Keeley's Fight (The Protectors Series) (12 page)

Still trying to
catch his breath, Nate looked at Keeley in wonder. Wrapping his hand around her throat was only a guess, but he remembered the way she reacted when Ty had done it in their kiss the other day. He was glad to be right that, that had been what she needed to get off. Waiting for her to open her eyes, all Nate could think was this girl is fucking perfect. She was their soul mate. He had to make sure nothing ever happened to her again.

“Butterfly, you doing ok?” Nate asked her while rubbing his hand up and down her back. Smiling at him without opening her eyes she asked, “Can we do that again?”

“I’m here and ready if you are darlin’.” Ty smirked at the dreamy look on her face. Turning her over and forcing Ty onto his back, he placed his hands on her hips and pulled her on top of him. “What do I do?” She whispered.

Climbing behind her, Nate placed his hands on her ribs, leaned forward, and whispered, “I’ll guide you, Butterfly,” causing her to shiver. Pulling her to her knees, Ty aligned his cock with her pussy, while Nate helped her slowly lower herself onto him. Once she was fully seated on Ty, his brother moaned out, “Oh, fuck baby that is one golden pussy.”

When Nate let go of her she whimpered, grabbing his hands and putting them to her breasts she told him, “Please don’t leave, Nathaniel.” Kissing her temple, he pressed himself to her back and his cock nestled between her ass cheeks. Moaning at the contact she started to ride up and down on Ty’s cock.

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Having Keeley’s warm,
wet pussy wrapped around his cock, Ty felt ready to explode again. Knowing he wasn’t going to last long, he grabbed her hips and slammed up into her causing her to scream, “Oh my God!”

“Come on darlin’, come for me. I ain’t gonna last long with that silky heat wrapped around me,” Ty pleaded with her. Pumping into her faster and squeezing her hips tighter, he heard Nate ask her, “You need it again, don’t ya, Butterfly.”

“Yes, please,” she mewled back.

Watching in fascination while Nate lifted one hand from her breast and up her torso to wrap around her throat, Nate squeezed slightly harder than before. Watching her mouth open on a silent scream and her eyes roll back in her head, combined with her pussy squeezing his cock like a vise, Ty slammed her body down onto his cock once more and came harder than he ever had before. “Fucking Christ, woman, that shit is hot as hell!” He told her once she collapsed on his chest.

“Relax Butterfly, I’m going to go run you a bath so you’re not sore before you fall asleep.” Nate then got up to leave. Hearing the water turn on in the bathroom, Ty started rubbing circles on Keeley’s back, thinking of the way she gave herself to them. She was completely selfless, and when she came, it was like a dream. Ty couldn’t remember the last time he was that turned on or affected by a woman. Seeing Nate’s hand wrapped around her throat to help her reach her peak was fucking hot, too. He’d never seen anything like it before. Should have had my fucking camera he thought. He and Nate loved taking pictures of beautiful things. They’d never thought to take pictures of the women they’d been with before, but with Keeley it felt natural. He wanted to capture everything on film, so it would last a lifetime. Seeing her absolute pleasure on film would be a huge turn-on, something he could look back on in fifty years or so and remember.

When he heard the water shut off, Ty started to gently shake her. “Come on, your bath is ready, darlin’.” When she just mumbled incoherently and burrowed further into his chest, he chuckled and carried her in. Placing her in Nate’s lap, since he was already sitting in the tub, Ty went back to the room to change the sheets; ’cause Nate wasn’t lying when he said their girl was a squirter.

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Lying in Nathaniel’s
arms after making love to him and Tyler, Keeley felt heavenly. Her body was alight with pleasure. She was a little sore between her legs but figured that was normal for her first time. Plus, her men were very large in the penis department.

Thinking about how Nathaniel wrapped his hand around her throat to get her to come, she was shocked that it hadn’t scared her and, in fact, made her trust him all the more. Knowing he could do that and not hurt her was an amazing feeling. It was freeing in a way, because there were so many times when her father would try to choke her, and she figured she would be scared of such force. But all it did was turn her on more; it was like an instant way to make her orgasm. She also had doubts that maybe there was something wrong with her. Was her abuse so ingrained that she needed the violence to seek pleasure? Will they think less of her knowing she needs that to get off?

Not realizing she was mumbling about it, Keeley was shocked when Nathaniel grabbed her shoulders and turned her so she was facing him and said, “Butterfly that was fucking hot as hell. Knowing you trust me that much, to have that power and control over your mind and body, is incredibly arousing.”

“You don’t think there’s something wrong with me? My father choked me so many times, how can I not think that I’m some kind of freak?”

Startled by Tyler’s voice, she turned to look at him when he spoke. “Did it feel good, darlin’? You enjoyed what we did to you, right?”

“Yes, it was amazing. I’ve never felt so complete in my life.”

“Then there’s nothing wrong with you. If it’s something you consent to and enjoy, it’s natural. And believe me when I say, there was nothing sexier than seeing and feeling you let go the way did with Nate’s hand around that sexy elegant throat of yours,” Tyler interjected with hooded eyes and arousal in every line of his body. “Come on darlin’, the bed’s made and I’m wiped out.”

Climbing out with his help, Keeley couldn’t help but admire the solidness of his chest. The way his muscles rippled with movement as he knelt down to dry her off. Turning so he could dry her back, she watched as Nathaniel got up and out of the tub. His chest was a work of art; very defined pecs, they were solid muscle. An eight pack of abs that were so hard she could probably bounce a quarter off of him and not make a dent. His Semper Fi tattoo on the right pec was simple in calligraphy writing, but defined who he was and what he stood for. She also noticed that he had the same tattoo as Tyler on his left arm and shoulder. Brothers in Arms it read, on a waving American flag with an eagle flying over it.

“Did your whole unit have that tattoo?” she asked pointing to Nathaniel’s shoulder.

“Yes, we got them done after our first tour,” Nathaniel told her before picking her up and carrying her to bed. Kissing her goodnight Nathaniel climbed in beside her, laying her head on his chest and wrapping his arm around her back to settle on her ribs. Once Tyler shut off the light he climbed in behind her, kissing the back of her head and whispering goodnight, he molded his front to her back. Within minutes, Keeley fell asleep into one of the best nights of sleep she’d had in her life.

F
eeling better than
she had in years, both physically and emotionally, Keeley decided that she was going to make the guys dinner. After a week of staying in their home, they had finally gone back to work yesterday, and she wanted to do something nice for them. With limited mobility in her wrist still a factor, she decided on spaghetti and meatballs. Washing her hands proved to be difficult though.

Lost in thought thinking over the last week and how attentive Nathaniel and Tyler had been to her, she realized how truly happy she was here. They slept with her every night, but had yet to make a more intimate move on her again. At first she thought maybe it was because they truly did think there was something wrong with her for enjoying the way Nathaniel had wrapped his hand around her throat, but then she would see the heated looks they gave her when they thought she wasn’t looking, and all the kissing left her breathless. It was amazing how just one week could change her outlook on life. How she felt stronger in their presence. When the nightmares would come from her abuse, they were there to calm her fears by telling her how much she meant to them and that it wasn’t her fault. Not once did they ask about what gave her the nightmares, or why she screamed out in fear if they loomed over top of her trying to wake her up. They had to know something was very wrong but they were patient with her, which was what she needed from them and they instinctively knew that.

Not hearing the front door open or the footsteps come into the kitchen, she was startled by someone screeching, “Bitch, who the fuck are you?” Jumping, Keeley spun around in surprise and looked at the woman who just walked into Nathaniel and Tyler’s house without a qualm. She was nearly six feet tall with blonde hair and blue eyes, and she would have been gorgeous except for the ton of makeup that she was wearing. Giving Keeley the worst stink eye she’d ever received, she repeated her question. “Bitch, I said, who the fuck are you and why are you in my men’s house?”

Still baffled, she stuttered out hesitantly, “I’m Keeley, Nathaniel and Tyler’s girlfriend.” This made the woman scream bloody murder.

“No, you’re fucking not!!! I am!!” Flinching as she took a few steps forward, Keeley shrunk a little and backed into the sink, while this mad woman kept advancing on her.

“Please don’t,” Keeley whimpered right before she hit her hard across the face, causing her to fall and land on her injured arm. Crying out she curled into a ball, which only seemed to anger her further, and she started kicking her anywhere she could land her foot. After telling her she was a useless piece of shit, she left the room. She didn’t hear the front door slam shut, so she assumed this woman was still in the house. Taking a quick look around, she didn’t see or hear her so she got up and bolted for the back door, and kept running until she got to the trees, and still didn’t stop until her lungs were wheezing so bad she could no longer breathe.

Spotting a hollowed out tree, she crawled in and sunk down on her butt. Lifting her legs up, she hugged them to her chest and cried
. You should have known it was too good to last
. Her inner voice screamed at her.

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Driving home an
hour and half later than what they told Keeley they would be, Nate had a bad feeling in his gut, and after years in the service he never ignored that feeling. “Something’s wrong Ty, I can feel it,” he said quietly.

“You feel it, too?” Ty asked. Nodding his head in agreement, Ty told him to step on it. Speeding through the streets of Austin to the outskirts of the city where their house was, they made it home in half the time it usually took.

Hopping out before the truck was fully stopped Ty ran to the house, with Nate close on his heels. Opening the front door quietly, with their guns pulled out from their shoulder holsters, they made their way into the house silently. Hearing clattering and a curse from the kitchen, Nate looked to Ty and motioned him forward. Walking into the kitchen on silent feet, they froze dead at the sight before them.