Lena's Happily Ever After [The Town of Pearl 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (9 page)

“Doc gave her the day off.”

Before she could say more, Kenny disconnected the call.

It was nine thirty when he pulled up in front of her cottage. He tried to calm his breathing, but he was so concerned for her safety. He called Blake and told him what happened. He and Quinn were just as upset.

He climbed the stairs two at a time and banged on the door.

“Lena, it’s Kenny!” he yelled, and she didn’t answer. He banged again, and he wondered if she left for somewhere or if she was still in bed. No wonder she was so tired last night. She broke Derrick’s nose and gave Charlie a black eye. If Rocky and his friends hadn’t heard the commotion outside, those men would have taken her somewhere and…
Fuck!

He couldn’t think about it. It made him crazy with anger. Lena was in trouble big-time.

* * * *

Lena could hear banging on the front door and her name being called. She tried to open her eyes, but she was so damn tired.

“Go away!” she yelled then covered her head with the pillow. The banging continued, and then it stopped. She was grateful for the silence and glad that they heard her and obliged her request to go away.

The sound of the window opening made her jump up.

She saw Kenny. He had pulled off the screen and opened her window. She had left it unlocked, and he looked furious.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she asked.

“Didn’t you hear me knocking on the front door?” he yelled at her. Her jaw dropped at his attitude.

“Leave me alone. Don’t you have a job to do?” she stated then placed the pillow over her head.

She was shocked a moment later when her bed dipped and Kenny was leaning over her before pulling the pillow from her eyes.

“Breaking and entering is illegal,” she stated as he loomed over her.

His green eyes looked possessed as he held her shoulders and tried taking slow, deep breaths as if he was the one who was so pissed off he couldn’t breathe right.

“You fucking lied to me,” he stated through clenched teeth.

Oh shit. He found out about Rocky’s last night.

She should have panicked, having him practically on top of her in her bedroom while she had hardly anything on. She tensed immediately as she glanced down knowing she wore no bra and her breasts were flowing from the loose camisole tank she wore. The short shorts were riding up against her groin, accentuating her mound that for some reason was throbbing with arousal. She swallowed hard.

“I think you need to leave my room.”

“No!”

He scooted closer, his hip and holster hit her hip and ribs. His deep green eyes bore into her. Why was he so angry?

“Kenny, it’s no big deal.”

“Stop talking, Lena, and start listening to me.” He loosened his hold on her arms and stared at her. His eyes roamed over her breasts as she inhaled then exhaled slowly. She was totally aware of this aggressive, macho, Alpha male in front of her and on her bed. He looked sexy, and as she parted her lips, he cupped her cheek with his hand. She closed her eyes, absorbing his touch. The sensation that brought her peace last night and allowed her a decent night’s sleep was back again. It felt right. He caressed her lower lip with his thumb.

“I am so pissed off at you, Lena. I could toss you over my knee and paddle that ass of yours for what you did.”

Her eyes widened in shock. He would do that to her?

“Don’t look at me like that. I care about you and so do Quinn and Blake. I’m done pussyfooting around my feelings for you. You could have been raped last night, beaten and left for dead. I warned you about working at Rocky’s. They could have easily followed you on that damn bike of yours. You’re thickheaded, and damn it, you are finished working at Rocky’s!”

She went to sit up to argue, but Kenny cupped the back of her head and covered her mouth with his own.

His kiss was demanding and invasive. It was hot and made her entire body melt into his hold. She kissed him back, determined to not allow him complete control. She didn’t give up control easily.

He ravaged her mouth. His tongue explored every inch of it while he pulled her up and across his lap to cradle her in his arms.

As she kissed him back trying to fight him for control, she shifted her rear, and he grabbed her hips and lifted her up so that she straddled his waist. His gun and holster, handcuffs, and other gadgets scraped against her inner thighs, eliciting a moan from her, caused by her oversensitive flesh.

He cupped her right breast under her camisole and grabbed a handful. Squeezing, kneading her flesh, making her rock her hips against his.

He released her lips to suck and kiss along her collarbone.

“Fuck, Lena, you taste so good and feel incredible,” he told her as she tilted her head back so he could gain better access to her body.

“Oh God, Kenny, you have to stop. We shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispered, and her words were forced. It wasn’t what she really wanted. She wanted him, undressed, naked in her bed. She ran her hands up his hard, muscular chest. He felt like stone, and his shoulders were as big as a linebacker’s.

She was petite compared to any of the Jones brothers. That was when the fear and concern hit her belly. Why was Kenny being so possessive of her and controlling? Why, when she thought of him, did she think of Blake and Quinn?

She lifted up, and Kenny took that moment to push her shirt up and latch on to her left breast with teeth and tongue. She moaned as she felt the moisture hit her pussy, and she clenched her legs against his thighs.

“Kenny, please,” she panted as she gripped his shoulders.

His hands continued to rub along her lower back, then under her shorts to her ass. He squeezed and kneaded her flesh.

“Kenny, we have to stop,” she told him as she pulled away, causing his mouth to part from her very swollen and aroused bosom.

She pulled her camisole down and tried to get up, but Kenny held her firmly on his lap.

“You are so beautiful, Lena. God, I’ve dreamt about tasting you and touching you like this.” He leaned up and kissed her again on the lips. The kiss grew deeper, and once again he was taking control of her body, making her want things she shouldn’t want. Not when she had feelings for him and his brothers. Not while she was trying to make a new life for herself. She wouldn’t start with this anger at not being able to control her life.

She pulled her lips away from his, climbed off of him, and stood up. Her breasts were level with his chest. Glancing down at his size and muscular forearms, her eyes lingered over his crotch. The man was sporting a thick, hard erection. He squeezed her ass, pulling her against him, and she felt it. Lena grabbed his shoulders.

“That was unexpected,” she whispered, and he smirked as he continued to massage her ass.

She tried to step back, but he tightened his hold and crunched up his eyebrows.

“Unexpected? Damn, Lena, you’re so sweet and innocent. No wonder you think you can handle yourself against men like Derrick and his asshole friends.”

She was insulted as she reached back to pull his hands from her ass. He released her, and she fixed her top and her shorts.

“I’ve been taking care of myself for years, Kenny.”

“Well, you don’t have to worry about taking care of yourself anymore. Not with me, Quinn, and Blake around.” She gasped at his audacity. Was he insinuating that she would easily accept such a relationship as what they were used to?
A ménage? What the fuck?

Before she could begin to lose her temper, they heard knocking on the front door. Kenny wiped his mouth then winked at her. “I’ll get that.”

“While you’re getting that, you can let yourself out, Kenny,” she stated firmly.

“Not a chance in hell, darling,” he stated over his shoulder as he winked at her.

The cocky bastard was a control freak. Wonderful.

As she turned to see who was at the front door, she saw Blake. He was carrying a couple of brown bags.

“Come on in.” Kenny opened the door and Blake appeared. Goddamn it, did her pussy clench with appreciation for Blake? Dark black shirt, tight blue jeans, and his gorgeous blue eyes sparkling with mischief as he looked from Lena to Kenny. Kenny was fixing his shirt which had come undone while they were making out in her bed. A blush covered her cheeks. She felt the warmth as Kenny shoved his shirt back into place.

“Brought you coffee and a muffin from town. I stopped by the doc’s office, but they said you had the day off.” Blake stated as he slowly approached her. He held out the coffee to her, and she took a deep breath as she stared up into his eyes.

He was lethal, and any woman would become putty in his hands.

“Thanks, Blake. I appreciate it.”

She took a sip then looked back at both men.

Kenny was leaning against the table, and Blake was standing a few feet away from her.

He stepped closer and cupped her cheek. She backed up and hit the wall. Blake trapped her against it.

He took her cup from her hand and placed it on the table beside Kenny.

“I ought to throw you over my knee and spank your ass, Lena. What in God’s name were you thinking not telling us what happened and riding your fucking bike home in the pouring rain? The police were called. Those assholes could have—” He stopped short as she nibbled her bottom lip. He pressed her against the wall, stared into her eyes, and clenched his teeth. “Lena,” he whispered, sounding desperate. Then he covered her mouth with his own. He kissed her and she was clearly knocked off-balance at his move. He tasted like coffee and mint, and his body was heavy and solid against her breasts. He held her face between his hands as he made love to her mouth. She was on fire with such need, and it had to have stemmed from getting felt up by Kenny only minutes ago. When his right hand smoothed down her throat, making her feel feminine and controlled, she felt her insides tingle with desire. His thumb caressed her throat then roamed over her shoulder, down her right side until he reached her waist.

She kissed him back and wrapped her arms the best she could around his wide shoulders. He lifted her hips and caressed her thighs so that she was forced to wrap her legs around his waist. He used the wall behind her as leverage to taste more of her skin and her body. She moaned into his mouth then felt his muscles beneath her fingertips. He released her lips to kiss her neck and shoulder. His hands were everywhere. They were on her hips, her thighs, and even her ass. She felt his long, thick finger press against her shorts and over her slit, and she jumped only for him to hold her tighter. He teased her clit, rubbed back and forth against her pussy, making her entire body wind up tight as a spring.

“Oh God, what are you doing to me, Blake?” She panted, gripping his shoulders as she thrust her hips against his finger.

“So fucking sexy and beautiful, Lena. I want you so bad it hurts inside,” he admitted and thrust his crotch against the front of her mound.

Lena screamed against his shoulder as she exploded against his fingers. He pulled her tighter into an embrace and rubbed along her back as he pulled her away from the wall.

“Amazing,” Kenny stated from behind Blake, and reality came back in a flash.

* * * *

Blake held her despite Lena’s attempt to escape.

“It’s okay, Lena. It’s completely natural with the attraction we all feel.”

She gripped his shoulders with her dainty little hands. She felt so light and feminine in his arms. Her breasts were big and the cleavage deep as he looked down to absorb her body.

He licked his lips, and she stirred in his arms.

“You’re gorgeous, Lena. I’ve wanted to touch you like that, amongst other things, for weeks now.”

“I can’t believe I just made out with two brothers.” She shook her head. “You need to let me down,” she told him as he and Kenny chuckled at her comment.

“When I’m ready.”

“Now, Blake.”

“No, Lena, when I’m ready to let my woman out of my arms, I’ll let you.”

Her eyes widened in shock and he waited for her attack. She was going to fight this attraction. He and his brothers knew it. But Lena would have to learn that they were there to protect her, and working at Rocky’s was no longer an option.

“Your woman? What in the world are you talking about?”

Blake held her against him as he turned her toward Kenny.

Kenny rubbed her back as he stood against her from behind. Lena looked over and up toward Kenny.

“Our woman. That’s what you are. We have some things to discuss with you once Quinn gets here,” Kenny told her as he caressed her shoulders.

“Quinn is coming here?” she asked, sounding terrified.

“Sure is, doll, and he’ll be expressing his concern over your lies and behavior last night as well,” Kenny added, and Blake gave her a stern expression.

“Why the hell didn’t you call one of us? What were you thinking headed home in the rain after they attacked you?” The thoughts and anger were raw and fresh in his mind. He hugged her to him and squeezed.

“Please let me down, Blake. This is all too much for one woman to handle.”