Healing Hearts 6: To Love Again

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  “I asked you a question, Emma. Are you seeing someone?” he snapped at her.

  “Martin, I was going to talk to you about it over the weekend. It’s been a long week and, well, an exciting one.”

  “This is why you didn’t want me staying at your place?” he asked.

  “Martin, it’s new.”

  “Are you fucking another guy? How could you do that to Westin? He wanted what was best for you. Who is this dick? I want a name. I want information.”

  “Martin, calm down. It’s complicated.”

  “What the fuck do you mean by complicated?”

  “It’s Mercy, you know.”

  He was silent, and then it hit him. “More than one guy? You’re fucking more than one guy?” he yelled at her, drawing attention to him, but he didn’t care.

  “Martin, I’m not having this conversation with you. It’s been four years. Four since I’ve been with anyone. I care about these men. A lot. It’s new.”

  “How fucking new? How could you do this to Westin? To me? To his family? They adore you, and now you shame him and his family because of sex. How the fuck did these men manipulate you into bed? Fuck. I can’t believe this. It’s my fault. I should have made you stay or left the department years back. This is not happening. How could you do this, Emma?”

  He could hear her crying.

  He had to try and save his plans with her, to figure out a way to get into her head so she would put these men aside and be with him. He would go there, and he would take her away. It was the only option he had, but he needed to be slick.

  “Text me their names. I don’t trust this. You’re inexperienced, naive, timid, and easily manipulated, especially by multiple men. Send their names now. I can’t believe this. I’m going into a dangerous situation tonight, and all I kept thinking about was you, Emma. How you’re here for me like I’ve been here for you. I don’t feel right at all. Something could go wrong, and now this will be on my mind.”

  “Oh God, Martin, please be careful. I’m sorry. This just happened in the last few days.”

  “Then it’s too new to be committed, to think these men want anything other than sex. They could be after something more. To control you, to invade your life, take it over, and when they are done, they’ll toss you to the curb. You’ll be used goods, a woman who slutted her body out for multiple men.”

  “No, Martin, it isn’t like that at all.” She was sobbing.

  “If something happens to me tonight, you live with the fact that you caused the distraction. You caused me to not stay focused. My plan was to take care of you, to protect you, and it’s what Westin asked of me that night he was shot, when he lay in my arms bleeding and begged me to take his place. You live with that knowledge that you turned your back on Westin and on me. I’m done.”

  He ended the call and hoped he put enough guilt into her head to make her pull back from the men she’d started screwing. Holy fucking shit. He’d waited too long. Should have seen this coming. She was young, extremely attractive, sweet, shy, and of course, she would be seduced. When he heard his phone ping, he glanced at it and smirked. She’d sent their names. Now it was time to do some dirty work before the botched raid tonight. He get shit on these guys or make it up. She wouldn’t believe them, she would believe him because of Westin. His pan could still work. Emma would be his woman and in his bed soon enough.

  * * * *

  Emma was sobbing as she leaned against the building and held her phone to her chest. She couldn’t believe it. Martin was so angry and hurt. He had always put her first, always cared about her, and taken Westin’s words to heart. It was obvious that he wanted more from her and was jealous, and of course, the things he’d said made her feel guilty and sick to her stomach. She couldn’t stop crying. What would Westin’s parents say when they found out about her relationship with Miller, Houston, and Eagan? What if it did fail and these men were after possessing her and her body and nothing more?

  She was confused, sad, and now worried about Martin. He was going into a situation tonight, and he could get hurt and their last words had been in anger. She wouldn’t be able to live with herself if something happened to him, and she had made him so angry and hurt. She hadn’t realized he cared so much and really thought that they could be together. That he could take Westin’s place. No wonder he wanted to stay at her condo with her. She was shaking now and not in the mood to go back inside. She didn’t want to face her men. Her men? Oh God, she was in love with Houston, Eagan, and Miller. Even though Miller was a complete control monster and very protective of her.

  “Emma?”

  She heard her name and tried wiping the tears from her eyes. Hands landed on her shoulders, and then Miller was wrapping her up in his arms. He had just arrived. “What the hell are you doing out here alone? Where are my brothers?” he asked, and she turned in his arms and hugged him and cried.

  “Oh God, what is it? What’s wrong, baby?” he asked.

  “What’s going on?” Houston asked, coming around the corner with Eagan.

  “I don’t know, but why was she alone out here?” Miller snapped at them.

  “She took a phone call because it was loud inside. She said she was going down the hallway, and then she was gone. That’s why we were looking for her,” Houston said to Miller.

  She sniffled and pushed away from Miller. “Stop it! Stop arguing.” She wiped her eyes and then looked away from them.

  “What’s wrong? Who was on the phone that upset you?” Eagan asked her.

  She looked at him. A soldier, a Marine, a tough, strong Marine who could go on a mission at any time and die. The tears rolled down her cheeks. Her nose filled up, and his eyes widened.

  “Emma, talk to us.”

  “I want to go home,” she whispered, voice cracking.

  “Why, when your friends are in there? Casey’s there, too, and you were having a great time,” Houston asked.

  “Who was on the fucking phone?” Miller demanded.

  “Martin. I heard her say hello to Martin,” Eagan said.

  “So this guy, the good friend who obviously wants in your bed, said something to you to get you this upset? Tell us now. Tell us what he said to you, or I’ll fucking call him up myself,” Miller threatened. He was very upset.

  “Call him? How could you?” As she asked, she knew the answer. Just as he’d looked up info on her, he’d probably looked up info on Martin. “Miller, you can’t do things like this. You can’t dig into my life and the people I know and care about.”

  “Yes I can. I protect what is mine and my brothers. Now obviously Martin said something to you to get you hysterical. You were sobbing when I got here.”

  Eagan’s and Houston’s expressions of concern went up a notch as scowls formed on their faces.

  “What did the fucking dick say?” Houston asked. Now Houston was cursing. This was a mess.

  A tear fell. “I told him about you guys. About it being new and how much I care about you.”

  “And his response was negative I gather,” Houston said to her.

  She nodded. “He was so angry, hurt actually. He’s always been here for me. He was there when Westin was shot, and he promised Westin that he would take care of me always and take his place.”

  “So he’s pissed because he wanted in your bed and we beat him to it. I said the guy was hot for you, and you didn’t believe me. The guy fucking called you every damn day after the abduction, and he sent you those fucking flowers at work. He wants you, and he can’t fucking have you.” Miller raised his voice.

  She pressed her fingers to her temples, feeling her head begin to pound harder. “I can’t do this. I don’t know what to say or how to process this. He said such hurtful things to me.”

  “What did he say?” Eagan asked her and stepped in behind her and caressed her shoulders. She leaned back against him, loving how instantly protected and cared for she felt in his arms. This wasn’t right. What Martin had done wasn’t right at all. Now she was ge
tting angry. She turned and faced the three men.

  “Don’t push us away,” Houston said.

  “We won’t let her,” Miller stated firmly.

  “Talk to us,” Eagan said, and she swallowed and spoke from her heart.

  “He said some mean things out of anger and more than likely jealousy. Perhaps it’s partially my fault.”

  “No, no, Emma.”

  She held up her hand as Houston spoke and then she continued. “Perhaps it was partially my fault because I allowed him to be such a part of my life in order to hold on to that part of Westin. They were best friends, and they were partners. He was around us all the time and even with me alone sometimes, and Westin trusted him. I never felt any kind of attraction, but I guess Martin did. I know that this relationship we started isn’t always accepted. That when Westin’s parents find out they could be angry or disgusted, but I can’t live my life allowing guilt and a pledge to never love another man rule my decisions and my needs.” She took a deep breath and exhaled.

  “I’m going to tell you something and make this night either worse and place me in a more vulnerable position and whatever happens happens…my heart is healed. It’s healed because of the three of you, and I don’t know if this will destroy the lust and desire we seem to all be feeling, but I’ve fallen in love with the three of you, and I’m so scared right now of losing you. Of believing what Martin said about you just wanting sex and to rule my life.”

  “Fuck him. We’re in love with you, too,” Eagan said and pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight. She squeezed him back, and he caressed her ass and made her feel that need, that deep desire to make love to them.

  “We were scared to admit it, too, Emma, but it’s real and it’s strong and we want you as our woman. We aren’t using you, and this isn’t temporary. We’re older, set in our ways, and we know you’re so young and gorgeous and could get any man or men you want, but this is it for us. You’re it,” Houston said to her. She reached out and cupped his cheek, and he lowered down to kiss her lips. When he released them, she looked at Miller.

  “Somehow you seemed to have wrapped yourself around my heart. Never been in love, but this must be it because you get under my skin like no other person has ever before. I think about you constantly. Want to handcuff you to my side so you’re always with me, always there to kiss, to hug, and to inhale and consume.”

  “Holy shit, Miller, that’s fucking deep,” Eagan teased, and they laughed, but Miller was dead serious as he pulled her to him by her hip and kissed her until she was limp in his arms. That guilty, uneasy feeling simmered low in her gut, but the power of this attraction, this love she shared with Houston, Miller, and Eagan was much, much stronger.

  Miller squeezed her ass and held her gaze. “We can leave right now or stay like we planned before heading to our place.”

  Before she could give a response, Caden appeared. “Hey, everyone is looking for you guys. Get back in here.”

  They laughed, and she fixed her eyes as Miller caressed her cheek.

  “You look perfect.”

  She smiled as he walked her into Corporal’s with Houston and Eagan close by. They never left her side, caressed her hips and ass, whispered promises of some kinky lovemaking for later, and she put the call from Martin behind her to think about another time and enjoyed being here with friends.

  * * * *

  “Close your eyes,” Miller whispered to Emma. She swallowed hard. He saw her throat move, and she did as he commanded.

  He unzipped her dress and let it fall to the rug. He inhaled her scent, absorbed the sight of her sexy round ass in the black thong panties and the matching black lace bra. He unclipped it and let it fall off of her. He whispered into her ear and slid his palms up and down her arms, letting his fingertips graze the outside of her full, round breasts. She moaned.

  “You are so obedient. You take orders well, and you will be rewarded.”

  She tilted forward and then teetered back.

  He pulled her hands gently behind her back, and Houston and Eagan stood naked in front of her. They stared at her body.

  He took off his tie and wrapped it around her eyes and head like a blindfold, and she moaned.

  “Oh God, Miller.”

  “Easy, baby. You trust us to bring you pleasure, to love you fully?” Houston said to her.

  “Yes.” She shivered.

  She was so sensitive, and he loved it. His dick felt hard, and he would love arousing her tonight. Torturing her with foreplay until she was begging for their cocks.

  He pressed his thumbs into her panties then pushed them down her thighs. He nipped her skin and licked along the way and helped her step from them.

  “Legs apart, take a step,” Eagan ordered, and she did then exhaled. Her thighs were quivering, and he palmed his way from ankles to the crack of her ass. “Bend forward.” He pressed his palm along her spine as Houston stepped forward.

  “Hands clasped, don’t touch him. Just accept his control, his direction,” Miller said, and then Houston tapped the tip of his cock to her lips.

  She opened, and he slid the tip along her cheeks, under her chin. She moaned, and then he pushed the tip to her lips.

  “So sexy and giving. You take your time. We have all night,” Houston said.

  Miller gripped a handful of her hair, slowly, gently and then caressed her curves. Eagan joined him on the other side and slid a finger up into her cunt. She moaned, her juices flowing.

  “So fucking wet,” Eagan said, and Miller licked his lips, stroked his cock, and rubbed it back and forth over her asshole and down the crack of her ass. He then pulled back, and Eagan pulled his fingers from her cunt, and Houston pulled his cock from her mouth.

  “Houston.” She moaned.

  Smack. Smack. Smack.

  “Oh!” She cried out and came. They could see the cream dripping between her legs.

  “Not yet, baby. You are going to learn our touch, our desires, and how hot and turned on you make us. You please us, baby. You are ours forever,” Miller said, and Eagan brought his cock to her mouth and slid into her. She ate at him hungrily.

  Smack. Smack.

  “Slow down,” Miller reprimanded and could see Eagan clenching his teeth, already ready to explode.

  Eagan gripped her hair and rocked his hips slowly. She moaned louder. Miller took the lube from Houston. They both squeezed some on their fingers, and Miller lowered down and kissed each ass cheek.

  “This ass is so fucking sexy. Round, firm, fuckable.” Smack.

  She jerked, and he slid a finger into her ass. Her legs parted, and her torso dipped. He pulled it out, and she moaned but Houston replaced Miller’s fingers with his fingers and stroked into her ass.

  She dipped and moaned again.

  “Oh, she loves being filled with cock.” Eagan pushed a finger into her pussy.

  “Not yet,” Miller said, and Eagan pulled from her mouth.

  Miller lay on the edge of the bed, spread his thighs, and held his cock in hand. Houston and Eagan moved her toward him and then bent her down so she could suck on his cock next. She did immediately, and the sight of her blindfolded with his blue tie, her breasts hanging forward, her hands still clasped as he’d ordered, and her ass sticking out toward his brothers made him almost come.

  “See if that ass is ready,” Miller said, and Houston stepped in behind her, caressed her ass cheeks, and then pressed his cock to her asshole.

  “Oh yeah. She is wet and warm, ready to get filled up.” He rocked into her ass slowly. She moaned and sucked on Miller’s cock.

  “Then it’s almost time.”

  Houston pulled out of her ass, and Miller pulled from her mouth. He lifted her up and lay her on her back then pulled her down by her ankles, and Houston and Eagan grabbed her thighs, spreading her and holding her wide open. She reached out.

  “Arms up behind your head,” Miller ordered, and she moaned and did it. She lifted her torso up and down.

  “Please,
Miller, please, I need you. I need all of you inside of me please.” She was almost crying with desire.

  He slid his palm over her breasts and down her belly to her cunt and asshole. “You are going to get that very soon. You please us with your obedience, Emma. We’re in control at all times and especially in the bedroom. Do you accept that?”

  “Yes!” she said without hesitation.

  His cock was dripping precum. He couldn’t hold out much longer.

  He brought the tip to her pussy. “Look at our goddess. Isn’t she a sight?” He slipped his cock slightly into her cunt.

  “Oh please.” She pushed forward.

  He pulled out. “Keep those legs wide open.”

  Houston and Eagan released their holds and stood up. They trailed their fingers along her curves, dipped fingers into her cunt one after the next and into her mouth so she could taste her cream. He watched her suck on Eagan’s finger like she sucked on his cock.

  “Now,” Miller said.

  Houston lifted her up into his arms and kissed her on the mouth. Miller lay on the edge of the bed, legs wide, and Houston placed her on top of him. She sank down onto his cock, and she cried out her release. Eagan aligned his cock and slowly began to nudge into her asshole. Houston brought her mouth to his cock and slid right in.

  And so it began. Every thrust, every stroke bound their hearts tighter, merged their worlds like nothing else had ever before.

  “You are ours forever. To protect, to love, and possess. No one else ever again, Emma. Ever,” Miller said, and they rocked into her, moaning, grunting, calling out her name as they came one after the next. His heart hammered inside of his chest, but he was bound to this woman, to his family forever, and no one, nothing, would break them apart or destroy this. Never.

  Chapter 7

  Caden’s gut clenched with concern. “Why would he open an account under Emma’s name? What was shipped?” he asked Detective Fountine.

  “We are trying to find out. We know that Martin Crest called her the other night.”