To the Moon and Back

by Becca Van

It was up to his brothers, and he hoped like hell they made a move soon.

  * * * *

  Walt used hand signals to communicate with Dirk. What he wanted was for Emmet or one of the Donnybrook brothers to distract Gifford Smith so he and Dirk could take the shot. The only other option was to rush the bastard from behind, but he could still end up shooting Jodi.

  Just as he was about to step into view to signal Emmet and the other two deputies, Smith shuffled around the chair Jodi was sitting on, but the asshole never once shifted the muzzle of his gun from her temple.

  “I know you’re fucking there. Come out now or I squeeze the trigger.”

  Walt pointed to himself then Dirk and quirked an eyebrow, asking his brother to choose who’d reveal themselves and who’d remain hidden. While he didn’t think it was going to work since Gifford knew he and Dirk always worked together, it was worth a try.

  Dirk pressed a finger to his chest, then before Walt could take a breath, his brother held his arms in the air in a non-threatening stance as he walked to the edge of the living room.

  “Do you think I’m fucking stupid?” Smith screamed. “Come out, Walt. Now!”

  With a sigh of frustration, he stepped into view, trying to keep his gaze off of his trembling woman. From the way she was hunched she was in pain, but at least she was alive, and he was going to make sure she stayed that way.

  Losing the love of his life wasn’t an option. All he needed was an opportunity and everything would be over.

  * * * *

  “Who the fuck are you working for?” Emmet asked.

  Jodi had never been so scared in her life. The crazy cop was holding a gun to her head. All it would take was a flex of his finger and she’d be no more.

  The calmness in Emmet’s voice when he spoke somehow helped to center and calm her, even if she was still scared. She wasn’t dealing with this alone anymore. Although she hoped to come out of this situation still breathing, if she died, the last thing she’d see was Emmet’s handsome face.

  “It doesn’t fucking matter,” Smith replied. “If I don’t get the stuff before the end of tomorrow, I’m a dead man.”

  “You don’t need her, Gifford. Let her go,” Mica ordered.

  Smith snorted. “Yeah right, and as soon as I release her, you’ll all shoot. I’m not letting my only leverage and protection walk out of here. If any of you shoot, you know I’ll probably end up killing her.”

  If she survived she would spend the rest of her life telling and showing her three sexy men how she loved them.

  Since she couldn’t see Walt and Dirk, she stared at Emmet hoping that he’d give her a signal. While she had no idea what to do to stop the standoff, she knew she had to do something. The only scenario she could come up with was to push off the floor with her feet and throw herself to the side, chair and all. She couldn’t move right, since that was the side Gifford was standing at. The only option was to fall left, and it was going to hurt like hell. Her left shoulder was already causing her untold agony, but she couldn’t see any other choice.

  Even though he wasn’t looking directly at her, Jodi blinked her eyes hoping to get his attention. The slight twitch of his upper lip was the only movement he made, but it was enough for her. Still only using her eyes, she moved them to the left, then gazed at Emmet again. Another slight twitch, which she hoped was confirmation rather than denial.

  She briefly looked at the other two deputies, who both met her gaze before watching Gifford intently.

  Jodi closed her eyes as she prepared herself, shoring up her determined resolve all the while praying that none of her men or the other officers ended up getting shot. She opened her eyes, counted to three and shoved off from the floor as hard as she could.

  Shots fired simultaneously but she couldn’t see anything since the agony searing into her shoulder and head stabbed through her. A loud roaring set up in her ears, and though she tried to fight passing out, it was a fight she wasn’t going to win.

  Blackness engulfed her dragging her down into the murky abyss.

  Epilogue

  Two weeks later.

  Jodi sighed as she snuggled into Walt’s side while they watched a movie on the TV. It was an action movie she’d seen before and couldn’t seem to get into it.

  She was still shocked over the fact that a dirty cop had kidnapped her and threatened to kill her, but she was glad to be alive.

  Her shoulder had been dislocated and not broken, and though it had been put back into place, she was still having physical therapy to strengthen it. She’d also had a concussion after being hit on the back of the head with the butt of a gun and other contusions and swelling. She’d spent two days in hospital being treated, and while she’d urged her men to go home to get some sleep, one of them had stayed with her at all times.

  Gifford Smith had been shot in numerous places, but her men and the Donnybrook deputies hadn’t killed him. Though he was still recovering from his wounds, he was recuperating in the state’s prison infirmary awaiting trial. Smith had cooperated with the police after being captured, and Sheriff Luke Sun-Walker had called in the DEA as well as the FBI for a sting operation in their home town as well as Denver. When a group of men had arrived in Slick Rock a day after she’d been kidnapped, the lawmen had been ready and waiting. Arrests were made here and in Denver, and even the leader of the drug cartel operation was now behind bars.

  The landlord had also been helpful, and though he’d apologized for not thinking anything of the hole the last tenant had left in the living room wall, he’d realized it might have been significant. Of course, he’d repaired the wall and painted it before Jodi had leased the home, so she hadn’t been any the wiser.

  After the drywall had been cut away, the feds and other cops had found bags of money and bricks of cocaine hidden behind the plaster. They’d been taken to be used as evidence in all pending trials. Including Gifford Smith’s statement.

  She hadn’t been back to work since she was still having trouble with her shoulder, but she hoped in another couple of weeks, she’d be as right as rain. Talia, bless her heart, visited her every day in hospital and discussed the option with Jodi about hiring an employee. She’d agreed, of course, since they always seemed to be busy in the shop.

  A few days after Talia had placed the advertisement, the position had been filled. Jodi had met the young woman who now worked for them both.

  Walt, Dirk, and Emmet had been more protective than usual, and while she loved them to the moon and back, she was eager to get back into a routine, even if she couldn’t go back to work yet.

  She’d also been trying to get her men to make love to her by seducing them, but so far no joy. Nevertheless, she wasn’t going to wait anymore, and if she had to take drastic measures, then that’s what she’d do.

  Decision made, Jodi pulled from Walt’s arms and stood.

  “Are you all right, baby?” He frowned at her.

  “Are you in pain?” Dirk sat forward in his seat.

  “Do you have a headache, love?” Emmet asked.

  She turned to meet each of their gazes and smiled at them. “I’m fine. You can stop worrying. I just need to use the bathroom.”

  While she loved how solicitous they were being, she was also getting sick of being treated as if she were still an invalid, but that was all going to change tonight.

  She hurried from the room and into her bedroom, used the facilities, then washed her hands. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she tried to figure out what her next move would be. She brushed her teeth and then glanced toward the shower.

  The only thing she could think of was to go back to the living room naked. Surely, if her men saw her bare body, they wouldn’t be able to resist her any longer. They been walking around with erections on and off for the last two weeks, and though they’d tried to hide their hard cocks from her, they were hard to miss. She’d also caught each of them jerking off in the shower at least once since she’d been released from the hospital, but t
hat was all about to change.

  Jodi took the fastest shower on record, glad that she’d had a bath this morning, shaved and groomed. Now that she was fresh, she was ready.

  She unwound the towel from around her body, hung it on the rail to dry, and dumped her clothes into the laundry hamper. Sucking in a deep breath, she exited the bathroom, walked through the bedroom and down the hallway.

  The sight that greeted her brought tears to her eyes. The TV was off and soft music was playing in the background. Lit candles were strewn about on tables and the mantel, their orange flames dancing in the air. The fire had been lit and there was a blanket set in front of the flames on the floor. There was an ice bucket in the middle of the coffee table, a bottle of champagne chilling in it, and four champagne glasses sat around the bucket.

  She had no idea what was going on, but everything looked so romantic. No one had ever done anything so special for her before. Love swelled her heart to bursting, and for a second she wished she was dressed nicely for whatever occasion her men had planned.

  Emmet caught sight of her standing at the perimeter of the room, smiled, and walked toward her. His eyes heated with desire as he eyed her nakedness over, but then he entwined his fingers with hers and led her further into the room.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he said as he helped seat her in the middle of the sofa.

  “A sexy goddess.” Dirk winked.

  “You’re so fucking perfect,” Walt rasped out.

  Before she could respond to her men’s compliments, Emmet tugged his hand from hers and stepped back. Dirk and Walt moved closer to him until the three men she loved with her whole heart were standing side by side by side. They were all so muscular and good-looking, they took her breath away.

  She frowned when all three of them suddenly moved closer to her and one by one went down on bended knee. Her heart flipped and her belly fluttered nervously.

  Walt cleared his throat as he cupped her cheek. “I love you, Jodi Regan. Please marry me?”

  Did he just… Oh my god.

  Tears of happiness welled in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. “I love you, too, Walt. I’d be honored to be your wife.”

  Walt leaned forward, pressed a soft kiss to her lips, then drew back again.

  Dirk reached out, took one of her hands between both of his. “You’re my world, sweetie. I love you so fucking much. Will you please marry me?”

  “I love you, Dirk. Yes, I’ll marry you.” When he bent toward her, she leaned up and they kissed chastely.

  “You’re every breath I take, love. You made me whole when I didn’t know there were pieces missing. I love you to the moon and back. Marry me?” Emmet asked.

  “I love you, Emmet.” She smiled at him then Walt and Dirk before meeting Emmet’s gaze again. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

  She glanced down when Emmet released her left hand then gripped her wrist. She gasped as Walt slid a sapphire and diamond white gold ring onto her finger. More tears of joy flowed down her cheeks. “It’s beautiful. Thank you, all of you.”

  Dirk spun toward the coffee table, still on his knees, reached for the bottle of champagne, popped the cork, and poured the bubbly golden liquid into four glasses before handing them out. They tapped the glasses together gently and took a sip.

  As much as Jodi loved their romantic gestures and the proposals, she was ready to move things along.

  She stood, placed the glass back onto the coffee table and held out both of her hands to her men. Dirk and Emmet clasped them as all three of her men rose.

  “I want to make love with you all.”

  Her men nodded then guided her toward the blanket. They’d obviously had the same plans, because there was everything they’d need for them to consummate their engagement set out on the rug. There was a box of condoms, a tube of lube, and even hand wipes.

  As soon as she stepped onto the rug, she turned to face them. Walt stepped closer to her, wrapped an arm around her waist, tugged her against his now bare chest, and slanted his mouth over hers. She moaned and didn’t even bother trying to work out when he removed his shirt. All she cared about was kissing, touching, and loving her men.

  He tangled his tongue with hers and she caressed over his shoulders, chest, and lower.

  When she reached the waistband of his jeans she undid the button and lowered the zipper. She heard clothes rustling as they kissed and hoped that Dirk and Emmet were getting naked. A moment or so later, a warm bare chest pressed up against her back and lips started kissing and nibbling on her neck.

  Walt released her lips, lifted her feet from the floor and higher against his body, then he sank to his knees and lowered her to the fluffy blanket. Emmet and Dirk knelt, then laid down beside her. Dirk palmed her cheek, turned her head toward him then opened his lips over hers.

  Emmet cupped a breast, pinching and plucking at her nipple.

  Walt, who was now naked since she felt his legs brush against the inside of hers as he situated himself between her splayed legs, settled onto his belly and licked her pussy from bottom to top.

  She moaned and bowed her hips toward him. She been needy for days and was way beyond the necessity for foreplay. Jodi wanted all three of her men filling her body, and she wanted them now. Reaching down, gripping Walt’s hair and tugging on his tresses while breaking the kiss with Dirk and gasping, she said, “Now! Please, I need you all now.”

  Walt surged up onto his knees, gripped the base of his hard cock, notched the head to her pussy, and drove into her hard and fast.

  “Yes!”

  “Hold onto me, baby,” he rasped out.

  She clung to him just before he rolled them over so she was draped over him.

  Dirk got up onto his knees, crawled around behind her, tore open a condom, covered his suited up dick with lube, and began to breach her ass.

  Jodi pushed back against him until he was embedded in her ass balls deep. Her men held still, and while she appreciated their consideration and giving her time to adjust to their intimate intrusion, she needed to move. She braced her hands on Walt’s chest until she was sitting upright, impaling herself onto his cock further, then searching for Emmet.

  He was ready and waiting for her, his heated gaze locking with hers while pumping his hand up and down his shaft. Jodi leaned toward him, shoved his hand from his dick, wrapped her palm and fingers around his erection, then swirled her tongue around the head.

  Just a taste of his spicy precum and she was hooked. She opened her mouth wide, took him as deeply as she could into her mouth, and began to bob.

  Dirk retreated from her ass and as he plunged back in Walt withdrew from her pussy. She sucked, bobbed, and licked. They pumped and thrust their hips, incrementally increasing the pace until their bodies slapped against hers.

  She cupped Emmet’s balls, rolling them gently in their sac as she suctioned her cheeks in and licked the underside of his dick.

  The pressure grew rapidly until she was teetering right on the brink of ecstasy.

  Walt tweaked a nipple before shoving a hand down between their bodies and squeezing her clit between his finger and thumb.

  That was all it took to send her rocketing toward the stars.

  She shook and trembled. Her internal muscles clenched and released as she came so hard she colors exploded in front of her eyes. Emmet fingers in her hair tightened just before he shouted and came. She gulped down his salty-sweet essence as it shot over the back of her tongue and down her throat.

  Dirk groaned as he speared his dick back into her ass then shouted as he, too, climaxed.

  A second later, Walt roared as he orgasmed. She felt each jolt and twitch of their cocks as their cum spurted from their dicks deep into her body and the condom.

  The pleasure began to fade, but she couldn’t wipe the smile from her face.

  She’d been so alone for so long, she still had trouble believing these three men loved her. Her heart was so full of joy and happiness she felt as if her soul had soared
to the heavens.

  Jodi had three wonderful men to spend the rest of her life with, and she was going to do everything within her power to make sure they were as happy as she was.

  THE END

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