Stacy's Destiny (18 page)

Chapter 8

Max gripped ahold of the arms on the wooden chair in Wyatt’s office as he listened to the phone messages. The sound of the voice of the caller gave him the chills.

“
You can’t hide from me Stacy. I’m watching you at all times. I know who you’re with and those you hold close to you. I can’t wait until we can be together alone. No interruptions, no prying eyes, and just you and me, Stacy. Do you have any idea what you do to me? I want to feel those full round breasts in the palms of my hands. I want to lick every inch of your skin and make you come so hard that you’ll scream my name. You belong to me you know that don’t you. They’ll never be any others. I have lots of plans for us you’ll see.”
The distorted voice filled the air around the small office. It took every ounce of inner strength to not lose it as the voice continued to describe his plans for Stacy. It was torture to listen to it.

No wonder Stacy was such a wreck, and she hadn’t even listened to the last calls. This sick bastard talked about tying her up and having his way with her. Just because he used a voice distorter, they wouldn’t be able to prove it was her boss. Max listen for some sign or indication that it was Barry, though there was no mention of the office or the attempted assault. The investigator from the DA’s office wanted the phone and the recordings. Wyatt had already spoken to him once he listened to the recordings himself. Wyatt even suggested that Max not hear them at all, but of course, he insisted. He was a deputy of this town and a protector to all the citizens. Stacy was his woman, and he had the right to know exactly what was happening in this case.

“Sick fuck, ain’t he?” Wyatt stated as he stopped the last message.

Max was trying to remain calm. He wanted to see Stacy, but he knew he would have to wait until tonight. At least Eric was with her and hopefully loving her and destroying her need to be so damn independent.

“What did the investigator say?”

“He’s sending a representative from the state police to meet one of our guys at the border of Turbank. There’s the forensics lab about forty minutes north of there. They’ll analyze it and get back to the investigator.”

“Do you want me to take it to the trooper?” Max asked.

“It’s up to you, Max, but I was going to send Clyde. I think you want to go be with Stacy. There’s no need for you to wait three hours. Just leave at four instead of five. Go be with her and get her to see that she has protection here. In the meantime, I’ve got some pictures of this asshole off the Internet and new ones being mailed over from New York. I can get anything you want on this guy. I’ve got some friends in New York, too. So if you’ll let me, we can see what type of individual we’re dealing with and get prepared.”

“Didn’t the agents give us some info on this asshole already?” Max asked.

“I like to do my own investigating. That way there ain’t no surprises waiting to jump out at us. You don’t worry about a thing. Just keep an eye on your woman.”

“We’re hoping that she’ll take the job as the cook.”

“Oh yeah, that’s right. I hope she can cook. I’m getting tired of going out to dinner all the time. I’ve had everything on Francine’s menu twice in the last few weeks,” Wyatt told him then chuckled.

“I know what you mean. Marie said that Stacy’s a great cook. We’ll find out tomorrow night, I guess. That’s if she shows up,” Max added with a smile.

“You and Eric have all night to work on her,” Wyatt teased, and Max smiled.

“We’ll try our hardest.”

* * * *

Max sent a text message to Eric around four thirty to find out what he and Stacy wanted for dinner. They were in the middle of painting the hallway after finishing the second coat of paint in the living room. Max wouldn’t feel an ounce of relief until he saw Stacy and heard her voice and knew that she was safe with his brother Eric had gotten him through his shift. He grabbed the food from Francine’s and headed to Stacy’s. He stopped, met Ron, and shared the latest update on Stacy’s boss. Ron was furious and swore to keep an eye on things whenever Max or Eric weren’t around. Max approached the house and saw all the lights on in the living room. As he gathered the food bags, he climbed the porch steps and saw Eric holding Stacy by her hips and ass as she stood up on the ladder. Eric was massaging her ass cheek and running a finger along her crevice, and she was trying to swat at his hand. He leaned against the door, watching in amusement as Eric looked his way, smiled, then went at it again. Stacy hadn’t a clue that Max was watching the whole thing. Finally she pulled the tape from the hard-to-reach corner ceiling and crumpled the tape into a ball, throwing it at him. She began to climb down the ladder when Eric swept her into his arms and over his shoulder. He felt her up good as she giggled and squealed, trying to get him to release her.

“Eric, cut it out. I want to finish getting the tape down before Max comes. I want to know what he thinks of the color. Eric!” she screamed again as he massaged the inside of her thighs to her mound as he walked closer to Max.

He began to place her back down on her feet when she shoved him forward, causing him to fall back onto the floor and take her along with him. Max laughed, and as Stacy swung her head around to look at him, Eric rolled her to her back and straddled her. She attempted to push him off of her as she giggled, but he had other plans and pinned her hands above her head. Her shirt was bunched up to her breasts, and her belly button was showing. Max thought she looked absolutely sexy as could be.

“I’ve got her, bro, what do you want to do to her? She’s real ticklish behind her knees and under her breasts,” Eric teased then thrust his hips against her.

“Eric, stop this. Max brought food, and it will get cold,” she protested.

“I brought you your grilled chicken over salad, honey, so there’s no worry about your supper getting cold,” Max teased, closing the front door and placing the food bags onto the kitchen table.

Max absorbed the color on the walls and how completely different it was from the pale yellow. It looked more sophisticated and classy, just like Stacy.

“I love what you did in here, Stacy. It looks real nice. I can’t wait to see it furnished,” Max told her as he walked closer to where Eric had her pinned on the living room floor. She kept struggling to get free, but then Eric would flex his hips against her, and she would freeze in place.

“You see how hard her nipples are, Max. Her breasts are real sensitive. She’s so responsive,” Eric teased then leaned down and nipped at one of her breasts despite the material barrier.

She closed her eyes and arched her back.

“I can see that, but I want a closer look,” Max stated as Eric released Stacy’s hands. He smiled when she kept her hands above her head and didn’t move. Apparently his brother showed his dominant side in the bedroom this afternoon. If Stacy’s submissive position and demeanor was any indication of her liking being dominated, it sure showed now.

He curled his finger back and forth, indicating for her to come to him. She looked at Eric first, which pleased Max. He was the one currently on top of her and would have to release her for Stacy to follow Max’s nonverbal order. Eric stood up and offered a hand to Stacy. She took it but never took her eyes off of Max.

* * * *

Stacy went from feeling on the edge of being turned on by both Max and Eric to feeling wanton. Both men were dominating, controlling, and masculine, yet it didn’t scare her. In fact she felt compelled to please them. Crazy.

She slowly walked toward him, absorbing his uniform and the fact that he still wore his gun and holster, but his top two buttons on his shirt were undone. The man could be a stripper, but then she would have to share him. She didn’t want to share him, nor did she want to share Eric.

Max stood looking down at her with a heated expression. He eyed her over, and she felt her pussy clench then release moisture under his assessment. She hoped he liked what he saw. Did he know how turned on she was right now?

He reached over and placed his hand on her hip. With his other hand, he caressed a loose strand of hair out of her face before cupping her cheek and titling it up toward him.

“You being a good girl?” he whispered, and for some strange reason, she shook her head. He raised his eyebrows, and she smiled.

His hand moved from her hip to the underside of her breast. He held it in his palm then rubbed a thumb over the nipple. She closed her eyes and moaned, not even realizing that she swayed toward him. The feel of his large, strong fingers entwined in her hair and at the base of her neck controlling her head’s movement aroused her senses. He lowered his body and covered her mouth in a deep kiss that lasted several seconds. Then he trailed kisses from her lips to her neck and lower until he caught an erect nipple through her T-shirt with his teeth.

“Oh God!” she moaned from the sensations. Her legs actually wobbled. In a flash, he pulled her shirt up over her head and pulled her against his chest. She opened her legs and straddled his one thick thigh while he feasted on her breasts. She felt another set of hands at the waist of her pants, moving between her and Max to undo her zipper. She knew it was Eric, and she moaned again. “How can you do this to me so easily? I’m on fire,” she confessed as her pants and underwear were removed and tossed aside.

“Because you are meant for us, and only we can arouse you like this ever,” Max exclaimed then lifted her up against him. She gripped his head as he devoured her breasts, suckling and nibbling on one then the other. Her ass kept hitting the metal handcuffs and the hard, thick black belt he wore.
This scene would play out in her mind for years to come.
She felt Eric’s fingers brush against her wet folds from behind her. He stuck two digits in, and soon she was rocking against his hand.

“See how responsive she is, Max. I’m going to love fucking this ass,” Eric teased as he licked her shoulder then bit it lightly. His other finger caressed over her puckered hole, and she bucked against Max. Max released a breast as Eric chuckled.

“Fuck, she’s a wild thing. I think she likes that idea, Eric,” Max stated then began kissing her neck and back up toward her lips.

“Did you pick up the lube?” Eric asked while he continued to play with Stacy’s body.

“Sure did,” Max whispered.

“What?” Stacy asked, sounding a little scared but turned on. He could feel her juices run down her thighs.

“How would you like that, baby? How would you like me fucking your hot, wet pussy while Eric fucks that beautiful ass of yours?” Max asked, holding her cheeks between his hands. She locked her legs tight against his ribs and waist so she wouldn’t fall.

“I’ve never done that before. I don’t think I want to,” she confessed.

“Oh, you’ll want to, baby. It will feel so good, and both Eric and I will be able to make love to you at once, together. It will feel real good,” he added.

Then he kissed her mouth and went back to suckling her breasts. Eric continued to finger-fuck her from behind. When he swiped his finger from her wetness to her puckered hole, she tensed up then moaned against Max’s head as he continued to suckle a breast. Eric nibbled on her neck, sending chills and goose bumps across her body. Then as she began to ride his fingers again, he pressed his thumb to her puckered hole and pushed through the tight rings. Stacy screamed as she exploded against his fingers. She could feel her cream drip down her thighs as she rode out her orgasm.

“Oh man, I can’t wait. You’re beautiful baby,” Max told her then began walking toward the couch. He nodded his head toward Eric, and Eric immediately pulled his fingers from her body and undressed then lay on the couch with his legs hanging off the arm rest. Max kissed Stacy then turned her around to face Eric. “Ride him, baby, while I get undressed and get ready to fuck that sweet ass of yours,” Max stated.

Before she could say a word, Eric was lifting her above him then placing her on his thick, hard shaft. She moaned again.

“Oh God, you’re so hard,” she stated then moved her hips and thrust up and down on top of him. The moment she felt Max’s hands caressing her back and her spine, she began to move faster on Eric.

“That’s it, baby, fuck him real good while I get this ass ready,” Max whispered against her neck then pressed her chest down closer to Eric. Eric covered her mouth in a deep kiss as he pulled on her nipples and caressed her breasts.

She felt Max rub a finger from her pussy to her puckered hole while he nibbled on her ass cheeks. Then she felt something thick and cold, and then his finger slowly push between her tight rings. She moaned and tried to hide a squeal. She felt another rush of fluid release from her pussy as Eric moaned against her mouth. He released her lips just as Max pressed a finger to her puckered hole again. “Oh!” she exclaimed with Eric’s cock in her pussy and Max’s finger in her ass. She couldn’t believe how hot and aroused she felt. It burned, and she felt really full. She needed to move but was afraid of how it would feel. Could her body take this? Then both men pushed in and out of her slowly. They were testing her tolerance and making the decision for her. When she pushed back against Max’s finger then forward against Eric’s cock, Max responded.

“That’s it, baby, just like that, fuck Eric good. Ride him,” Max told her then slowly pulled his finger from her anus. She opened her mouth to protest until she felt two fingers press through her tight rings. Her pussy throbbed and her thighs shook as she tried to continue her thrusts up and down on Eric’s cock. Max moved his fingers around, and she paused, unable to move from the full feeling she had. She gripped Eric’s shoulders, and Max talked her through the sensations.

“Keep moving, baby. Just like that,” he told her as he wrapped an arm around her midsection from behind and helped to lift and lower her body over Eric’s. The feel of his thick, muscular arm pressed under her breasts turned her on and made her horny. She closed her eyes and absorbed the feel of Eric’s and Max’s touch and control of her. He released her again, and she grabbed for his arm to remain where he was, not wanting to be apart from either man.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m just gonna add a little more lube to this tight little ass of yours. You know my cock is real big. I don’t want ta hurt ya,” he whispered then licked her earlobe and nipped it before moving back. She felt the cool, thick liquid as Max pressed it into her anus. Her pussy clenched and vibrated with desire. It felt swollen and ready to burst with orgasm.

“Do it now, Max. Her pussy is sucking my cock so tight I can hardly move,” Eric stated as he massaged Stacy’s breasts. She lifted and lowered her pussy over his cock, trying her hardest to focus on making love to Eric while knowing what Max did to her ass. Her entire body felt as if it quivered and shook with both apprehension and desire. She felt Max’s hand against her shoulder. He rubbed her back then her spine. He kissed her shoulder then turned her head sideways so he could kiss her lips. Their tongues met, and he pulled hers into his mouth, devouring her moans. She never felt so sexy before. She was in tune to every touch and every sensation as her breasts pushed forward against Eric’s mouth, and the feel of his cock hard and thick inside her pussy drove her to need more. Her pussy gushed with her desire while Max’s tongue explored her mouth. Eric pinched her nipple just as Max’s cock replaced his finger in her anus. He pressed forward slowly, easing his way inside her. She never felt anything so erotic in her life. Two men were pushing their cocks inside of her, and one was in her ass. The thoughts and the sensations sent her body flying over the edge. She pulled her mouth from Max’s in order to breathe. Stacy lifted her pussy, releasing Eric’s cock to the tip as Max thrust fully inside of her and his balls slapped against her ass. Over and over, she took them both, feeling their cocks harden and enlarge as they fucked her faster. She felt possessed and utterly connected to both Max and Eric as their large bodies collided against her smaller one. She could practically feel their energy, their lust, and sexual need as they each pressed against her and into her. She closed her eyes and just dove into every sensation and effect these men had on her body. She no longer could decipher whose hands touched where or whose mouth licked or nipped her flesh.

She was in overload as her body tightened then exploded again. They licked and suckled her flesh until she heard Eric growl then felt his mouth against her neck. His hot breath tickled her skin as his fingers dug into her hips. He thrust again and again then roared as he exploded inside of her. She held his face against her breasts while she rocked her hips, trying to handle Max’s thrusts. Max wrapped an arm around her midsection as Eric pulled her nipples and released her to his brother. He thrust faster and faster, causing her cheeks to vibrate against his belly. Her entire body tightened. She was perspiring and feeling completely out of control when she orgasmed. Max followed suit, pumping hard against her as he pulled her back against his chest. Eric’s cock pulsated inside her as her vaginal walls gripped him tight. The three of them were breathing heavily as her body shook then collapsed to Eric’s chest.

She felt Max pull slowly from her then whisper against her ear as he pushed her damp hair off of her shoulder.”You okay, baby? We didn’t hurt you?”

“Are you kidding? That was incredible,” she replied.

He walked away to the bathroom as Eric held her against his chest.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered then pushed the strands of damp hair away from her eyes. He smiled at her, and she smiled back then closed her eyes.