Badge of Honor (The Town of Pearl 9)

“Let’s take care of our woman,” Gus whispered after pulling slowly from her lips.

Harper stepped closer. Lauren turned to look at him shyly.

“Don’t be afraid. We’ll never hurt you,” he told her and then ran his fingers along her jaw, gripped her chin, and leaned forward to kiss her.

Gus removed his shirt.

She tasted so sweet. Her lips full from Gus’s kisses, and the thought aroused Harper more.

“You’re okay? You want this?” he found himself asking and prayed profusely she didn’t say no.

“Yes, Harper. I don’t want to be afraid anymore. I don’t want to worry about the price on my head or anything that might happen. I just want to feel safe and protected. I’m tired, Harper. Tired of being scared and feeling out of control and unsafe.”

“But you are safe. Here with all of us is the safest place you could be.” They all turned to the sound of Galvin’s voice. He stepped through the large open doorway. Orin and Mace followed.

“We’ve got you. Let go and let us take care of you, baby,” Gus told her then reached for the hem of her shirt. “Arms up, doll,” he whispered and Harper licked his lips as Gus removed her shirt. She stood in her shorts and sports bra, her abundant breasts stuffed into the spandex, causing a deep cleavage. Then Harper’s eyes went to the scars from the gunshot wounds.

Gus ran a finger over the one by her collarbone and shoulder. He leaned forward and kissed the uneven skin.

She closed her eyes and gripped the counter behind her.

Harper reached for her shorts and slowly pushed them down.

The others gathered around her. They all seemed to absorb her body, her beauty, and the remnants of her profession. A scar by her rib, long, light pink, and older. Her file said she had been attacked, along with her partner, but survived the knife attack. They saw the bullet wound to her ribs and the one to her thigh. Orin stepped up, knelt down before her naked body, and licked along her thigh and over the wound.

She gripped his hair and head then held onto Harper’s gaze.

“You’re gorgeous, Lauren. Scars and all.”

Her cheeks changed to a rosy red color, indicating his words touched her. Galvin stepped closer and cupped her cheek.

“I can’t wait to explore every inch of this body. You’re stunning and sexy. We’re going to make you officially ours, right now.” He leaned closer and kissed her lips. She stepped into his embrace and hugged him.

“Harper, start the shower for us,” Gus said as he undressed the rest of the way. Mace walked behind Lauren and kissed her shoulder then unclipped the bra she wore. Galvin stepped back and looked at her breasts.

Harper started the shower and then looked at his team. They all appeared hungry, wanton, but also controlled. They were all hard, rough men, but it seemed they understood that Lauren needed them to be compassionate and to take their time.

“You enjoy your time with Harper and Gus. Orin, Mace, and I will be waiting in the bedroom. Waiting to make love to you next. Waiting to get a closer look at that sexy tattoo. Okay?” Galvin asked her and she nodded her head. He gave her lips another sweet, soft kiss and then they walked out of the bathroom, leaving Lauren with Gus and Harper.

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Lauren accepted Gus’s hand as he helped her into the shower. Behind her Harper finished undressing and she couldn’t seem to wait for him to be in there with her, too. It was so strange how comfortable she felt with all five men. They were all nearly fully clothed and there she was naked and aroused before them like some offering and feast.

The thought made her pussy spasm as Gus turned her around to face the water, and to let the multiple showerheads cascade over and around her. The heads of the shower were everywhere hitting her most intimate parts and arousing her even more.

She moaned softly as Gus spread her thighs and stepped against her, his long, thick cock between her ass cheeks.

“You’re gorgeous, Lauren. So fucking beautiful,” he said and then began to wash her hair and massage her scalp. It felt wonderful.

She closed her eyes and allowed the soap to rinse from her hair when she felt the washcloth, soft and soapy against her breasts, and Harper squatting down in front of her. His lips touched her belly, her ribs, and the scarring she had. His hands, combined with Gus’s as they explored her body, lathering up soap and massaging it into her aroused skin, was overwhelming.

“Oh God I can’t take it. I need more.”

“We’ll give you more. We’ll give you all of us,” Harper said as he stroked a finger between her pussy lips and then pressed upward.

Lauren gasped and then began to lift and lower over his fingers, riding them.

Behind her Gus massaged her ass cheeks and then licked and nibbled against her skin from her neck, down her back to between her ass cheeks.