* * * *
Sodo unzipped Francesca’s dress as she was talking a mile a minute still about tonight, about playing the fiddle and being asked to play sometimes for the band and get paid. She was so excited and happy that it made him and his brothers happy too.
“I don’t know about this. There were a lot of men looking at you while you played, and I don’t know if you realized it, but when you bent down low to get into the fast tunes, I could see a whole lot of deep cleavage. Those are ours,” Gordon said and she chuckled as her dress fell. Sodo reached for the clip to her bra. When it fell she reached out and pressed her palms against Track’s bare chest. “They do belong to you, and your brothers,” she told him.
“Damn straight.” Track cupped her cheeks and began kissing her. Gordon and Century were undressed and getting the lube before positioning themselves on and by the bed. Sodo kissed her shoulders, her back, and down her spine. When she bent slightly it aroused him, her show of acceptance and submission. He hadn’t expected to want that so badly from her, but he was a dominant man. He loved a woman who obeyed his commands in the bedroom, but with Francesca it was so much more. He always felt a little on the edge of concern for her fears if he pushed too much, but she let him know, let them all know when she was fine and wanted more. He ran his palm along her ass cheek and outer thigh. He loved her curves, the feel of her skin.
“Let me see that lube, Century,” he said as he trailed his finger along the crack of her ass, then leaned forward and licked her there. Century pressed his mouth to her shoulder and back as he lowered the tube of lube to Sodo’s hand. She moaned softly.
“I love these breasts. Love how big and full they are and how they can’t fit into the palm of my hand,” Track told her and she bent a little further and moaned.
“I’m so fucking hard right now,” Track said. “I am too,” Century added with a palm to her back as Sodo slid a finger of lube to her asshole. “Sodo,” she hissed.
“I need you,” Track said and that was it. In an instant the need and carnal desire took over and there was no more room for talking. As she bent and sucked on Track’s cock, Century massaged her back and ran his palm underneath her to her pussy. He fell to his knees and stroked her as Sodo stroked her asshole.
“I’m going in,” he said and stood up. Century moved and she kept sucking on Track as Sodo gripped her hip, pressed his palm up and down her back, and nudged his cock into her asshole. The sight, the sounds were too much, and he closed his eyes and rocked deeper and deeper until he felt that plop sensation as his cock dipped into the depths of her tight asshole.
He held onto her hips and rocked and thrust as she sucked up and down on Track’s cock. Track held her hair and head and they locked gazes. “She’s ours. Every fucking inch of her,” Track told him.
“Sure the fuck is,” he replied.
“Goddamn that looks so good. We need her too,” Century said.
“Hell yes we do,” Gordon added and he lay on the edge of the bed, stroking his cock and watching.
“Ease off, honey, the others are joining in,” Track told her and she eased her mouth from his cock and Sodo wrapped her up in his arms, his cock balls deep in her ass, and slowly walked her to the edge of the bed. She lowered down to lick Gordon’s cock and he let her for a few seconds.
“I need in that pussy now,” he told her and they maneuvered her up on top of him and she eased down over Gordon’s shaft. They both began to rock up and down into her pussy and ass. Sodo ran his palms over her body everywhere he could touch and squeeze. He wanted to infuse his scent, his mark, his love and possessiveness into her so she never second-guessed how much she meant to him and his brothers. In and out they continued to thrust and Century got up on the bed and took her mouth. She eased it between her lips and now the three of them were thrusting into her when Sodo came with a roar. He eased from her ass and kissed her shoulders, neck, and spine. Before Century could pull from her mouth, Track took Sodo’s place and eased in behind her. “I love you so much, Francesca. So fucking much,” he said and then thrust right into her asshole.
Sodo smiled and walked to the bathroom to wash off his cock. He knew he would be ready to take her mouth next, and they would all make love to her over and over again tonight. When he returned to the bedroom Gordon was coming in her pussy and Century was standing there stroking his cock as Francesca cried out her release.
“Almost there. Fuck!” Track roared and came.
“My turn, man. I waited too fucking long,” Century said and as Track pulled out Century wrapped his arm around her waist and hauled her off of Gordon. He laid her on the bed on all fours and cupped her pussy, fingered her as he slid his cock into her asshole from behind.
“Century! Oh God, yes!” she exclaimed and Sodo smiled wide as Century rocked into her from behind, and the more he thrust, the further onto the bed she lay. She was flat to it as he gripped her shoulder and her hip and slowed his pace. He ground his hips deeper, harder into her.
“Ohhh, ohhhh.” She moaned loudly and low. She was panting.
“Goddamn, Century, you setting us up for one hell of a challenge tonight,” Gordon said to him.
“I sure a shit want to get her to moan like that too,” Track added and they chuckled.
“The best for fucking last. Ain’t that right, honey? God I love this ass, and I love you, Francesca. I love you!” He grunted.
“I love you too.” She moaned and Century came in her ass and hollered out like Tarzan. They all laughed then took care of her and rested before they made love to her again and again.
* * * *
Francesca stirred as she heard the sound of a cell phone ringing. She blinked her eyes open but she was just too tired. It felt like they had just gotten to sleep only minutes before. She was sedated, exhausted, and heard the mumbled whispers and footsteps. She opened her eyes and saw Sodo and Track exit the bedroom. The mattress dipped, and Gordon readjusted the covers over her body and kissed her head and hair. “Go back to sleep,” he said to her.
“Everything okay?” she asked in a husky, hoarse voice. He chuckled.
“All is good. It’s work related,” he said and she snuggled deeper into the pillow. She couldn’t fall back to sleep right away. She thought about their jobs, and how they knew about Zane and were working the same case as Castle and his team. She wondered if they were still on an investigation in finding Zane. Angelina said she overheard her men talking about some gangsters and the feds’ involvement still. They were working a case now and it made Francesca wonder if they would have to leave her at all to maybe travel. Would they be safe? She wondered.
She started to worry when she felt the bed dip on her other side. Century snuggled up next to her and kissed her head. Instantly there was a cocoon of warmth from both men snuggling close. She drifted off for a little while longer, never even sensing Track and Sodo returning as Gordon and Century kept her safe between them. She felt warm lips kiss her neck and shoulder, then the sheets lower down a bit before a mouth landed on her nipple and part of her breast. She blinked her eyes open as Gordon rolled her to her back and Sodo and Track gripped her ankles and spread her wide. She looked down at them and they seemed so serious. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing,” Sodo said but she could tell that both him and Track looked upset. She glanced at Century and Gordon and they were sharing the same expression but then softened them and both reached out to raise her arms above her head.
“We love you so damn much,” Gordon told her and kissed along her armpit. She giggled and tried pulling back.
“Someone is ticklish I see,” Century said and he licked along her breast and armpit then nipped her inner arm where her elbow bent. Sodo lay against her left leg and caressed her inner calf and thigh up to her groin and pussy. Track did the same on the other side and she shivered, fully exposed to them, naked, and now her pussy creamed. Her lips parted.
When Sodo slid a finger to her cunt she gasped. All hands moved away
from her body. They mumbled curses and lifted up. She pulled her legs to her chest and turned.
“You’re sore?” Sodo asked.
“She’s hurt. Fuck. We hurt her. Fuck.” Track stood up and started to pace. She squinted at him and reached out. Century pulled her back down.
“I’m fine.”
“The fuck you are. Sodo,” Track said to him fiercely. “I’ll get the bath started.” Gordon got up and headed to the bathroom. Tears filled her eyes. She was shocked and she really wasn’t that sore.
“What are you doing? I want to make love to you guys. I want this,” she said to them.
Century caressed her thigh, Sodo and Track already pulled their jeans back on, and now Century got up quickly. “You’ll soak in a nice hot bath and we’ll take care of you and make this up to you,” Century said. She held the sheet against her chest.
“What in God’s name are you all doing? I’m fine. It’s a little bit of achiness and expected.”
“Bullshit. You shouldn’t feel any pain and not from us,” Track said and walked farther away from her. The tears hit her eyes. She felt one fall. She shouldn’t have let on to the pain. She screwed up. She was making them push her away. Oh God, they would think she was weak or not worth their time, their love. More tears fell and she slid to the edge of the bed.
“Slow down or you’ll hurt worse.” Sodo stopped her and she grabbed his hand and held it against her chest. “I’m sorry, Sodo. I’m sorry to upset you guys and make you stop when you wanted to make love,” she said to him. He narrowed his eyes at her and shook his head. “We’re the ones who are sorry. We took you so many times together I lost count.”
“I loved it though. I can handle it. It’s just a little pain. I felt so much worse than this really, so if you just try again I know I’ll be fine.”
“What did you say?” Track raised his voice. She flinched and leaned back.
“Feeling pain is not normal, nor is hiding the pain from us acceptable. We didn’t mean to cause this, but I know if you soak in a bath for a bit it could help. Let’s do that okay?” Sodo said and he gave a look to Track as he lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom. She remained silent. Her comment about feeling worse pain was a stupid thing to say. True but stupid because it really upset them and Track seemed worse of all. As she settled into the tub at their orders she could hear Sodo arguing with Track. He said something about parties, drugs, abuse, and the case. Women were dead and when he mentioned Freemont and Redfield, she knew they were talking about one of the many party houses she had been forced to go to with Zane. Why were they discussing it?
“Just soak, sweetie. Do you need anything besides the water?” Century asked her. He remained with her in the bathroom as his brothers argued.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“No, you don’t have a damn thing to be sorry about. We love you, and don’t want you to ever feel pain again. Feel anything that would remind you of him.” It hit her. That was why Track was so upset. She said she felt worse pain, but they felt like they caused her this pain she had right now.
“I didn’t mean to say that I would be okay if you caused me pain or worse pain. I didn’t. I could have made love to all of you again. I’m not weak or fragile like you think, and especially not with this.”
“What do you mean not with this? You mean sex? Why, because Zane abused you, beat you into submission, forced himself on you, and even gave you drugs?” Track walked in, raising his voice. Sodo and Gordon were there too. “Drugs?”
“The fucking parties at the mansions. Did he bring you to those and force you to do things?” Track asked her.
“Track.” Sodo raised his voice.
“No! We need to know. She thinks it’s okay to feel pain from having sex,” Track said and he looked at her and it made her feel terrible.
“I didn’t say I was okay with having pain. I said I’ve felt worse and it was no big deal.”
“It is a big deal. We hurt you.”
“No. No, you didn’t hurt me. We made love together and many times. I’m a little sore, you’re all big men and—”
“And we should not be causing you pain,” Track added.
“You think you caused me pain simply because I’m a little sore? You think this little ache I feel is pain?” She asked and stood up. The water and soap dripped from her body as she grabbed the towel, wrapped it around herself, and held his gaze.
“For three years I succumbed to the abuse and power of a monster. Not only was I degraded, used, beaten, and terrified, I was raped, numerous times by him. Forced to bend down on my knees and pleasure him as he shoved his cock into my mouth despite me gagging, crying, pleading for him to slow down and be gentler. I went to bed at night battered, swollen, bleeding, ribs bruised, maybe broken, but there were no doctors, no treatment. I had to suck it up and sometimes, Track, sometimes I didn’t make it out of whatever room it was he decided to attack me in. So this is not pain you caused me. What the four of you have brought me is healing, is protection, love, and a weapon to face anything that could be an obstacle or fear with you by my side. You four gave me my life back, and I love you forever for that. So please, please don’t think that I am hurt or even scared now, or unsure if you’ll protect me. I’m perfectly fine because of you,” she said and then started to dry off when Track lifted her up into his arms and hugged her tight. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he held her as he carried her out of the bathroom. When he laid her down on the bed he pressed over her, his forearms against her head and neck as he stared down into her eyes. “You’re pretty damn mouthy,” he teased.
“You bring it out in me,” she countered and he snorted. His brothers chuckled. She looked at all of them, and reached her hand out to Sodo who took it and Century and Gordon were right there too.
“So tell me about this case and its connection to Zane and Redfield,” she said to him.
“Redfield? You heard us?” Track asked.
“You weren’t exactly whispering,” she said to him.
“You don’t have to do this or even think about the past and Zane,” Sodo said to her.
“I know I don’t have to, but I want to if it helps my four men to solve their case, and to be able to spend more time alone with me,” she said and Track smiled.
“First things first,” he told her, and lowered down to kiss her. Of course that led to more exploring and making sure she wasn’t sore down there. Sure enough, she was just fine, and talking about their case was going to have to wait until later.
* * * *
“If we could find out who rents the houses and connect them to the warehouses where the feds believe shipments of drugs are being distributed through, then surely will make a stronger case and lead to anyone else who is involved in this,” Century said to Sodo.
Francesca was sitting by the island in the kitchen, sipping at her water bottle and picking at some salad she made. Century was still stunned at her outburst earlier, yet encouraged that she was feeling so brazen with them, confident, and safe to express her anger, her emotions in general. She truly was theirs and him and his brothers would make sure to show her nothing but love. There was more she experienced while being involved with Zane, and with time those things would come out so that they could help her move on. He really didn’t want her in any way involved with this, none of them did, but their ultimate goal was to put Zane behind bars if not six feet under.
“There are about twenty of them, so where is the focus for this case?” she interrupted.
“What do you mean?” Sodo asked.
“Twenty?” Track said and ran his fingers through his brown hair.
She looked nervous and Gordon reached out and stroked her thigh.
“Specifically, where these bodies were found wasn’t far from Freemont.”
Her eyes widened and she gulped. “Bodies? Like you mean people were killed and left at the house?”
“No, women were killed and dumped by
random streams in the area. We’re only connecting the one house in Redfield that came up from an informant of Merdoff’s who resides around the area. Said the parties are invite only, a cover charge and anything goes.” Gordon continued to explain a little.
“Women, I don’t understand. I mean that makes no sense at all because women at these parties are just as important as the drugs and the deals being made,” she said, and of course now Century was concerned that she knew more than she let on to anyone, but also there could be something else happening here.
“Sounds to me like you witnessed more than you let on to anyone, even us, the detectives and feds who investigated your case and who are trying to track down Zane,” Sodo said and his brother looked angry.
She lowered her eyes and Century’s gut clenched. She slid off the bar stool and rubbed her jaw. They were all gathered around there and Sodo placed his hands on his hips.
“Start talking and I suggest you don’t leave anything out.”
“I don’t know what you want me to tell you. What would be significant in this case and I definitely don’t feel comfortable explaining things I may have witnessed but had no control over or could do anything about. Especially with Zane so close, or having guards around me constantly.” She crossed her arms and rubbed, then looked away. Sodo held firm.
“Just talk about what you saw, what you experienced, what these parties were all about, and who attended them.”
She nodded.
“The parties, the big ones at places like Redfield were once a month. Zane had begun to organize these events with business associates he got involved with after Clifton got arrested. That party Angelina was at, the one she was abducted and drugged at, was a special celebration for Clifton. He made a deal with Boger Slay, it had something to do with a shared investment where Clifton and Zane would use property and storage units they had for storing product, which at the time I didn’t know and didn’t care what that product was. I just overheard conversations. It seemed to me that Clifton wasn’t too thrilled at first, but Zane talked him into it. Clifton had been engaging in a few other deals and some criminal activity which ultimately landed him in jail for the year.” She looked away and tears filled her eyes as she shook her head.
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