“Hey, beautiful,” he said and she smiled wide.
“Ride me,” he told her and her cheeks turned a nice shade of red as she aligned his cock with her pussy and she slid slowly up onto it.
Hunter pressed kisses to her breasts and then C.J. pulled her back toward his cock. It was a sight to see, her large breasts bouncing and bobbing with every thrust from him and her head moving up and down as she sucked on C.J.’s cock, but then she tightened up.
“Easy, baby. I know it’s a little cold, but it will ensure I don’t hurt you,” York said to her and she started to relax and then he felt her rock her hips and then thrust back.
“That’s my girl. You’re made for us, baby. Made for us,” York said to her. Hunter held her hips and they continued to make love to her until York said he was joining them. The air was palpable. The anticipation thick with excitement, fear, uncertainty, need, but as York eased his cock into Caroline’s ass and nudged his way in until he was fully seated inside of her, they all exhaled in relief and then began moving. It was wild and deep as Hunter and York thrust into her pussy and ass over and over again. C.J. gripped her hair and head and stroked into her mouth until Hunter heard him grunt and come. Then Caroline gasped and cried out another release before falling against Hunter’s chest.
The bed moved and rocked and Hunter felt his cock explode as he came inside of her. Behind her York followed, yelling her name and then cursing as he came next. They were panting for air trying to catch their breath as she moaned and York eased from her ass. C.J. was there with a wet washcloth and Hunter caressed her body then rolled her to her side, sliding from her cunt. He caressed the hair from her damp cheeks and looked at her. Her skin was gorgeous and shimmered with a coating of dew. Her breasts were full, her nipples hard, and her cunt glistened. They all caressed her body as C.J. cleaned her up and she protested only a moment. One firm “lay still” from Hunter and she nodded and closed her eyes and let them care for her.
They lay there together in silence, and Hunter knew that things were never going to be the same again. Caroline was theirs now and forever, and nothing would ever change that.
* * * *
Caroline had never felt so good, yet so exhausted in her life. She lay against Hunter’s chest, resting, inhaling his scent and absorbing the feel of York behind her, his hand on her hip, and C.J. by her legs and feet. They cared for her, caressed her and cherished their first times making love. She couldn’t believe how good she felt. She wasn’t afraid or scared. She didn’t lie there anticipating anger or assault. It made her wonder how the hell she ever got involved wi
th Cameron and how she accepted his violent behavior as normal and as a show of affection. The tears welled up in her eyes and she kissed Hunter’s chest. One tear escaped and he must have felt it as he tilted his head down at her and then cupped her cheek.
“Are you in pain? Did we hurt you?” he asked, so filled with concern. Now York and C.J. sat up and York touched her shoulder and turned her to her back so they could see for themselves that she was okay. Their hands caressed her, and their worried expressions touched her heart.
“I’m okay,” she said but the tears fell.
C.J. caressed his palm up her belly to her throat and chin. “Then why the tears?”
She sniffled a moment. “I was so stupid. I don’t know why or how I ever thought that his abuse was a sign of care and love. I was so desperate for affection. I yearned for so much when I met him. Like a simple hug would have made me committed and enthralled with whoever gave it to me. I was weak and so foolish to let him scold me all the time. To call me names, to make his demands on me and accept them even though it hurt in every way.” She rubbed her arm, the one that the cast had been on.
“I never knew anything could feel like this. I hope I don’t scare the three of you away, but I have to tell you that nothing has made me feel whole, special, important like being made love to by the three of you has.”
“We care so much about you, too. I’d tell you I love you, but I don’t want to scare the hell out of you because this is so new,” C.J. said and she sat up and hugged him to her. He lay over her and she held his cheek against her breast as his large body crushed her and she didn’t care.
“I’ll hurt you, baby, I’m too heavy.”
“No. Just a little longer. You’re perfect. This is perfect and I wish it could last forever.
He licked her nipple and she gasped.
“We sure as hell can try,” he teased and then they maneuvered her body to their liking so that they could all make love to her again. Life was finally perfect, and Caroline had finally let go. She could learn what true love really was.
Chapter 8
“I think I may have found her,” Curtis said to Cameron when they started their shift at the police department.
“What? Where? Tell me right now?” he demanded to know.
Curtis looked around them.
“Cameron, I think you should just drop this. She’s gone and moved on. Maybe she doesn’t want to be involved with you anymore.”
“No. She’s mine. I made a few mistakes and pushed her too hard. I’ve thought about it. She’s petite, feminine, and a real lady. I was treating her like the others. Like women from the past that lived to get fucked by me and be treated with a firm hand. She was different, needy, in so many ways, but she had no family. She was all alone so I don’t know how she could have survived all these months. She’s weak and needs me to protect her. Where the fuck is she?”
“She does have family. A sister,” Curtis said to him.
He didn’t want to tell him what he found out. He knew that Cameron was going to hurt her, punish Caroline for leaving him, but Cameron had shit on him and he didn’t need the headache. Maybe his friend learned a few things about being so hard to her.
“No, she would have told me. She tells me everything.”
“Well not about this sister. I found out about her from that guy I told you I knew that could basically locate anyone. He has connections. The sister took off from New York a couple of years back.”