The Town Of Pearl: Badge Of Honor Part 15

"I need that mouth," he told her as he cupped her cheeks. She looked at him and appeared so satisfied and aroused. She shocked him when she latched onto the tip of his c.o.c.k and swirled her tongue around the mushroom top. It appeared she wanted him, too.

She sucked him deeper, making Mace moan and begin to thrust and stroke into her mouth. Her head bobbed and her b.r.e.a.s.t.s swayed from the thrusts of multiple c.o.c.ks into every hole. They were all grunting, moaning when Galvin roared and came inside of her c.u.n.t.

The sound of flesh smacking against flesh and then the slap to Lauren's a.s.s by Orin as he thrust deeper and came made Mace lose his own battle to not come. He held his c.o.c.k in her mouth and shot his seed down her throat as Lauren ate hungrily at him. She licked his shaft then the tip as he eased out of her mouth, feeling oversensitive and exhausted.

"Hot d.a.m.n, baby, that mouth is a lethal weapon," Mace told her then stroked a finger along her jaw.

She lowered to Galvin's chest as Galvin ran his hands along her shoulder.

"This body should be illegal," Galvin told her.

Orin slowly pulled from her a.s.s, caressing her a.s.s cheeks.

"This a.s.s is off limits to everyone but us. You got that, baby?" Orin asked seriously then slapped her b.u.t.t.

"Orin," she reprimanded as she kept her face against Galvin's chest and tried swatting her hand back at Orin. Mace, Harper, Galvin, and Gus chuckled.

"You're all ours now, Lauren. This is more than just guardians.h.i.+p. You're ours to protect, love, and cherish," Gus said and Lauren closed her eyes and snuggled against Galvin.

Chapter 13.

"I don't believe this. Are you sure, Storm?" Dmitri asked him over the phone.

"As sure as I f.u.c.king can be. It's a G.o.dd.a.m.n cl.u.s.terf.u.c.k of a mess. This son of a b.i.t.c.h was planning this takeover of our family property and businesses for over ten years. We're going to need some a.s.sistance with this one. Or else it is definitely going to turn into a bloodbath," Storm said.

"It's hard to believe that Maxwell Ortega was the one responsible for Lauren's parents' death and that home invasion. All over what? What was Lauren's dad involved with?" Dmitri asked.

"It seems Nicolai and him go way back. Al Michaels helped Nicolai with some business transactions and this company, Pro-Scape Industries, in Manhattan. In fact, there are numerous shares in the Michaels' names, and all three sisters are the beneficiaries of it."

"They don't know about this?" Dmitri asked.

"No. Apparently it wasn't disclosed to them ever. Maxwell has shares in the company and was trying to force Al to give up his shares to him. He was putting the pressure on when Al denied his threats. This information we got was from some of the inside men working for Maxwell but left to work with Stephan. The eight men Lauren killed that night were part of the Tenth Street gang and a.s.sociates to Aces and his brothers' crew."

"So this has been about revenge? It doesn't make sense. How could killing Lauren and her sister make Maxwell get the shares to the company?"

"Not sure how exactly Maxwell was going to pull that off, but considering the fact that he runs the majority of black market transactions in various industries, I'd guess he would get some false believable doc.u.ments made up. Also, there were some other double-crossing situations going on over the years. Seems that the local law enforcement agencies didn't exactly go over the crime scene at Lauren's parents' estate thoroughly. They f.u.c.ked up. There was evidence left behind including doc.u.ments that show the men torturing her parents had been forcing her parents to sign over the shares. It didn't happen, and those doc.u.ments were removed from the scene."

"You know this how, Storm?"

"Some more bad news. Lauren's partner, Frankie, may have been hired by Maxwell to kill her. To set her up that night. He had some s.h.i.+t on Frankie. That has to be the case."

"No. f.u.c.k," Dmitri said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

He was overwhelmed with the information.

"These sons of b.i.t.c.hes, including Maxwell, need to be taken out, Dmitri. I think we need to talk with Nicolai."

"I think you're right. I also think I need to visit Frankie."

"I agree. He's part of this somehow. Whether he was bought out from greed, or Maxwell and Aces and his gang had stuff over his head, he wasn't on the right side of the law. Should I call Galvin and update him and his team?"

"Yes. Let them know what you found out and that I'm going to go see Frankie. Tell them not to let Lauren know about Frankie yet. I want to be sure. I also want your team to get men in place to take out Maxwell and his a.s.sociates. Get the men on guard to prepare to be challenged by the Tenth Street gang."

"Do you think it will come to that?"

"If it has to then so be it. First let's see what I get out of Frankie."

Lauren stared out the window in the bedroom after she learned about the investigation Dmitri and his team were conducting. It seemed her father wasn't exactly on the up and up and had some friends in the Russian mob. She couldn't believe that her father had shares in a huge company like Pro-Scape Industries, or that her and her sisters had been placed as beneficiaries for those shares. No wonder Maxwell and the gang members wanted her dead. Maxwell never came after her or her sisters over the years because the beneficiary to those stocks and shares were never revealed.

Apparently a silent stockholder was named the beneficiary and no one knew who that was. It was all so confusing. But what did this have to do with the Tenth Street gang? Were they just p.a.w.ns being used by this Maxwell Ortega guy? Her undercover operation couldn't have been more than coincidence could it?

"Lauren?" She turned around to see Mace standing there. She gave a soft smile as he approached.

"I'm trying to wrap my brain around this information you guys got from Dmitri."

Mace wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck.

"We're working on it. Friends of ours and Dmitri's will figure it all out. Hopefully they can find a way to divert the attention off of you and onto Maxwell Ortega. Then we can help you find out more about that company your father had shares in and how you and your sisters can get the inheritance that was meant for you, not Ortega."

She turned around in his arms.

"That's another thing. I've been working so hard to save enough money for Carly and Daisy to open up their own sweet shop. To think that there was money available all along and some greedy jerk was keeping it from us is insane. My sisters deserve happiness. They deserve to feel safe and to live normal lives. I just want this to be over."

Orin stepped into the room.

Mace cupped her cheeks. "It will be over soon. Then maybe you can help your sisters make their wish a reality? Maybe set up shop here in Pearl?"

She smiled.

"Has Mary been talking to you?" she teased.

"No, why?" Orin asked, joining them. Lauren looked at Orin.

"She has been telling us that for the last few years. Maybe she has a point. But before my sisters and I could entertain that possibility, we need to make sure it's safe, and that no one wants to kill me anymore."

"We'll make that happen. You'll see. We'll protect you always," Mace said then kissed her.

Lauren kissed Mace back and then ran her hands under his s.h.i.+rt and along his pectoral muscles. She loved the feel of his skin and the dips and raised areas where muscles and some scars were. It was s.e.xy. They all were.

He pulled from her mouth and reached for her s.h.i.+rt, lifting it up and over her head.

"Get undressed," he ordered her. Mace actually ordered her. She felt so aroused and needy, then she spotted Orin and Harper undressing just like Mace was.

Mace lifted her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her on her back, spread her thighs, and latched onto her p.u.s.s.y with his mouth and tongue. She squealed and wiggled only for Orin to tug on her nipple on one side and Harper to tug on her nipple on the other.

She gripped Mace's forearms and felt her body shake then explode. Mace licked and suckled her cream, rolling his tongue in a circular motion over her c.l.i.t up her p.u.s.s.y then tugged on her c.l.i.t again.

"Mace. Oh G.o.d, Mace!" She lifted her head and dropped it back down on the bed. It felt so good and she was very aroused.

"f.u.c.k I love this p.u.s.s.y," Mace exclaimed and lifted her thighs around his waist then plunged his c.o.c.k into her depths. He rocked into her over and over again as she panted for breath.

"You're so wild. G.o.d you feel so hard, Mace."

"You make me hard."

"She makes us all hard," Orin said and she saw him and Harper stroking their long, thick c.o.c.ks and watching her.

She screamed, surprised as Mace rolled to his back, making her straddle him.

"Ride him, baby, while I get this a.s.s ready for my c.o.c.k," Harper told her.

"Oh." She moaned and then gripped Mace's shoulders and rocked her hips. She could feel how hard and deep Mace was inside of her. She thrust and rocked her hips, spreading her thighs wider to fit over his thick, hard thighs.

"Oh!" She screamed out as Orin pinched her nipple and the feel of cool, wet liquid along with Harper's thick finger filled her a.s.s.

"Yes. Oh yes more, Harper, more," she chanted.

Harper slapper her a.s.s and Orin latched onto her nipple with his mouth and teeth as he held her arms up above her head. She felt so s.e.xy and wild as she rode Mace. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s bounced and swayed. Her nipple burned and her a.s.s ached for c.o.c.k.

"Yes, oh G.o.d yes, I love when you restrain me."

"Oh f.u.c.k, baby," Mace stated then thrust upward.

Harper chuckled as he pulled his fingers from her a.s.s.

"That's good to know. Mace is really good at tying ropes. Orin here loves to explore the kinky stuff during s.e.x, and Gus and Galvin would love to tie you up and have their wicked way with you."

"Oh. And you? What about you, Harper?" she asked, surprising him.

"I'll slap this a.s.s and f.u.c.k it, baby. Just like this." He aligned his c.o.c.k with her a.s.s and shoved into her wet, lubricated a.n.u.s. Then he slapped her a.s.s and began a series of deep, fast strokes countering Mace's.

Lauren didn't know what hit her as she exploded around them, moaning, gasping for breath until she felt the tip of Orin's c.o.c.k at her lips. She felt wild and needy as she licked the tip then drew him into her mouth. Orin gripped her hair and thrust slowly into her mouth, torturing her. She was shocked at how turned on and special she felt giving over control to these men. Then it hit her as she thought about Galvin and Gus, who weren't there. She wanted them there, too. She cared for them all equally. h.e.l.l, she loved them.

She felt her eyes well up with tears and then Harper spanked her a.s.s as Mace roared and came first. Then Harper thrust again and again until he shot his load into her a.s.s, and finally Orin moaned and shook as she swallowed his c.u.m and licked him clean. She loved everything about these men but mostly how they made her feel. Loved, complete, and part of a family.

Chapter 14.

"No. No, there must be some kind of mistake. You're wrong. Your men, these friends of yours are wrong," Lauren raised her voice as Galvin explained what information they'd found out. Galvin knew this was going to be tough for Lauren to hear. Her partner Frankie and her were obviously close. But that didn't matter as he'd engaged in activities that got him in deep with Maxwell Ortega and the Tenth Street gang.

"He set you up. He was working for Ortega and the Tenth Street gang. He was the one who got those other agents and officers killed," Galvin told her.

She shook her head.

"No. You're wrong. He would never do anything like that. He knew my background and about my family and what happened. He was concerned about me going undercover. He helped to get me out of there before Aces's guard forced me to leave with him Aces and Miklos."

"It was all a setup. He pretended to care when meanwhile he was feeding information to Aces and to Ortega. Why the h.e.l.l do you think he brought you to that crack house and got a call from that informant?" Orin asked.

"An informant that was working with him all along. These calls from informants can't be tapped, Lauren. Frankie could admit to murder and no one would hear it," Harper said.

She shook her head.

"No. Not Frankie. No," she said and looked so emotional. It p.i.s.sed Galvin off and apparently Mace, too.

"What the h.e.l.l Lauren? Were you f.u.c.king this guy or something?"

She swung around, gasped, and shook her head.

"No, I wasn't f.u.c.king him. Despite what chauvinistic ideas you all have I never f.u.c.ked my way into respect and positions. I earned every award and my detective's s.h.i.+eld. I never condoned any of his advances," she told Mace.

"So he wanted to f.u.c.k you but you denied him?" Gus said.

"That's a way to p.i.s.s a man off even more and destroy any bit of loyalty he might have had," Harper said.

"Enough to turn the other way and allow some murderous thugs to take her out. Any indication of his payoff and why Frankie set her up as well as the other undercover cops and agents?" Mace asked.

"Storm believes that Maxwell had some heavy s.h.i.+t over Frankie. There were some debts he owed and some drugs he cashed in on that weren't his," Galvin informed them.

"When did Ortega figure out that Lauren and her sisters were the beneficiaries of the shares in that company?" Orin asked Galvin.

"That information was leaked when Ortega began to look into identifying the shareholder he wanted to buy out. There was a connection to Stephan, and Stephan's cousin Thor mentioned that the shareholders with the higher amount of shares weren't Stephan or Dmitri but family members of a man killed during a home invasion. Apparently that's when Ortega put it together right along the same time the Tenth Street gang bust was going on," Galvin told them.

"I want to see Frankie," Lauren stated, interrupting the conversation.

"What?" Harper asked.

"f.u.c.k no. You're not going near him, Lauren," Mace raised his voice at her.

"You can't tell me what I can and can't do," she replied.

"The h.e.l.l we can't," Orin said.