Dare to Trust (The Dare 1)

“He lay on your bed. He touched your panties. He…Fuck.” He pulled her close and kissed her deeply. It was as if he was trying to get the images out of her head. She held him tight and she thought about what he didn’t say. What he couldn’t say. Peter was on her bed. He did things. He touched her panties. What had he done to them?

He released her lips slowly and then controlled his breathing.

“Let’s get the shower ready. I’ll help you. I need to be inside of you, baby. I need to be that close.”

He undressed her and she undressed him then they got into the shower together.

Danny didn’t hesitate. He washed her up, making her skin soft and covered in lathered soap. He turned her around to help rinse her body and then he turned her back to face him.

“I need you.” He cupped her breasts then leaned forward and kissed her lips. She reached between them and stroked his cock, She ran her sudsy fingers back and forth over the ridge and then to his testicles and massaged them. He kissed her deeply and moaned into her mouth.

In a flash his fingers were stroking her cunt, bringing her juices out to lubricate her channel.

The water flowed between them, washing away the remainder of suds and cascading them in warmth. His kisses grew deeper, more demanding, and then he lifted her up and pressed her against the tiled wall.

She maneuvered his cock toward her pussy and sank down on the thick, hard muscle. Tilting her head back, she moaned and he began t

o thrust and rock his cock deeper and faster into her pussy.

“I love how you feel inside of me. Everything is perfect,” she told him, and he growled out almost in anger.

His face wedged against the crook of her neck and his mouth suckled hard against her skin. He gripped her hips and stroked harder, faster into her.

“You’re mine. All mine. No one can ever have this body, have your orgasms, your pleasure but my brothers and me.” His strokes were so hard, so deep she cried out in ecstasy.

“Yes. Yes, Danny, all yours and Mike’s and Jack’s. Only you,” she told him as a feeling of possessiveness and need shot through her system. She ran her fingers through his hair, she counterthrust against him, and then she felt her entire body tighten as she screamed her release and Danny growled out his against her neck. The water splashed between their bodies as skin collided against skin in those last few strokes. Then they held one another close and she relished in the way she felt with him inside of her and the connection that could never be severed.

“I love you, forever,” she whispered and she hugged him tight until the water cooled and they were forced to step back out into reality.

* * * *

“I can’t get the fucking image out of my mind. I can’t. I tried, but it’s no use. I see that fucking asshole’s face from the picture in my head. Then I see her bedroom, the way he slept on her bed as if he were waiting for her. The worst, the fucking panties, a bunch of them scattered, ripped on the floor and on the bed, then the one pair on the rug. The ones he jerked off in thinking about our woman. Our Marlena.” Mike raised his voice and slammed his hand down onto the island in the kitchen.

“Damn it, I fucking can’t even imagine. The sheriff is pissed off, Taylor looks ready to kill someone, and poor Marlena doesn’t know any of this. We need to tell her. She needs to understand that she has to stay with us and be surrounded by people who can protect her until this dick is found,” Jack told his brother.

“I know. Believe me, I fucking know but I can’t talk to her right now and explain. I have to be part of the search crew. I need you and Danny to stay with her.”

“Mike, she needs you, too. If you walk out of here tonight to go search for this guy without first talking to her and letting her know what happened and how you feel then she’s going to distance herself from you.”

“What do you mean? Why? She knows I’m a cop, that I need to be part of this.”

“She doesn’t know anything because you haven’t told her shit. Danny took her upstairs to shower and change. You need to clear the air and let her know what you’re doing and how much you love her.”

“What’s going on?” Danny asked, joining them at the kitchen counter. It was dark out. Dinner was cooking in the pan. Mike just wanted to explore the feelings him and his brothers had for Marlena and not be facing a situation like this. The guy was taunting the police, basically saying that he didn’t think they could catch him. It was like he thought he had the upper hand. That was what really pissed Mike off. Who the hell was this guy and how did he get away with all the things he did and not get caught? He was barely questioned by police. He looked at Danny.

“Where is Marlena?” Mike asked.

“She had a headache. She’s laying down a bit. I told her we would wake her to eat in a little while. So maybe you’d like to explain in better detail about today, and what the plan is so we can find this asshole and take him out,” Danny said to Mike.

Mike took a deep breath and released it.

“Now is a better time as any to explain things to us. The three of us need to be on the same page about this guy. What’s the plan of action? Is anyone looking for him right now?” Danny asked.

“There’s a team out right now. They’re casing the wooded areas, and a little far north into the mountains in case he’s hiding out there. So far no word on anything yet,” Mike told them, and he explained about Marlena’s cottage, about Peter’s note, combined with what they already knew from Detective Morgan.

“So this other team, the one you want to be part of, is going out in the morning?” Danny asked.

“About four a.m. The sheriff got a hold of his friends in the K-9 unit. They feel they can get a great scent of Peter from the bedsheets and other items he touched,” Mike told them and ran his fingers through his hair.