  “Let’s
go huntin’, brother.” That’s all I need to say as everyone follows me out of the bar.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Zoey

  “Just let me go, or shoot me, you piece of shit.” I’m tired, I hurt from the smacks across the face, and I’m worried about Shay. I don’t even know why I am talking to him. When I was with Hawk and Wolf, they showed me that I can be more, do more than just smile pretty. I’m not gonna let him get to me anymore. Shay is safe, and I know the guys are. That’s all that matters.

  “Where would the fun be in that? No, I have another idea. You like fucking them wild men, huh. Well we just might have to clean you up, or play. Whichever comes first?” Tugging on my hands, I do my best to get the rope loose, but he tied them too tight. We are sitting on a boat, a small one, and making our way down the bayou.

  “You’re crazy you know that,” I spit at him. But he just laughs at me and starts steering the boat further into the water.

  “Are you gonna be mine?”

  “Go to hell.”

  “Oh you will play with the devil, and when this ends, you will be mine.”

  “Do you have mental issues? I won’t ever consent to being with you, ever,” I sneer.

  “I think you will change your mind. I will be your one and only. No sit still while I get to where we are going.” But I don’t listen, I struggle to move, and manage to free my feet, I stand up in the boat to kick him, or find a way to get away. But he sees my attempt and pushes me in the water. Screaming, I fall into the swampy gator infested water. I know this part of the swamp, and I also know this is where my dad used to go gator hunting trying to find the rougarou. He never did, but that didn’t mean he didn’t lurk in the waters. Doing my best, I try to stay afloat. I hate not being able to swim like someone smaller, but the truth is, with all my extra chub, I float better. Being that my hands are tied, I can't actually swim too far.