Four to Go (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (22 page)

“You disappointed me, Katie. You didn’t lift up as you were instructed, so that means you get another spank added. Now,
lift.”

She placed her feet on the edge of the bed and lifted her pelvis up as Mike’s hand delivered two quick, stinging blows. She held herself up for the third, but it didn’t come.

“Mike, please. I need to come. Spank me, Mike, harder, please, do it.” Her voice sounded strangled and rough as she begged.

With a smile, he leaned down and sucked her clit hard into his mouth, jabbing at it with his tongue and then ending with a long, hard lick through her creaming slit. He stood back up, and his hand descended once again, landing on her open pussy with a firm crack. “Don’t you dare come, Katie. We’re not finished with you, are we, John?”

“Not even maybe, Mike.”

Kate moaned softly as John’s mouth covered hers in a kiss of carnal need and desire. She threw her arms around him, holding him tightly to her, straining for the completion she knew was just a few strokes away.

Between nipping kisses wherever he could reach on Kate’s lips, neck, and breasts, John instructed Mike to help Tom onto the bed and to strip him naked and lube his cock.

* * * *

Kate watched, fascinated, as Mike prepared Tom’s cock for her, stroking it and then bending down and sucking the tip into his mouth. She watched as his tongue lovingly licked at the crest of Tom’s cock and as Mike tried to insert the tip of his tongue into the small slit on the tip. As Tom’s cock grew thicker and harder, Mike began slathering it with lots of lubricant.

“Okay, Mike, now let’s slide our Kate’s hot ass down on his cock. We can watch her take him all the way to his root. But slowly, Mike. Let’s spread her ass cheeks so that we can see every inch as it fills her, as she takes it all.” John piled thick pillows at Tom’s back, lifting him to a half-seated position with his thick cock standing rigidly at attention.

Kate was placed facing away from Tom, with her knees on either side of Tom’s thighs. John stroked Tom’s cock several times before inserting the thick bulbous head of his lubricated cock into the tightly pouting rosette of Kate’s ass. She moaned loudly as Tom’s cock forced its way past the tight sphincter muscles protecting the depths of her ass. When she tried to sink down on his meat, John and Mike prevented her, only letting her sink half way down his thick stalk.

“Oh, Tom! It’s been so long, so long since I’ve felt you in my ass. You feel so good, so very good!” Kate sat up and began lifting slightly and then powering down, taking a little more of Tom’s cock with every stroke.

Mike nodded at John. “It’s time. Let’s have Katie spread those ass cheeks of hers and watch as she takes him all the way. I want to watch this, badly. But, Katie, do it very slow so that we can see everything.”

“Yes, yes, please. I want all of Tom inside me, every inch. And I want you to watch, please.”

They watched with rapt attention as Kate sat up and reached behind her with both hands and spread her ass cheeks so that they could watch as her husband’s cock plowed deep into her ass. Kate would rise up a few inches, and Tom’s hands on her hips would pull her down as he lifted his hips, fucking into her ass with rapid strokes.

John’s cock, still sticking out of his trousers, began flexing and expanding. Finally, he took off his shoes, socks, and shirt. He stripped off his trousers and briefs and got up onto the bed and stood, leaning forward, arms stretched out against the headboard, straddling both Kate and Tom. Kate looked at his bobbing cock and hungrily licked her lips before rapidly moving forward and sucking his dick into her mouth with greedy hunger. She licked and sucked John’s cock as she moved her ass up and down on Tom’s dick, moaning with increasing pleasure. Tom, unable to thrust up, grasped her hips, using his upper body strength to pull her firmly down on his meat whenever she moved her ass upward. Kate leaned her head back onto Tom’s shoulder as John kept fucking her mouth. Tom had a perfect and close-up view of John’s dick fucking his Kate’s mouth.

At that point, Mike leaned forward and began sucking her tits as he positioned himself in front of her. It became slightly tricky to maneuver himself into position to fuck her pussy, but he managed it. John was straddling Tom and Kate, his ass moving back and forth rhythmically as he pumped his meat into her sucking mouth. All Mike had to do was lean forward slightly and gently suck John’s balls into his mouth as he forged into Kate’s cunt with a deep lunge and began stroking his cock in and out of her cunt, fucking her as he continued licking and sucking on John’s balls. Kate could feel Tom’s cock in her ass, and Mike’s cock in her cunt, rubbing against each other through the thin layer of skin. Kate’s climax began with small pulsing contractions as John moaned and thrust his dick faster and faster in and out of her avidly sucking mouth. Suddenly, John stiffened and shouted her name as his cum spurted in waves into her greedy mouth. Kate was watching John’s face as he climaxed, while Tom grabbed Kate’s hips and held her down while he tried to keep from coming, too. But it was impossible, and he reached around Kate, grabbed her breasts in his hands, and squeezed while his cum shot in fierce spurts into her ass.

At her last, shuddering contraction, Mike began fucking her in earnest, powering his meat into her until, with a groan, he shot his cum deep inside her and triggered another mini climax in Kate.

They collapsed on the bed in an exhausted pile of cocks, balls, tits, and cunt.

Finally, they managed to get Kate into the shower, but she turned and pushed them out. “No more until later tonight,” she said firmly.

“Tonight?” John sputtered. “You’ve already come at least three or four times this morning and you can come again, later tonight? Thank heavens there are three of us or you’d wear us out. But, baby, if you can do it, you’d better believe I can, too. I’ll look forward to later. Damn, I can’t believe you are so fucking perfect for us, but you certainly are. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect! Come on, Mike. We both need a shower, too.” And they left quickly for their shower next door.

“Kate, sweetheart, are you really okay? It wasn’t too much for you? Please, sweetheart, talk to me.”

“Tom, it was wonderful. All of it. What a fantastic day this has turned out to be, and I’m hoping tonight will be as good, for all of us.”

Tension drained from Tom’s face. He smiled in relief, obviously thrilled at her response. “You’re not sore, are you, babe?”

“Not, sore, but there is a strong tingling throb between my legs. The last time, John’s spanking had me throbbing for two days. I have a feeling this one will, too. You caused another throbbing, Tom, in a slightly different area. But, again, it was a very welcome throbbing, and I look forward to much more. Come on, love, we both need a shower now.” She reached out her hand toward him and smiled when he stood up from his wheelchair, grabbed her hand, and joined her. They quickly slipped under the heated pelting of the water.

* * * *

They did not finish dressing as quickly as Mike and John did, but finally they got down to the dining room for a very late lunch, or very early dinner. Kate made sure that they had their guns on them before they left their room. “If Mike and John have a strong gut feeling that we need to carry these things, then carry them we will.”

Mike and John had already finished eating, but sat with them over coffee and pastries Tom leaned over to Mike. “When will the vacuum cleaners arrive?”

Mike looked stunned and reached for his cell phone. “Sorry, I forgot. I got majorly distracted when we got back here.”

He patted his pockets and came up empty-handed. So did John when he reached for his cell phone.

Mike snapped his fingers and said, “The limo. They’re in the limo.” He started to get up when Tom motioned him back.

“No rush on the cell phones. You can use the landline.”

Mrs. Mallory had come back into the room with a fresh pot of coffee and heard Tom’s comment. “Sorry, Mr. Martins, but the landline isn’t working. No one can figure out why.”

Mike stood up. “I’ll get both of our cell phones from the limousine. Be right back.”

He came rushing back into the dining room and thrust John’s cell phone at him.

“Something major must be coming down. We each have about fifteen messages.”

He had no more than gotten the words out when his cell began ringing.

“Hello, Ben. What’s up? Yes, John is here and Tom and Katie, too. Okay, I’ll put you on speaker.

“I don’t know where the hell you’ve all been, but I’m on my way back there. I should only be another five minutes, if that. I’ve already called Connor and set up a meeting with him. Carolanne and I think all of you should be there, too. Ian and Trent have learned the name of our man, as well as located his stepdaughter. We think we’ve figured out what’s going on, but I’m not going to get into it while I’m on the road. So, as soon as I get there, we’ll meet and go over it with everyone. Later.” The dial tone buzzed loudly as they looked at each other.

Finally, Mike turned his phone off and looked around seriously. “It feels like there is going to be a mountain of shit coming down.” He looked at Tom. “Maybe the order for vacuums can wait a day. I have a feeling we’re going to need to concentrate on the problems in front of us instead of the pleasures to come.”

“You’re right, Mike. Tomorrow or the next day is soon enough. Why don’t you contact Connor and Carolanne and have them meet us in the conference room. We’ll have Mrs. Mallory set up some coffee and pastries in there.”

* * * *

Ben was admitted to the mansion by Trey a few minutes after everyone was seated. Ben didn’t delay, but described in detail his phone conversations with Trent and Ian, along with their theory as to Samuels’s motivation. Everyone was quiet for a few minutes, absorbing the information Ben had provided.

“Well,” Tom said. “At least I know it’s not something I did, or didn’t do, that brought this mess down on us.”

Kate reached over and squeezed his hand.

Ben walked over to Carolanne and said quietly, “Ian said a team is on the way to check out the cabin Samuels has been using. They’re going to call me and let me know when they’re arriving. I’m really sorry, but I’ll have to have a meeting with them before we check the place out. I haven’t heard from them yet, but I expect to at any minute. So, I don’t know what time I’ll be—”

“Don’t worry about it, Ben. I’ll be home all night, with the pizza. If things wind up earlier or later than expected, come on over. It doesn’t matter what time. Just take good care of yourself. Remember, I have plans for you.”

“Plans, huh?”

“Oh, yeah, plans!”

Ben leaned down to kiss her when, suddenly, his cell phone started ringing and buzzing insistently. Ben’s face registered his frustration as he straightened back up and put the phone to his ear.

“This is Sheriff Whittaker!” he answered roughly. “Ian? You’re kidding. Both you and Trent are here? Wait! Before you go any farther, let me put this call on speaker. I’m here with Mike, John, Kate, and Tom, as well as two of M-G’s staff, okay?” He nodded, and put the call on speaker.

“Okay, here’s how it’s going down,” Ian said coldly. “Those fingerprints you took off of the doorframe of the bar when ‘Samuels’ grabbed the doorframe to avoid the EMTs with the stretcher, well, smart move, cowboy. We owe you for that one. Those fingerprints have upped the ante considerably. They belong to a former Ranger sniper named Samuelson who went rogue nearly twenty years ago.” There was a long pause before Ian continued.

“He killed two of his commanding officers. One with his bare hands in a fit of rage. The other was shot from a distance when Samuelson sprayed his car with bullets. We don’t know if Samuelson was aware that the victim’s wife and kids were in the car, but all five of them died either from bullets or in the ensuing crash. He’s thought to be responsible for several more deaths that we’re aware of, and God only knows how many deaths and injuries we know nothing about. He also shot three other Rangers, inflicting wounds which shattered a kneecap, an elbow, and a hand. All three of the injured had to be retired on disability. Apparently, the men had angered him in some way. We compared the YouTube photo with his military I.D. photo, and that’s a match, too. This has now become a federal case with the highest priority. This guy is not only a badass, but he’s a psycho badass.”

“What can I do to help?” asked Ben.

“Stay out of our way. If you see this guy, do not, I repeat,
do
not
engage. Let us know where he is and stay out of it. If you are in a position to take him out without exposing yourself, well, I guess, maybe, as long as you shoot to kill. This guy has instincts that you wouldn’t believe. They’ve kept him free for nearly twenty years. And I want this bastard. Bad. But this is ours, Ben. Don’t fuck with us on this. Stay out of it. Understand?”

“Understood, Ian, I’m not stupid. This is all yours. But if you need anything, anything at all, you’ve got my number.”

“Thanks, Ben. We’ll let you know the outcome. Oh, by the way, they found Samuelson’s wife’s body. Right where her daughter, Rosemary, placed the
X
on her map. Later.” When the dial tone sounded, Ben turned off his cell phone and looked at the group around the table.

“Well,” he said, “we’ve been given our orders. And believe me, I’m not anxious to go up against a crazy man.” He looked at Mike and John. “Do you have Ian’s and Trent’s cell numbers on speed dial?”

At their emphatic nods, he gave a wry twist of his lips. “This whole thing is giving me a really bad feeling. I feel like I’m walking under a big, black cloud of apprehension. Until this guy is caught or neutralized—” From the corner of his eye, he saw Tom and Mike stiffen and a look of shock cross their faces. John had been looking down at his cell phone in his hand when he suddenly stiffened, too. Ben turned slowly to see Mrs. Mallory held in front of Samuelson, with a gun pointed at her head. He was standing in the doorway, his back to the foyer.