Holly's Awakening

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Copyright© 2013 Sam
Crescent

 
ISBN: 978-1-77130-546-4

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DEDICATION

There are moments in our lives when we have a chance to change our
lives. Writing has changed my life and every time I open a fresh document I'm
overcome with so much happiness. I want to say thank you to the readers and to
Evernight
for changing my life. I hope you enjoy Holly's
story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

HOLLY’S
AWAKENING

Creek Valley, 2

Sam Crescent

Copyright © 2013

Chapter One

“I need you to help her,
Kade
.
She’s dying inside, and there’s nothing I can do to bring her out of it,” Steven
Clark said.

Kade
Edwards looked over at his long-term partner and pain in the ass. He’d been
with Steven for three years, and they’d been friends before that. Even after
all this time together Steven could still piss him off. Their relationship was
solid—apart from one little problem. Steven wasn’t a submissive, and
Kade
needed one in his life. Also, they’d both agreed that
they missed a woman. Before either of them had taken the next step with each
other, they’d both enjoyed women.
Kade
had never lied
to Steven about his need for a female in their lives, and neither had Steven.

However, getting a woman to agree to be their third was
a lot more difficult than
Kade
had anticipated. Last
year he’d seen Gavin achieve that with his lover and woman. He’d also seen
plenty of couples around Creek Valley achieve it.
Kade
really hoped to find the woman for them.

Holly Walker was not that woman. She worked for
Steven in the offices at the ranch, but she was a timid little thing. A big
woman as well, her hips and tits were large, but she did have a tiny waist. She
also wore big, baggy clothing.
Kade
couldn’t recall a
time when he’d seen her in anything but jeans, and not that snug fit either.
And a sweater. Even in summer she wore a bloody sweater.

Holly was known around Creek Valley to those who
paid attention as being the main care-giver to her siblings. Her mother was a
whore who slept around with anyone who’d have her, and her father drank. In
fact, both parents drank, and neither of them were responsible for the other
children they’d brought into the world.

He was not looking for a timid woman.

“No, it’s not happening. I’m not dealing with her,
Steven. I can’t even believe you hired her. Does the girl own anything other
than a fucking sweater?” he asked.

“Don’t be mean. Holly is a lovely girl, and she
needs a firm hand. Her parents are useless. You know this. She has to handle
her younger brothers and sisters,” Steven said, arguing his point.

“What about the eldest brother? He works on my ranch,
and I know he helps Holly. I’ve seen them leaving together.”

“John helps her, but I’m not talking about helping
her in that way. Holly needs a dominant man,
Kade
.
She needs to have someone take away all responsibility and to simply take care
of her.”

Kade
shook his head. He wasn’t going to let this one slide. There was no way he was
going to let Steven convince him on this matter.

“I said no. I want a woman who can take our passion.
Not a woman who wears a sweater at all times of the year and also looks afraid
of her own shadow. It’s not going to happen.”

Steven stormed up to him, poked him in the chest,
and started ranting. “For a man who doesn’t want anything to do with her you’ve
taken into account her dress sense and the fact she leaves with her brother.
What else have you looked at?” Steven asked.

“Her hips and tits are too large. We don’t want a
woman like that, and you can’t convince me we do.”

“I think you need to take a long hard think about
what you’re saying. If you don’t want her then why the hell are you always
looking at her?”

Taking a step back,
Kade
looked at his lover.

“I’m asking you to take your time with her. She’s
wound so tight, and she’s submissive. If you don’t take this opportunity then I
know someone else will, and they may not treat her with the respect she
deserves.”

A knock at the door interrupted them from their
conversation.
Kade
took a seat on the sofa along the
far wall.

“Come in,” Steven said.

Holly stood in the doorway.
Kade
tensed as he took in her face. There were bruises around her left eye.

“I’m here, Sir,” she said, looking down at the
floor.

“What the hell happened to you?” Steven grabbed her
chin, turning her face this way and that.

“Nothing, I fell down the stairs. Nothing happened.
Is there anything you need me to do immediately?”

Kade
stared at her bruised eye, and anger consumed him. The only way those marks
could appear on her face was if she’d walked into a fist, not down the stairs.

“Come here,”
Kade
said.

Her glance went to him then to Steven.

“Go to him.” Steven guided her over to where
Kade
sat. Looking at her bowed head and shaking body,
Kade’s
heart broke. He saw the responsibility resting
inside her. John, her brother, held himself in the same kind of way. On Holly
it made her look broken and scared.

Standing up,
Kade
was
struck by how small she was. She only came to his chest, and her brown hair was
wound up in a ponytail. The length was short and when it was down would
probably only rest mid-way down her back.

Her eyes stared at something past his shoulder.
Kade
watched her reactions and knew Steven was right. If
someone didn’t step in right away she was going to snap. Her submissiveness
showed in the way she held herself. In his presence her natural instinct was to
submit.
Kade
saw it, recognised it, and respected it.

“Remove your sweater,” he said.

“What?” she asked. Her voice shook as she spoke the
one word.

“Are you wearing a bra underneath and a shirt?”

“Yes.”

“Then take your sweater off.”

Her fingers played with the bottom of her sweater.
He hated the damn thing.

Steven placed a hand on her shoulder. “Trust him.
He’s got your best interests at heart.”

Seeing the fight inside her,
Kade
took over. There really was too much responsibility on her little shoulders.
Taking hold of the bottom of the sweater, he tugged it over her head and threw
the offending item of clothing to the floor.

She stood in front of him wearing a top that clung
to her like a second skin. Unlike the sweater she wore, this shirt outlined her
curvy figure. Her waist was small compared to the expanse of her hips and
breasts.

He saw the outline of her nipples, which were once
again large. Lust hit him square in the groin. His cock thickened with the need
to taste her.

“
Kade
?” Steven called his
name, catching his attention.
 

Letting go of Holly, he grabbed her sweater off the
floor and handed it to her. In seconds she was out of the office. Steven stood
next to the closed office door.

“Well?”

“I’ll do it,”
Kade
said.
He saw no other choice but to take her and help her. Holly needed a firm hand
and someone to rely on. He and Steven were those people.

****

Holly sat behind her desk and looked at the computer
screen in front of her.
Kade
had left Steven’s office
several hours ago, and it was almost lunchtime. John would be outside waiting
for her in a few minutes. Pressing around her eye she winced from the instant
pain. She hated being hit in the face and making the same excuse of falling
down the stairs. She lived in a trailer, so they didn’t really have any stairs.
Holly knew what it felt like to be flung down the dozen steps leading up to the
front of the trailer, and not once did that leave a mark like the one on her
face.

Her father hadn’t liked the fact she didn’t have any
money, and neither did her mother. The only reason her father stopped hitting
her after one hit was because John had turned up ready to take her to work. At
least their father was terrified of John, as otherwise her bruising would be
far worse. Her father wasn’t too scared to call the sheriff if they took their
brothers and sisters away from them. Holly and John had tried to do that. Their
parents’ threat stopped them from trying again.