“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.