Town of Chance: Fight for Freedom(3)

By: Dixie Lynn Dwyer



Kenneth cupped her cheek and tilted her chin up toward him. She locked gazes with his dark blue eyes.

“I can’t take it. I watch you and I can see the fear in your eyes, can sense when you’re scared or thinking about something bad. I see it more and more and it concerns me. We’re not stupid, Shelby. It’s obvious that something has happened in your past, something with a man that is making you hold back from us.”

She shook her head and he firmed his grip on her chin.

“God, baby, don’t fucking deny it,” he said so sternly she stiffened and felt that twinge of concern. But it wasn’t like when she was with Skip and he ordered her around. This was different. She felt aroused, attracted to Kenneth. This was a disaster in the making.

“Please, Kenneth. I just want to be left alone.”

He shook his head. “You’re never alone anymore. We’re always thinking of you, trying to remain nearby when we can. You’re not alone. Come take a chance on us.

“No, Kenneth.”

“Why not?” Bender pushed, coming up behind her. He placed his hands on her hips and now she was squeezed between the two men.

She closed her eyes. God it felt so good, so right, but look what happened to C.J. Skip would have thought nothing of killing one of these men or all three of them to get to her. She wouldn’t have their blood on her hands.

She felt lips touch hers. Her eyes popped opened but then Kenneth was drawing her in, cupping her head and kissing her. She was caught between what she really wanted and what she couldn’t really have. Not now. Perhaps not ever.

She felt the hands on her hips squeeze, and then her hair being moved to the side and another set of lips on her neck. They were kissing her. Two men at once and she felt her pussy spasm and she came.

She moaned so loudly it caused Kenneth to pull her tighter against him. He cupped her breast on one side and Bender cupped her breast on the other.

It was too much, too wild as she pulled from his mouth and the tears filled her eyes. So badly she wanted to give in and feel more but she couldn’t. The scars, the fear of getting them killed pounded inside of her head. She slammed her hands against his chest and gripped Kenneth as Bender brushed fingers over her nipples as he pressed against her back. His cock felt so hard at her ass.

“You’re so fucking incredible. You came in my arms,” Kenneth whispered and tried kissing her. She turned away. Bender’s hands stopped and he grabbed her hips, holding her in place from behind.

She looked up at Kenneth.

“I can’t do this with you. I can’t,” she said and started pulling away. Bender grabbed her around the waist and hoisted her up close against his chest. She felt how wet her panties were. She had come as both men pressed against her, aroused her, kissed her, and played with her breasts. How could she deny it?

Bender held her gaze.

“I’m not letting you go. Not until you tell us why you keep pushing away from us, and why you won’t give into this attraction we all feel.”

“Bender, I can’t,” she whispered, and a tear fell and she wiped it away.

His eyes squinted at her and his hold tightened. “I don’t like this. You’re keeping secrets, and my brothers and I are concerned to say the least.

“We sure are,” Kenneth said, standing there with his hands on his hips and his shirt undone. Had she done that while he kissed her?

She swallowed hard.

“I already explained when Caroline was in trouble that I had a bad relationship. I’m trying to be independent, to establish my career and take care of myself. I don’t want or need anything else in my life right now.” Bender widened his eyes, and she could tell she probably insulted him. This wasn’t working. They were both staring at her, determined to break her down. She needed to get away from them. Being in their arms felt so good.

“We’re not going to hurt you,” Kenneth said as he reached over and gently caressed a curl of her hair from her cheek and placed it over her shoulder. His thumb brushed over her cheekbone.

“We’ll take things slow. We’ll work through your fears and reservations.”

“There’s nothing to work through. I just can’t get involved with you.”

“Tell us right now if this relationship you were hurt in is over, or if this has the potential of turning into something like what your sister was involved in,” Bender said, shocking her. Even when everything happened with Caroline, no one asked her about her last name being different, or about why she left New York and came here. These men knew she had a bad relationship but they didn’t think it was anything like Caroline’s with Cameron. Skip was worse. Skip had turned out to be a masochist. She found out that he was cheating on her and into some crazy shit when she walked into his apartment to surprise him on her lunch hour and there was a woman tied to the bed with welts and cuts along her back and ass. But the biggest shock was the dark smile on Skip’s face and the pleasurable moans that came from the woman’s mouth.

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