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  “You be good, and tonight, we’ll go over some special moves, in the bedroom,” he said and winked.

  “Looking forward to it,” she replied, and he licked his lips as Cole set her down and she took the bag from Woodrow, but he held it as she tugged. “Woodrow, come on, I need to get dressed.”

  “Pay the toll first, remember?” he asked, and they chuckled as she kissed him, and then headed out of the room to go upstairs to change.

  “What did they find?” Cole asked Nathan.

  “They got a lead to a very widespread area with about four dozen cabins scattered miles apart. We need our hiking gear, night stuff, too. We might not be back by tonight,” Nathan told them.

  “Fuck. Okay, we need to help them find that woman,” Spade said.

  “We’ll gather everything up,” Bronco said.

  “Are you sure you want me to stay? I’m certain Frankie could hold down the fort with Avana.” Woodrow asked.

  “I’m sure. She needs to get used to all of us, separately and together,” Nathan said, and looked toward the staircase.

  “Last night, this morning, was all incredible. We took her together, separately, and many times. This is going to work, and it’s going to last,” Spade said to him, and Nathan nodded but he could tell that their brother in arms, their leader was feeling something more, but not letting onto it. Perhaps it was this investigation they said they would help with, and what they could find today. They knew all too well how these cases usually ended. Falzone and all of them who assisted in this could wind up finding a crime scene.

  * * * *

  Gail was laughing at something Austin said. He was so attentive to her, and romantic, too, as he suggested them getting some food to go and having it outside under the moonlight near the park. They talked about work, then about family. He didn’t have any, and had actually been in the service for a few years, but things didn’t work out.

  As they cleaned up the garbage, he took a seat next to her and just stared up at the sky. She watched him. She was seeing a completely different man than who he was at work. She felt an attraction to him, and then he turned to look at her. He reached out, cupped her cheek and ran a thumb along her jaw. “Come home with me tonight. I don’t want this perfect evening to end,” he said to her, and then leaned closer and kissed her. It was gentle, sweet, and then deeper.

  She reached up and touched his cheek. He tightened, then relaxed and kissed her a little more thoroughly. The desire, the need to feel a man’s hands on her because priority, and she ran her hand along his thigh, and a moment later, he hauled her onto his lap so she straddled his waist and he gripped her tighter, with passion and heat. He plunged his tongue into her mouth and she gripped his head and hair and rocked her hips against him. When he gripped her hair tight and tugged it back so she pulled her mouth from his, he looked fierce, needy and commanding.

  “Say yes. Come home with me now,” he commanded, and she stared into his dark eyes.

  Her gut clenched. She liked him, but he was her boss, this was dangerous to do. Yet, it had been a while since she had sex. She was horny, needy, after fantasizing night after night about Keith who would never give her the time of day. Austin had, and it wasn’t like she was a virgin or anything. He tugged again, and his jaw tightened.

  “Yes,” she said, and he smiled softly then pressed his mouth to hers, and ran his palm up her thigh under her skirt. She gasped when his fingers touched her cunt. She pulled from his mouth to look around them, but knew no one was there.

  “We’re alone. I would never expose you or your body to anyone. It will be mine to bring pleasure to, to make you beg for mercy, and call out my name.”

  “Oh my God,” she said against his neck, and suckled on it as his strokes grew deeper, harder, and she came.

  He was fierce, and she felt trepidation, wondering if he would be too much of a wild lover, but she said yes, and she wouldn’t take that back. Didn’t want him thinking she was a tease. They had something here. Something strong and deep.

  When he pulled his fingers from her cunt and brought them to her lips, she was shocked.

  “Taste your cream, Gail. Tonight is going to be amazing, and you will never feel the same again,” he said, a promise of ecstasy in the bedroom she sure could use right now.

  She parted her lips and he pressed his wet digits into her mouth. She sucked on them, hard, as he pressed a little harder, almost making her gag. His eyes narrowed, then he pulled them out.

  “You are even more perfect than I imagined.” He lifted her up with ease, and she wasn’t exactly a lightweight. He carried her out of the park and to his car. She hugged him and kissed his neck. He tightened up again but then set her down by the car. He kissed her hard on the mouth and she leaned back against his car. He rocked his hips against her, as he gripped her hair and head. He pulled his lips from hers, and stared down at her. “Tonight is our night Gail. I don’t know what kind of lovers you’ve had, but I promise you, there were none like me.” He pressed his mouth to hers again, then pulled her back away from the car, ran his palm along her ass and then spanked it hard as he released her lips. She gasped.

  “If you obey me, I promise to bring you to orgasm like no other ever has,” he said to her, and stroked her cheek then her lower lip with his thumb.

  She felt aroused, wild, and something told her that she was in for one hell of a ride with Austin, the disciplinary hard ass boss form work. “Bring it on, Austin. I can handle anything,” she said.

  He pressed his thumb to her mouth as he smirked, and she sucked on it, tried to act so sexy and seductive that he would feel just as wild as she felt right now.

  “Let’s go,” he said, and she released his thumb and he stepped back, opened the door and assisted her into the passenger seat of the car.

  She was shaking with anticipation, and then was shocked as he traveled farther and farther out of Ausberry, past Cinder and into Clemens, which was a farming area. As he drove along the back roads talking about having privacy to get away from it all and how he fell in love with this cute little cabin, she was surprised when he turned off the back road that was in the middle of nowhere and then up a private driveway. When the cabin came into view, looking rather dingy and not quite quaint, she felt uneasy, like maybe he wasn’t so well off, and pretended to have money. She didn’t want to insult him. He seemed so sincere and was definitely attentive. Who cared where he lived, just as long as he followed through with making her orgasm like he promised.

  He parked the car in the side garage. They closed up the doors and he took her hand, brought it to his lips and kissed her knuckles.

  When they got inside, he locked the door and then brought her right to the bedroom. There was a strange scent in the room, combined with incense. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her. His hands gripped under her skirt. He tore her panties from her body and she pulled back, surprised at his roughness but enticed by it, too.

  “Get undressed. Climb up onto the bed on your knees and grip the headboard,” he commanded, and her heart raced. She felt a mix of arousal, interest and fear. He was definitely going to spank her again.

  She undressed while he watched, then pulled his shirt off. She licked her lips. He smacked her bare ass hard. “Get up there,” he commanded. She did and felt ready for him. Wet for him. “Don’t look back here. Grip one of the posts on that headboard. Eyes closed,” he said, and she did and then she felt the bed dip, felt his naked body behind her, his thick cock, and she was shocked, and happy that he was hung so big. She felt excited about this and naughty and—

  She gasped when the blindfold went over her eyes, then knotted behind her. “Oh God,” she whispered.

  He chuckled. “Obedience is key, Gail,” he said, and then ran his palms along her shoulders and down to her wrists. She felt something go around one wrist then tighten. Was that a zip tie? She started to shake.

  “Austin?”

  Smack.

  “Oh.”

  The next on
e went on her other wrist and tightened.

  His mouth kissed along her shoulders, her neck, and then his palm slid down her back.

  He was breathing funny and then he pulled away, stepped back, and left her there.

  “Austin?” She said his name and pulled on the bindings, but they wouldn’t budge.

  “How many men wanted her tonight? Did she leave with any? Who are they?” he asked her.

  “What? Who do you mean?” she asked, suddenly feeling like this was a mistake.

  The strike to her back was hard.

  “Oh!” she cried out.

  “Did she leave with a man? Did Avana leave with a man?” he asked and struck again.

  “Yes. Six of them. Oh God, please let me go. Please,” she begged.

  “Not happening, Gail. Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to spread your legs so easily?” he asked.

  She started to cry with fear.

  “It’s going to be one hell of a weekend, Gail. I wanted her, but now I’m stuck with you. Let’s see exactly how much you can handle.”

  “No!” She screamed.

  Chapter Five

  “How do you want to handle this? The feds don’t seem too keen on our involvement,” Biani asked Spadaro.

  “Fuck them. It was because of Damon, and all our research and hard work that we even found that van, and got the evidence to the lab. We’ve pinpointed this area because of the location where the van was found. There’s no telling what we might find or if anything,” Spadaro stated.

  “Well, let’s break up in teams so we can spread out. Let the feds and the Rangers take the areas they want. Let’s just be ready in case we are on the right track and come face to face with this sick fuck,” Falzone said.

  “Okay, let’s do this,” Spartan said, and they headed out. Tat and his brothers, except for Vacarro, were in one team with Spartan, Hans, John, and Nolan. Brye was home with Cherokee. Biani, Falzone, Vella, and Messina were together, and then Cole, Nathan, Spade, and Bronco were together. Apparently, Woodrow and Frankie remained back at the house with Avana. Spartan would ask more about that later, right now, he just hoped this wasn’t a wild goose chase. Everyone was on edge, especially after looking at all the pictures, files, crime scene reports and autopsy reports on all the victims. This guy, whoever he was, enjoyed playing games, torturing his victims, sexually assaulting them, and then starving them to death. Hopefully they got lucky.

  * * * *

  Falzone was walking with Nathan and Spade. They had hit ten cabins thus far and the night was falling upon them. The feds were ready to call off the hunt, they were tired and frustrated. As soldiers, Falzone and all his friends of SoJ, weren’t tired, but determined.

  Nathan stopped everyone the second he heard the bird call. Bronco and Cole were farther ahead.

  “They got something,” Nathan said, and everyone held their weapons and moved, slowly approaching Cole and Bronco. “Fresh tracks from a car I think. They lead up that way, and that isn’t a route on this map we got,” Bronco said to them.”

  “Okay, lets head up, be ready for anything,” Nathan said, and they all headed up, taking their time to not make any noise. As they approached further, sure enough, deep in the woods was a small cabin, but only part of it could be seen. If they were minutes later, when darkness escaped the woods, they would have missed it. It wasn’t on the map.

  They surrounded the place, checked the side garage and no cars were there. No lights were on in the place, and they made their way in, simultaneously through the back and the front.

  As they shone their flashlights into the house, Falzone and Nathan cursed, nearly tripping over the body.

  “Meredith. Holy fuck,” he said. They illuminated the house, Nathan called it into the feds.

  “Don’t touch anything,” he said to everyone, and then Falzone rolled her to her back. They all made noises of disgust and anger.

  “She’s alive. I got a pulse. Holy shit,” Falzone said.

  “Jesus,” Spade stated, and then bent to the floor and pulled the medical bag off his shoulder. “I think she’s dehydrated, and has a broken arm,” he said.

  Falzone spoke to her. “Meredith, it’s Falzone, Carrie’s brother.” They stared at her battered face and body. She had bruises and cuts around her wrists and ankles, and had obviously been victimized.

  “Why are you touching her? You’ll contaminate the scene,” one federal agent along with two others made their way into the house.

  “She’s alive!” Spade yelled to them.

  “Holy shit. Oh my God, we got a live one,” he said, and tapped the other agent’s chest, and it aggravated Nathan the way they talked about her, like she was just a body, a victim, but also their only clue to finding the killer. They would make sure she got the best care ever. Nathan placed his hand on Falzone’s shoulder.

  “She’s alive, man. She’s going to make it,” He said to Falzone, and then glanced at Spade who started an I.V. until paramedics arrived on the scene with an ambulance.

  * * * *

  “So what did Tiana have to say?” Woodrow asked Avana.

  Avana ran the brush through her hair she just finished drying. She had the towel wrapped around her, and their plan was to make lunch and then relax together.

  “She was happy for me. Happy that I feel safe with you guys, and that I finally let my guard down and gave you all a chance.”

  “Smart woman,” he said, and as he stepped closer he pulled her into his arms and hugged her.

  “Who the fuck is Big Bob?” Frankie chimed in, coming from the other room after showering and only wearing a towel.

  Avana’s cheeks turned red and she stepped from Woodrow’s arms and headed into the bedroom to get dressed.

  “Well?” Frankie asked.

  “Who mentioned him?” she asked and went to grab her top but Woodrow crossed his arms in front of his chest and stared at her. She exhaled. She couldn’t tell them it was her sister’s vibrator. Jeesh. She was hoping Frankie hadn’t heard her sister mention Big Bob.

  She sat on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs and held the towel tight against her body to keep it from falling.

  “Start talking. Who is he? Someone you were dating once?” Frankie asked.

  “You know I haven’t dated anyone since Ben.”

  “Well, who is he?” Woodrow asked.

  “Well,” she said, and made a funny face and then laughed. “Actually, it’s a joke between my sister and I. We were out once, and she tried talking me into getting this…well, a vibrator and it was huge and thick, and she called it Big Bob. We joked about buying it and helping us through our dry spells,” she said as Woodrow closed the gap between them, lifted her up and covered her body with his.

  “A vibrator huh?” he asked and suckled against her neck.

  “Arms up, woman,” Frankie commanded, and she did. She raised them up and Woodrow lifted, and he undid the towel exposing her body to them.

  “God damn, I love unwrapping her,” Woodrow said.

  “I want to know how big Big Bob was?” Frankie asked, and climbed up next to her with one knee on the bed.

  “Big,” she said, her voice sounding a lot sexier than she intended. Woodrow cupped a breast, massaged it, and then tugged on her nipple with thumb and pointer. “Oh.”

  “Bigger than this?” Frankie asked, letting his towel fall and showing off his thick, long, cock.

  “No way,” she said. “You put it to shame. All six of you do.”

  “Good answer, baby,” Woodrow said, and lowered down between her legs, spread them and began to feast on her pussy.

  Frankie cupped her cheek and held her gaze. “I find it very interesting that you went shopping for vibrators. That must mean you like other toys, and are open to some play,” he said, and pressed his lips to hers. She moaned into his mouth as Woodrow switched from tongue to fingers, stroking her.

  She came. Just like that. With the little bit of talk of vibrators, sex toys, and the looks in their eyes
. She aroused them, pleased them, and for some crazy reason, it made her feel more confident and empowered.

  Frankie released her lips and trailed his mouth down her throat to her breast. He cupped it as Woodrow suckled her cream from her pussy then stood up.

  “We want you,” he said, undoing his pants and stepping from them.

  Frankie lifted his mouth from her breast as she spoke. “I need you, too. Lay down, Woodrow,” she said to him. His eyes widened, but then squinted.

  She could hear Frankie’s breathing hitch, and then as Woodrow climbed up onto the king-sized bed, she lifted up and tackled him to his back, straddle his hips, and kissed him. Frankie’s palm landed on her ass, kneaded her ass cheeks, and then his lips pressed along her spine.

  She pulled from Woodrow’s lips and trailed her mouth down his body, over his pectoral muscles where she nipped the tiny pink nipple, then twirled her tongue around it.

  “Avana, oh damn, baby, that is incredible,” he said when he tugged with her mouth and teeth. She did it again, lifted her hips off of him, felt the cool air to her ass and cunt, and then Frankie’s fingers slide into her wet channel from behind.

  “Mmm.” She moaned as she feasted on Woodrow. Woodrow gripped her hair and head, massaged it and then down her shoulders.

  “You got me thinking wild and crazy things, woman. Like tying you up, spanking that ass, then taking you in every hole until you tell me you’re mine. That you belong to me and to my team,” he said.

  She felt so aroused, so desirable.

  Smack. Smack.

  She pulled from his nipple and gasped, then looked over her shoulder at Woodrow, who was pumping his fingers into her cunt with one hand and licking her asshole with his mouth as he held her hip.

  “Fucking delicious. I’m going to fuck this ass, baby. Spank it and fuck it while you ride Woodrow,” Frankie told her, and Woodrow pinched her nipple and tugged on it hard.