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  “I’m okay, Taylor. I just can’t believe what I’m hearing. That there’s a website with my pictures on it and men are bidding on me.” The tears rolled down her cheeks and she shivered.

  Kurt placed his hand on her shoulder.

  “Don’t think about that. Our friends are taking care of it. We’re going to keep you safe,” Kurt told her.

  “For how long? Forever? There are pictures of me in God knows what on the internet. You can’t take those back. No one can delete them.” She raised her voice and stood up.

  “I’ll let the four of you talk. I had some cruisers go by and check Mercedes’s place out and yours and there’s a police car out front of your places,” Max said and then exited the room.

  Taylor looked at Warner and Kurt.

  “You were never going to tell me about this. Tell Mercedes about this site?”

  “What for? So the two of you could worry like we’ve been?” Warner replied.

  “Yes. Because we’re in this together. We’re brothers. Mercedes is our woman and I have a right to know everything you two do,” Taylor told them.

  “Don’t fight. Don’t let them do this to us,” Mercedes said and then stood up crossing her arms in front of her chest. She took a few steps away from them.

  “Mercedes, it had to be like this. We didn’t want to scare you more and make you feel like you couldn’t leave the house or enjoy being with your friends,” Kurt told her.

  She turned to look that them. “Well that’s great, but I could have caused Alicia to get hurt. What if the guy had a weapon? What if you guys didn’t see him grabbing me? What if he hurt you?”

  “He didn’t. He’s a fucking loser who probably came across the site by accident, or has been watching but can’t afford to bid,” Kurt said to her.

  “Oh God,” Mercedes said and then covered her face with her hands.

  “Wonderful. He won’t be the only one then. Will he?” Taylor asked but they knew not to reply.

  Warner stared at her, held her gaze, and then took a deep breath.

  “I know you’re upset. We all are, but you need to trust me. To trust us on this,” Warner said to her.

  She stared at him and Taylor knew she was trying to be strong. He was angry and he didn’t know what to do or how to handle this. His woman’s pictures were on a website and men were bidding on her, hoping to buy her. Some asshole set it all up as if Mercedes and other women were objects, merchandise to buy. It was sickening.

  “I’m scared, Warner. I’m so scared,” she said and tears rolled down her cheeks.

  Warner pulled her into an embrace and held her. Taylor looked at Kurt who was straight faced but appeared to be biting the inside of his cheek. He would need to talk to his brothers alone later. But the thought of leaving Mercedes alone even for a moment made his heart pound inside of his chest. He couldn’t lose her. He wouldn’t lose her. His brothers better be ready to fill him in. No one was taking Mercedes from them. No one.

  * * * *

  Mercedes couldn’t help but to shake. Before they even allowed her into their home, Kurt and Warner did a check over the entire house despite Max saying that some of the other deputies had already done so. Warner’s phone kept buzzing, indicating he was getting texts and something was going on.

  Taylor held her hand and walked her into the bedroom.

  She kicked off her heels and then stared at herself in the full-length mirror in the bedroom. She loved this dress. Red always made her feel sexy and alive. She wanted to look and feel sexy for her men tonight. She clenched her eyes tight. Apparently, unbeknownst to her, someone was watching her and waiting to try and grab her. How many others were there?

  She jerked and gasped the moment Taylor’s hands landed on her shoulder.

  “Jesus, baby. It’s me. You’re okay,” Taylor said and then he pressed his lips to her neck.

  “Let’s get you undressed and into the shower. It will make you feel better.”

  She felt his heavy hand unzip the back of her dress. She closed her eyes as he glided his knuckles back and forth over her skin. It felt so good.

  The dress fell into a puddle of material around her ankles. His hands landed on her hips and she stepped from the dress.

  “I can never get enough of this body, baby. Never,” Taylor told her, running his knuckles down her shoulders then caressing her ass cheeks before he slowly pressed his cock against her. She could feel the thin layer of his underwear and the nakedness of his chest and muscles. She closed her eyes, let her arms fall to her sides, and just relished in the feel of Taylor loving her.

  He unclipped her bra and it fell down her arms. His thumbs glided under the material of her panties, along the thin black string, and then downward. Every inch, every caress sent waves of desire through her.

  His lips touched her neck and then he suckled hard on a sensitive spot.

  He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close.

  “I love you. I need to be inside of you.”

  “I love you, too. I want you inside of me,” she told him.

  He ran his hands down her arms over her breasts then to her mound. He cupped her pussy and she gasped.

  “In the shower. Come on.” He took her hand and she turned, walking with him willingly.

  It wasn’t long until he had the water turned on and helped her to step beneath the spray of the multiple showerheads.

  “I love this shower,” she whispered, closing her eyes and letting the water caress over her skin.

  She thought about the man who tried taking her and about his words.

  Over a million dollars they want for you. But I found you. You’re mine. And you’re fucking hotter than your pictures. And your fucking tits are huge.

  She shivered then felt Taylor’s arms wrap around her, hugging her.

  “Don’t be scared. It’s over, and you’re here with me.”

  She turned in his arms and stood on tiptoes as she pulled his face lower. “I need you inside of me. I need you taking his voice away and the words he said to me. Please, Taylor, make love to me please,” she begged of him then kissed him.

  He kissed her deeply and she got lost in the feel of his touch. His fingers found her pussy and pressed up into her. She reached down for his cock, running her hand back and forth over it, feeling it enlarge and get thicker. She cupped his balls and he moaned into her mouth.

  In a flash he pulled fingers from her pussy, gripped her hips, and lifted her up and against the wall. Her back hit the tile and the waterheads cascaded over them, between them, and suddenly she felt hot, faint, needy. She reached under as he did and grabbed hold of his erection then aligned it with her cunt. She sunk down as he pressed upward and then they both exhaled in relief.

  “Heaven, fucking heaven,” he said.

  She grabbed onto his shoulders, closed her eyes, and got lost in his strokes and the depth of which the act of making love seemed to reach.

  “Mercedes. God, baby, you feel so fucking good.”

  “Yes, Taylor. More, harder I need you,” she told him and counterthrust downward. He covered her mouth and kissed her again as he stroked faster and faster into her cunt.

  She loved the feel, the friction of her breasts rubbing against his pectoral muscles with every stroke. He was her lover, her man, and she adored him. She immediately thought about Kurt and Warner and wanted them, too.

  “Fuck, I’m coming. Come with me, baby,” he told her and she felt her body tighten and then his strokes deepen and speed up.

  “Taylor. Oh God, Taylor,” she moaned as she came and Taylor grunted and thrust one more time, shooting his seed into her womb. He laid his mouth against her shoulder and neck, his breathing heavy as he recovered.

  “Mine. I’ll always be her for you, baby. Always.”

  She hugged him tight and prayed that he could do just as he said and be here for her always.

  * * * *

  “Are you sure? Are you absolutely fucking sure?” Warner asked Gemini over
the phone.

  Kurt was next to him listening on speakerphone.

  “I closed down the site but not before placing a picture of her handcuffed and blindfolded, wearing panties and a bra, being led by you, smiling. We placed a huge ‘Sold’ sign on the page across the picture. The bids halted, the followers disappeared, and we deleted the account. Plus Slick sent a little virus to all the fuckers who were on the site, so I doubt they’ll be trusting anything R.J.S. National puts up from now on.”

  “That’s fucking awesome. God. I hope it worked and that no one will still try to take her,” Kurt said.

  “There’s always that chance, but we’ll have to wait and see. In the interim, Miami has organized a team as you requested to destroy the operation. He wants to see you in his office tomorrow,” Gemini stated.

  “What’s this about, Warner? Who is Miami?” Kurt asked him.

  “I’ll take care of it, Gemini. Thanks for everything you’ve done. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

  “I sure as shit hope so. Watch your ass. Miami has something up his sleeve.”

  “I hear you, and I will.”

  Warner disconnected the call and then leaned back in his chair. He had a lot to think about.

  “So spill the beans. Who is this Miami and why are you going to see him tomorrow?” Kurt asked.

  “He’s one of the connections. The one who has gotten me some pretty fucked-up jobs over the years.”

  “You said you were finished,” Kurt said, sitting forward. He glanced at his shirt and Warner knew he was probably thinking about the gunshot to his shoulder. A flesh wound that could have been the death of him.

  He looked away from his brother and then back at Kurt.

  “She needs to feel safe and to be safe. I, we can’t do this alone. This is a bigger operation than any of us had suspected. The right people in the government are involved now and this should end.”

  “You’re not going to see him. You don’t have to. This is the government’s job and not this dick who is going to hold it over your head. What is he going to do, send you on another dangerous mission?”

  Warner stood up.

  “Whatever he needs me to do. Mercedes is our priority.”

  “And if you die?” Kurt shot at him and stood up.

  “You and Taylor will take good care of her and love her like we talked about.”

  Kurt ran his fingers through his hair. “This is fucking bullshit.”

  “It’s the way it has to go down. If Miami finds these men and captures them, bringing justice to Mercedes and all those other women, then it will be worth it to go out one more time and pay my debt.”

  “And if he doesn’t succeed, then what?”

  “Then there’s no debt to pay. Just don’t tell Mercedes about this.”

  “And Taylor?”

  “We need to talk to him. He’s still upset.”

  “We will, or rather I will. For now on, Mercedes is never left alone. Even in this house.”

  * * * *

  Kurt climbed into bed and locked gazes with Taylor.

  “Warner is downstairs,” he whispered. Taylor nodded. He eased his body out from next to Mercedes and Kurt took his place. Kurt brought Mercedes’s arm over his chest and then ran his hands along her hips to her ass. He watched her sleep. She was an angel, so sweet and caring, and she didn’t deserve to be scared or hurt.

  He trailed a finger along her ass and down the crack. She moved and he smirked.

  He stared at her breasts and lowered down to take a taste. He licked the tiny bud and then pulled gently on it. She moaned softly.

  “I know you’re awake. I need you,” he told her and then rolled her to her back and climbed between her legs.

  He eased up and she blinked her eyes open then smiled. “Kurt.” She said his name in a soft purr that aroused his dick. He pressed his cock between her pussy lips and began to ease his way inside.

  “Let me in, Mercedes. Give me all of you.”

  “Always, Kurt,” she said as she ran her hands up his chest and over his shoulders. She rubbed him up and down as he began to sink his cock deeper and deeper into her pussy.

  “Yes, Kurt. Yes,” she said, tilting her head back, giving him full access to her body. He licked along her throat then nipped her chin.

  “I love you. I love being inside of you.”

  “I love you, too,” she said and he began to rock a little faster. He lifted her thighs higher and his mind drifted off as he stared at her large breasts swaying with every stroke of his cock. He thought about the man that touched her, grabbed her, and hurt her arm, leaving bruises. He stroked even faster and she moaned and gripped his arms tight as he fucked her, trying to destroy the memories of the incident and know for certain that Mercedes was right here with him, in his house with his brothers, too.

  “Oh God. Oh!” she exclaimed as she shook and came. He lost his focus and he couldn’t hold back. She drove him wild. Her body, the depth of the love he had for Mercedes, sent him over the edge and into his climax. He grunted and then growled as he came, then hugged her to him before rolling to the side and gently pressing her head to the crook of his neck.

  “This is where you belong. Always.” He kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes and cuddled close.

  They had to keep her safe. They had to.

  * * * *

  “I understand why you didn’t fill me in, but considering I’m law enforcement I think it’s pretty fucked up. But I forgive you. You and Kurt thought you were doing the right thing,” Taylor said as he leaned back in the chair.

  “There’s more. But this stays between you, me, and Kurt, okay?”

  Taylor nodded his head.

  “Without getting into too many details or dodging your questions you’re going to have, I may need to leave for a few days.”

  Taylor sat forward in his seat.

  “Leave? Where? Why?”

  Warner exhaled.

  “I thought you weren’t going to do anymore fucking government missions. What about Mercedes? And now, when all this shit is going on?”

  “The guy that my friends mentioned was helping us, the one I said I would owe a favor to if he helped resolve this situation and catch the men trying to take Mercedes?”

  “Yeah?”

  “I’ll owe him whatever he asks. I’m assuming it will involve a secret job, but I don’t know. I’ll do whatever is necessary to keep Mercedes safe. I’ll do it for her.”

  “But how can you make this type of deal with the man without discussing things first? Have you been working with him all along?”

  “No. I’m meeting him tomorrow.”

  “I don’t like this. What if something happens to you, then what?”

  “You and Kurt take care of Mercedes and love her.”

  “No. That’s not what we talked about and what we wanted to have together in sharing her. It isn’t right, and when Mercedes finds out she’s going to flip. You won’t be able to leave her.”

  “She isn’t going to find out because no one is going to tell her,” Warner said firmly.

  “Then you’ll lose the trust you gained.”

  “I’ll gain it back after I know she’s safe and out of harm’s way. I have no choice. Miami has already helped Gemini and the others take down the website and the bidding war.”

  Warner explained what went down and Taylor was silent.

  “I’ve never asked you or Kurt exactly what you do, what your jobs are when you disappeared for weeks or months at a time.”

  “Then don’t ask now. Let me take care of our family. You and Kurt watch over Mercedes while I’m gone.”

  Taylor nodded his head.

  “Nothing better go wrong, or I’m going to be seriously pissed off at you.”

  Warner nodded his head.

  “I’ll do anything for Mercedes. I’d give my life if necessary.”

  “So would Kurt and I. Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”

  Chapter 9

 
“I don’t understand how this happened. Who are these men?” Jeff asked Randall over the phone.

  “Obviously you underestimated them,” Randall replied and paced his office. This was bad. Really, really bad because the bosses knew about Mercedes and the bidding war. They were demanding to know who took her and where the money was.

  “We have bigger problems. The bosses heard about the sale,” Randall told Jeff.

  “So tell them what happened. Tell them someone hacked into the computer system but that Mercedes is still available. But off-line. We know our big money buyers well. In a situation like this we should contact someone overseas. Get her out of the country. Call in someone who can get into that small town and grab her right out from underneath that deputy and his buddy.”

  “You’re not getting this. No one will touch this situation at this point. I have no choice but to beg for forgiveness for fucking this up.”

  “Don’t do that, Randall. Leave it to Damien and I. We’ll get her even if we have to kill the deputy and his buddy. We’ll get her.”

  Randall disconnected the call. He was pissed off. The company had expanded in leaps and bounds. He was involved in so many business deals right now he wondered if he should just dump the selling of women. It was a dirty business, and with the Ukrainians taking over, he should sell out now while he was ahead.

  He thought about and decided to wait out Jeff and Damien. Selling Mercedes for over a million dollars would be the last sale. The others could be passed along with the business. He would make the call. His bosses had an interest in taking over. He would give them a good price for the contacts and the employees, and he would also get the money from the sale of Mercedes to the highest bidder. This would work. It had to.

  * * * *

  Mercedes gasped and sat up in bed. She was having another nightmare. This time instead of it being Jeff or Damien it was the same man from Spencer’s trying to take her.

  “Are you okay?” Warner asked her as her eyes adjusted to the darkness.