Epilogue
Ben
“Are you sure you’re up for this today, Mina?” I ask as I pull her into my lap and turn us to my computer screens.
“Yep, I want to get this over with, this is the last one,” she says confidently, making me smile as I click on the folder containing the photos.
“You know the drill, you tell me when you recognize someone.” She nods her head and I start scrolling through the images of men, my hand firmly planted under her shirt, on her stomach.
This is the fifth, and thankfully, final person we need to track down. It hadn’t sat well with us that there were other men out there that had hurt and touched our girl. With her agreement, we decided we needed to bring them to justice.
So with her help of names and places, we started the painstaking journey of looking through driver’s license photos of possible suspects.
Some were easier to find than others, depending on what Mina knew about them.
But we’d tracked down four of the five so far, only one more to go.
And this one is definitely the hardest as she didn’t know the city she was in at the time she met him.
Mina thought we were handing the information over to the police.
But we didn’t want to put her through all those trials.
It was bad enough she had to go through Jeff’s and Paul’s.
Jeff only got four years for what he did to her, but Paul, he was a convicted serial killer.
Not only that but many of his victims had been children, since their ages matched Mina’s throughout the past fifteen years.
Atlas said he could call in a favor and get him taken out in prison. But we decided being there was a worse punishment than death. Most inmates, although convicted criminals themselves, don't take well to child killers.
After seeing Jeff’s sentencing was only four years, we decided not to report them. Instead we gave their info to The Undertakers. A group of assassins who work from the shadows to help clean up where the authorities' hands are tied.
We don’t know for certain that they killed the four men whose names and details I gave them through the dark web. But I do know that each of them have gone missing within a week of me uploading their names.
Is what we’re doing morally wrong? I like to think it’s not since we’re not doing any killing ourselves, as much as we might like to. But we don't want to drag Mina around as we hunt them down. Nor do we want their deaths to tie back to her in any way.
“There!” she exclaims, pointing to a photo on my screen. I read the name and smile. Well, Mr. Adam Daniels, looks like your time has just run out.
Mina
“Max! Don’t you dare!” I say nervously, holding both palms out to him in the universal sign for stop. But it doesn’t stop him as he lunges for me, easily throwing me over his bare shoulder and he stomps towards the water.
“I’ll teach you to tease me!” he exclaims as we approach the lake.
“No, it’s too cold, please please! I’ll do anything!” I beg, trying to wiggle my way free from his grip on my thigh.
But he slaps my ass making me squeal. “Nope, you knew what you were getting yourself into every time your little hand grazed my cock.”
So maybe I had been overly flirty with him today.
With all of them really. But I couldn’t help it, it was our third annual camping trip and something about being out in nature with them turns me on.
Maybe because we always ended up having crazy hot camping sex.
Or maybe it’s being surrounded by nature with no distractions.
Or it could be seeing my seven ripped, handsome husbands chopping logs and pitching tents.
Whatever the reason, camping had become my favorite thing to do with them.
The lingering looks, the constant touches.
So when Max was tasked with cooking dinner tonight, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him.
Every time his eyes would meet mine I’d blush, wondering if he knows what I’m thinking.
I kept making excuses to pass him, my hand or ass accidentally grazing his groin, hoping he’d stop cooking and take me right then and there.
So when he said I knew what I was doing, he was right. But he didn’t do it when I was waiting for it. He waited for me to drop my guard before coming for me. I just didn’t think it would end with him throwing me in the lake. I thought it’d end with my back against the tree as he pounded into me.
Suddenly, I’m lowered into his arms and he smiles down at me mischievously. We’re standing at the edge of the lake and I grip his arms, hoping if he throws me in, at least I’ll take him with me.
“Alright, trouble. You have two options. Option one, I throw you in the lake. Op—”
“Option two!” I say, cutting him off.
“You don’t even know what it is,” he laughs.
“Doesn’t matter, it’s gotta be better than that cold lake,” I tell him hopefully.
“Alright, you asked for it.” He turns and carries me back to the campsite as Daisy barks, excitedly running along beside us, wanting to get in on the fun she’s sure we’re having.
“Alright guys, she chose option two,” he tells the others as he carries me into camp.
“Fuck yeah!” Tucker exclaims as he starts undoing his belt.
My eyes widen. “Umm… Max? What exactly did I agree to?”
Tucker starts laughing. “You didn't tell her?”
“She didn’t give me the chance,” Max says, dropping me to my feet in front of the picnic table.
“Oh, Sugar, you should have taken option one.”
“Why?” I ask with wide eyes as I see all seven of my men look at me with predatory gazes.
“Because,” Max says, grabbing the hem of my shirt and ripping it over my head. “Option two is each of us getting a piece of you, all over this campsite.”
“And you thought I’d have a problem with that?” I ask in amusement as Max yanks my pants down and pulls off his own clothes as fast as he can, eyeing my body as he goes.
“Did I forget to mention that you don’t get to come?” He asks right before he spins me around and pushes my chest down to the table. He pulls my panties aside and sinks two fingers into my wet core, making me gasp as he groans.
I feel his hard cock run up and down my ass crack as he works me up quickly. “Fuck, baby. You got me so hard, I can’t hold back for much longer. I’m gonna come so fast in this juicy pussy of yours.” His fingers retreat and his cock replaces them, filling me up as I cry out.
He places one palm on my back and the other squeezes my ass as he pushes himself all the way in. He growls as he holds himself there for a moment before pulling back and slamming into me. I cry out from the dual sensations of being fucked by him while being pressed into the unforgiven wooden table.
My core starts to tighten as he cries out and his hot cum shoots inside of me. Just as I’m about to reach my own peak he pulls out of me and pinches my clit.
“Ah!” I say, trying to squirm away from him, which only makes him chuckle as he presses his chest to my back and hugs me. I relax with a sigh, as his warm, sated body melts against me.
“Alright, lemme at her,” Tucker says right before Max is pulled off of me. He pulls me up and turns me to face him. He’s shirtless, wearing only his cowboy hat and jeans that are unbuttoned and showing off his trimmed happy trail.
I lick my lips in appreciation. It’d recently come to his attention how much I like seeing him shirtless in his cowboy hat. It’s led to some fun bedroom times where the hat is the only thing he has on.
“You ready for me, Sugar?”
“Always,” I whisper right before his lips crash into mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and he hoists me up by my bare ass as my legs circle his waist. He tries to devour me with the kiss, our tongues clash as I try to fight for dominance.
I feel a warm body against my back and break the kiss to see Tucker has pressed me against Ben’s naked body, where he stands against a tree for support.
“Hi, Princess, you think you handle us both?”
“Will you let me come?”
“Nope,” he says, a grin splitting his face before he kisses me. Tucker starts working my clit as Ben’s hands find my chest. He pinches my nipples softly, making them instantly hard for him.
Tucker pushes my panties further to the side then I feel his hard cock push into me. I turn my face back to him as I moan and he seals his lips to mine, his tongue demanding entrance.
Ben’s hand moves down and collects some of the wetness dripping from me to lube both him and my ass. He presses two fingers into me, pumping them in and out until I’m sufficiently primed for him, then he slowly sinks himself into me.
“Oh my god!” I cry out at the fullness. They hold me between them, unmoving as I adjust. But Tucker doesn’t stop kissing me and as their hands keep caressing my body, I’m worked up and begging for them in no time.
“Please! Move!”
They waste no more time as they start alternating thrusts. How was I supposed to not come when they were working me up so fast? Every time Tucker presses all the way in, he pushes against my clit, and the way Ben’s fingers are strumming over my nipples has me soaring towards my peak.
“I’m almost there,” Ben growls near my ear. I should tell them I am, too. I know I’m not supposed to come yet, this was supposed to be a punishment after all, but my need for release overtakes my brain and when Ben’s teeth clamp down on my shoulder, I explode.
I scream as my entire body convulses, which sends both of them over the top as well, their releases spilling into me as I shake between them. Tucker pulls out of me first as he grips my chin and forces me to look up at him.
“My naughty girl. You weren’t supposed to come, now were you?” I bite my lip, a little nervous about what my punishment might be, but Ben distracts me by sucking on my neck. I angle my head away from him, to give him more access.
Tucker gives me a knowing look as he steps back. Suddenly, Dom is in front of me. He reaches out and trails a finger up the center of my chest as he speaks. “Kitten, I thought you were my good girl?”