“Who’s here…oh God,” Grace gasped, and her head jerked to watch three large figures walk toward them. Her heart about stopped when those men filed into the room and lined up on the other side of the table and stared at her. Grace moved away from them and tried to hold onto a scream that was stuck in her throat, almost choking her off her breath. This was the second time in her life she’d been this scared. Six huge men all with different degrees of suspicion and mistrust scowled at her like she was a criminal.
“Who are you?”
Grace shook her head and tried to put as much space between them as possible, pressing herself against the back wall and looking for any form of escape.
Joe had to bite back a curse at the staggering distress they were causing this little woman. The visible shaking of her limbs got worse, which made him feel worse. He had to keep fisting his hands to quell the urge to tear the hat off her head so he could see all of her. He looked at Adam next to him and realized Adam was as fascinated by her as he was.
John stepped forward. “Honey, listen, no one here is going to hurt you.”
Grace wrapped her arms around her waist and bit her lip.
“My name is John, and this one is Alec. We’re Lily’s men.”
Her eyes shot from one to the other. “You’re taking care of her?” Grace asked weakly.
“You have feelings for her?”
John smiled. “Yes, honey.”
Grace eyed him for a long moment, trying to read him. She wanted to know what kind of man he was. Besides her brothers, she hadn’t seen a great example of a man her whole life.
“You’ll keep her here with you?” Grace felt a tear of relief form in the corner of her eye and then slowly roll down her face.
“Yes. Please tell me your name.”
Grace’s shoulders relaxed, and she shook her head. “It doesn’t matter now. As long as I know Lily’s protected, I can move on.”
She shook her head again and ignored John’s question. “Can you tell her that I said to watch for the sparrow and cousin fawn said hello?”
John stiffened, shared a quick look with Alec, and then turned back to her.
Grace’s hands flew to her mouth as she gasped and shocked tears ran down her cheek.
“She talked about me?” she asked as she bit back a sob.
“Yes, honey, she talks about you a lot.” John walked toward her, careful to not spook her more than she already was. “You and her Granny are the only people she trusted on the mountain.”
Grace bit into her lip and nodded. “They were the two of the few I trusted, too.”
“Didn’t you have any family?”
Grace turned toward the one they called the boss. “Yes. A father and six older brothers.”
John sat at the table a few feet from her, trying to make himself as small as possible. “No sisters or mother?” he asked softly.
The other men in the room took a step back and let John talk.
She shook her head.
“That must have been hard.” John noticed a shiver race over her body and a light dim in her eyes as she shook her head. He observed her hands press against her stomach a lot. What in the hell had been done to this woman?
“Can you please just tell her?”
John shook his head slowly. “How about you tell her?”
A flare of something flickered in her eyes before she shook her head. “No. It’s safer for Lily if I leave.”
Adam grunted. “Why?”
Graces eyes shot to his. “Please. Just let me go.”
“You didn’t answer me before,” Joe said firmly. “Where are you going?”
Grace’s gaze flew to his. It always gave her a jolt to look into his or the lighter haired man’s eyes. She didn’t like it. She had enough emotions out of control at the moment, she didn’t need more.
“I don’t know yet, but that’s not important.”
John frowned. “Why?”
“Because I’m not important,” Grace growled in frustration.
“Lily is, and you’re not?” A hard glint entered John’s eyes.
“You’re wasting time,” she sobbed in desperation.
Liam’s gaze went over her shoulder. “Shit.”
Everyone turned to see two little figures through the etched glass headed their way. All but Grace knew who it was and was instantly on alert.
Joe used both of his thumbs to spread her labia wide enough for his loving. He used the flat of his tongue to lick her from her pussy hole to the top of her swollen, sensitive click before he sucked it into his mouth.
“Oh, God. Oh, God,” she cried, and her whimper rose in volume the harder he sucked on her little nub.
Joe continued for several minutes, holding her hips steady when she tried to buck and squirm from him.
“Mmmm,” Joe said against her sopping, swollen pussy. “God, baby. You taste like sweet honey. I could eat at you all day and still be hungry for you.” He raised his head higher to see her in the throes of desire that was so incredibly beautiful to see it took his breath.
“Let’s see how tight you are.” He started to push one thick finger into her depths until the tip hit her virgin membrane. “Jesus, Adam, she’s so fucking tight, I’m not sure we’ll be able to get in her.”
Adam’s mouth lifted from her nipple.
“She’ll stretch. We’ll just go slow.” He smiled down at Grace. “You want us inside of you, right, Grace?”
A hoarse whimper slid from her throat, and a spasm of need raced across her face.
“Joe, Adam. Please. It aches so bad.” Grace’s body arched off the mattress, and a keening sound came from deep within her. One of her hands gripped the sheet by her hip, and the other was wrapped around Adam’s arm he had across her body.
“I can feel how close you are, pet.” Joe pulled his finger out before adding another and pushing into her, stretching her enough to take them. “You come for me, and I’ll give you everything you need.” Joe bent again and bit down gently on her clit as he pressed two fingers into her wet sheath.
Adam rested his head on his hand and watched the different emotions chase over her features while his hand concentrated on her breasts. He sucked deeply on one tender bud while plucking on her other nipple with his fingers. At the same time, he kept his gaze on her face.
A cry caught in her throat as a ripple of intense pleasure flew through her. Grace’s body arched and shook uncontrollably as wave after wave of bliss took her over, and her cunt clenched tightly on Joe’s fingers that fought to move inside of her. Grace vaguely hear the men crooning to her, but her world had condensed to the mass of sensations that overtook her body.
Long moments passed as the men brought her down gently, murmuring softly to her.
“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” Joe said and kissed the inside of one of her thighs and began to bring her desire up again. “Now, I want another one.”
She wanted to move away from their grips, but she couldn’t come up with enough strength to move her legs. “Oh my God, Joe. I can’t…”
“You can and you will,” Joe growled harshly.
Grace’s head thrashed back and forth as the men pushed her desire relentlessly back up and to the point of desperation.
“Adam, Joe. Please…” she cried out, and hot tears ran down her cheek. “I need…”
Joe raked his teeth against the inside of her thigh as he continued to press two fingers inside her tight depths.
“We’re just about there, baby. I just need to know you’re ready for me to take you,” Joe crooned.
“I am,” she cried out.
“Here you go, buddy,” Adam said as he handed Joe a condom. “I don’t think we should push her any further.”
Joe nodded and knelt up between Grace’s widespread legs and rolled on the condom quickly. He moved until his cock was at the entrance and nodded at Adam. He watched Adam’s fingers slide down until he speared them in between her pussy lips to manipulate her clit. He watched Grace go wild, begging, crying, and trying to pull him closer.