“Take your time,” he whispered.
“I was frantic and slammed that metal pole so damn hard I finally broke the knob. I got it open and when I looked down the hallway, there was Don, his back facing me. His foot was on little Kenny’s back, holding him to the floor as he laughed and watched whatever Caden was doing. I was so angry and scared I ran with the pole and slammed it against him, making Don fall to the floor and away from Kenny. Kenny ran to the right and I looked at Caden. I looked at Caden and…”
She covered her face with her hands and began to cry. She was sobbing and Beck pulled her against his chest, wrapped her up in his arms, and held her close. He kissed her forehead and her cheeks and rocked her in his arms. She needed a few seconds to calm down and she pulled back. She shook her head.
“I can’t,” she said and tried getting up, but Beck wouldn’t let her, nor would the others. “Get it out, honey. Just let it go and tell us. Maybe talking about it will help you to heal. We won’t tell anyone about this. We won’t share what you tell us,” Sparrow said to her. She looked at him and held his gaze.
“You can’t. Lois would be devastated. She isn’t over any of it. She’s been seeing a counselor and Kenny, too. He saw so much. Too much,” she said as more tears rolled down her cheeks.
Jace reached over and gently caressed them away.
“You don’t need to tell us every detail. Just how you guys got out and got away?” he said to her, and she knew it was because he wanted to know about her scars. About getting shot.
She wiped her eyes.
“I ran into the living room and saw what Caden was doing to Lois. How he beat her and…and had her bent over the couch.” She ran her hand over her mouth. She heard them curse and then felt Ridge’s hands tighten on her shoulders.
“I dove at him like a crazy woman. I did whatever I could to stop him and tackled him to the floor and we fought. I just kept hitting him, and he was hitting me. Then I felt the gun to my shoulder and Don telling me to get off of Caden. I knew if I did that we would all be dead. I was so angry I used a move on him, knocked the gun from his hands, and struck Don. Caden went to reach for his gun and as Don turned and I struck, he pulled the trigger, hitting me in the side. I tackled him, grabbed the gun as I knocked him down, took it, and I shot him when he tried getting away.
As I turned toward Caden, he was pointing a gun at me and we both pulled the triggers. I felt the hit to my chest, then him falling on top of me and I unloaded the gun into him. I just kept shooting and shooting until I couldn’t anymore.”
“My God, baby. You could have died,” Beck said to her as he cupped her cheeks.
“All that racket and yelling had finally gotten someone to call the police. I remember shoving Caden off of me and then feeling a small hand caress my hair from my cheek and cover my shoulder where I was bleeding.” She sniffled.
“Kenny?” Jace whispered.
She nodded.
“Then Lois was leaning against me crying until the paramedics and all the police arrived. I went through numerous surgeries, was touch and go for a bit, but I knew Lois and Kenny needed me. We had to get through this. That little boy needs love, needs happiness, not fear and pain.”
“You saved them, Valentina. You are bringing them peace and happiness and safety. Coming here to a place like Salvation was meant to be. You were meant for us, and we for you, honey,” Sparrow told her and leaned closer and kissed her lips. She ran her fingers through his hair and felt Beck press forward and kiss her chest. He moved the material of her top down a little until the scar could be seen. She pulled back for Sparrow. Ridge kissed her shoulder on that side. Jace reached up and ran his thumb along the scar.
“You’ve got battle wounds just like us, baby,” he whispered.
“You’re so special, Valentina. We want to take all those bad thoughts away. We want to make happy memories with you and embrace these feelings we all have. You can trust us. We’re here for you and we’re here for your family,” Beck said to her then kissed her lips. When he released them, he slowly lowered her top, her strapless bra barely covering her abundant breasts, and he leaned forward and kissed the scar. She gripped his shoulders and lifted up and Beck cupped her breasts. She felt him pull the bra down and then he latched onto one breast as Sparrow latched onto her other. They tugged on her nipples and she moaned and held onto them. She felt Jace’s hand maneuver under her shorts to her panties. She lifted higher, giving him better access to her cunt, and he pressed a digit up into her. She rocked her hips and felt the lips against her spine next. Ridge joined in. They were all exploring her body, taking from her and making her want them in every way.
Sparrow released her breast and stood up. “Come home with us. Let us make love to you and make you all ours.”
“Yes, Valentina. I want you so badly, baby. We all need you,” Ridge told her.
She looked at Beck as he released her breast and lifted her bra and top back into position. Jace slowly thrust fingers into her cunt and gripped her hair and neck to move her mouth closer to his.
“I want to make you mine, baby. I want to sink my hard cock deep into this wet, hot pussy and claim every inch of you. I want you to let go. We all need this. We all need one another,” he said and kissed her deeply. She rocked her hips and moaned into his mouth. She didn’t want to think. She wanted to feel more. She wanted to be free.
He released her lips. “I want that, too. I want to go home with you and make love. I’m ready,” she whispered. He smiled softly and gently pulled his fingers form her pussy and then brought his fingers to his lips and sucked away her cream. “Damn, baby, your cream is my new favorite snack.”
She lowered her eyes and felt her cheeks warm as Beck lifted her up and began carrying her across the grass. They all followed, and she held him tightly and couldn’t wait to make love to these men for the very first time.
* * * *
Valentina stood in front of a king-size bed and looked around the room. It was big, decorated in a masculine fashion with lots of rich, deep colors. She felt a little nervous, especially as she toed off her flip-flops and stood in front of Beck. He removed his shirt and now cupped her cheeks before sweeping down to kiss her softly on the lips.
She caught a glimpse of the tattoos along his arm, bright red and green colors, and an American flag, too. She ran her hands along his arms, feeling the dips of muscles.
“You got me shaking here, Valentina. I can’t wait to explore this body,” Ridge whispered against her neck as he pressed against her back. She felt his large hands move along her clothing and press the one-piece down and off of her.
Beck released her lips as Ridge unclipped her bra and it fell to the floor.