Angelique (22 page)

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After supper they sat outside, and as Angelique helped Remy to the lounge chair, Eloi brought up today’s accident. Armand wasn’t too happy about it as he looked at Remy, remembering how scared he was seeing his brother slide down the broken ladder then take a fall to the ground. He ran a hand through his hair and avoided Angelique’s stare. She had been a victim only a short time ago, too. That scared him and angered him just as much. This was his family, and he needed to protect them.

“I don’t know what to think or where to begin to explore. Only Tye and Mike had mentioned an interest in the land and our business, but it seems it was more out of conversation than anything,” Marcel stated.

“A lot of people have been interested in the land over the years. It would take some time to go back and remember exactly who,” Eloi said.

“I just can’t believe anyone would go to such measures to stop us from building a community center. I mean, everyone was so excited and supportive of this project. Look at all the donations,” Armand added.

“You could go back through the town records,” Angelique added, and they all looked at her.

“I mean, if you know someone, it would be easier to find what you need. If someone checked out that particular area of property, it is on record with the town. At least it’s supposed to be. They might have even sent a letter of request at some point. Some of the people in our town get inquiries all the time that they deny. Orchidea has a lot of open land, but the owners don’t want it to turn into no tourist city. They like it homey and tight knit,” she stated.

“Orchidea? Where’s that at?” Armand asked.

“It’s about thirty minutes south of here. You all wouldn’t even know it existed because there’s this long dirt road straight through the swamp to get to it. But once you’re on the other side, it’s something to see. We got the place all decorated with flowers and a restaurant and different stores. My sisters Angelina and Ellena own Aubert’s restaurant. It’s real down-home Cajun cooking. We all know how to cook. Then my other sister, Illeanna, she’s a chef in Monte about forty minutes from here, and Mikayla, she works for a real estate company,” Angelique informed them.

“You got four sisters, huh? Are you the youngest, sugar?” Remy asked.

She smiled. “Sure am. That’s why they’re so overprotective of me. But it’s real funny because we all look a lot alike. I mean, you can tell that we’re Auberts, but we all have unique personalities.” She smiled then lowered her eyes.

“I was hoping that maybe you all would want to meet my sisters and see Orchidea this weekend?” she asked as she kept her head down.

“Sugar, you look at me,” Armand stated then placed his hand on her knee.

She looked up, and he smiled. He was thrilled that she was sharing her life with them finally. She was like an onion and needed peeling one layer at a time. He understood that, especially after the abusive relationship she was in. He felt just as protective of her now, too.

“We all would love to meet you sisters and to see where you live. We want to know everything about you.” He squeezed her knee, and she smiled.

“In that case, let me just run to the car real quick. I’ll be a few minutes, but I want to explain it all to you, okay?”

Armand grabbed her hand to stop her.

“You’re coming right back?” he asked, and she smiled then bent down and kissed him on the lips.

“Just meet me in the living room.”

He watched her walk away.

Armand looked at his brothers.

“We need to protect her. If someone is trying to hurt our business, they could come after her. Look what happened on the site,” he stated then stood and clenched his teeth.

“It’s a good thing, her wanting us to meet her sisters and to see where she live,” Marcel added.

“We’re making progress, Armand.
We
all protect what’s ours,” Remy said as he stood up.

“I better start walking now. It’s going to take a little more time for me than y’all,” Remy said as he began walking slowly out of the room.

Armand ran a hand through his hair.

“It could have been worse. How could I not see this coming? Who could it be?” he asked.

Eloi and Marcel looked just as upset and annoyed.

“Don’t know, but I intend on finding out,” Eloi said then walked toward the inside of the house.

“We start our own investigating Cajun-style, bra. We find out in no time,” Marcel added before following Eloi.

Armand knew his brothers were right. Now that they faced the fact that someone was trying to sabotage their company and the community center, they knew they had to handle this their way. No harm would come to their loved ones. No harm.

* * * *

Angelique set everything up in the bedroom. She placed her merchandise on display around a box decorated in her signature design, and she threw on one of her favorite teddies that was in a purple color similar to her favorite orchid. It was beaded along the bustline and flared out, just landing inches above her pussy. One blow of a small breeze and the matching thong panties would be revealed. She even remembered to attach her belly jewelry, which was a diamond with four delicate chains each different lengths with tiny diamonds on the ends. It reminded her of a starburst. It was small and dainty looking, not gaudy, and only dipped slightly past her belly button. She hoped the men would love it. She yelled down to them to come up in five minutes. Then she closed the door and began to light the candles. Only two minutes later, Eloi came pushing through the door with his brothers following suit. She had just lit the last candle and placed her hands on her hips.

“Hey, I told you five minutes, Eloi,” she reprimanded, but the men nearly toppled one another as they shoved deeper into the room, absorbing the sight of Angelique’s nighty. She was thrilled that they obviously loved it.

“Honey, my dick doesn’t have any perception of time when it comes to you,” he told her then licked his lips and walked closer. She immediately placed her hand up, palm forward. Eloi, thank heavens, stopped. Armand, Marcel, and Remy walked closer.

“You, come sit on the bed right now. You’re supposed to be resting,” she told Remy as she took his hand and led him to the bed. He looked her body over and kept his eyes locked with it as she directed him to sit. He touched the material against her belly.

“That’s real nice, sugar. It’s a shame it won’t be on long,” he teased as he tried to push it aside so he could see her thong. She gave his hand a slap and turned.

“It will be on as long as I intend it to be.”

The others looked at her, but their patience was diminishing. She could tell as the men began to strip.

She stomped her foot and demanded that they hear her out.

“We are going to listen and then we’re gonna fuck,” Eloi told her in such a rich, thick Cajun accent she felt her belly clench and her mouth drop.

“Eloi Lafont, you promised to let me explain things about myself to you. I’m trying to come clean here,” she told him.

“There’re other ways we can cleanse you,” Marcel teased and crossed his arms in front of his bare chest. He was only wearing a pair of boxers, and his cock was sticking out of the fold. She swallowed hard.

She began to take a few steps away from them and set the candles to where she wanted them then she began.

“Y’all like this?” she asked as she pointed to the negligee she wore, and each man smiled and either nodded or said “yes.”

“You like the way the material feels between your fingers?” she asked as she walked in front of them one at a time and allowed them to touch it.

“It’s real soft,
fille
, just like you,” Armand told her, and his brothers agreed.

“Ever seen anything like it before?” she asked with excitement and concern because if they had, then she would be jealous.

“No. I have never seen such a beautiful woman in anything so sexy before,” Marcel told her.

“I saved this for someone special,” she whispered as she ran the palms of her hands slowly down the bodice of her teddy. Their eyebrows raised, and they all looked angry.

“Who is that special someone?” Eloi asked, or rather, he demanded to know.

“Not one special someone, but four,” she replied, and it instantly eased their minds, and their smiles appeared back on their faces.

“I designed it,” she whispered, but she could see that they didn’t quite get what she was saying.

She pointed to the decorative box. “You remember seeing that in you mama’s store, Armand?” she asked, and he looked it over.

“Yeah, I do. She doesn’t tell me what it is though. Never would,” he said then looked at his brothers then back to Angelique.

“See that name on that box, Eloi?” she asked, and Eloi looked.

“Secret Pleasures. Sounds sexy,” he replied and smiled.

“That’s my company. I am the owner and operator of Secret Pleasures. I design lingerie and other clothing under that brand name,” she told them and waited for their response.

“Holy crap! You designed this and have your own company?” Armand asked, totally intrigued.

“Yes. That’s what the meeting with Mike and Tye was over. They want to partner up with me and go national with Secret Pleasure’s designs.”

Remy whistled. “You must be really good, Angelique, because Tye and Mike are billionaires, and they don’t pick just anyone to partner up with.”

“I know, Remy. But I haven’t decided yet.”

Marcel moved closer and placed his hands on her waist. She held his forearms.

“You look gorgeous, Angel. This is what the big secret was all about? You owning and designing lingerie?” he asked, and she nodded her head.

Marcel caressed along her ribs and then the bustline of the material. His thumb tapped over the sequined pattern then to her cleavage.

“This outfit suits you well, Angel, and I’m glad you saved it for us,” he whispered then leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. He pulled away slowly then bent down on his knees, causing a little breeze to spread the soft material. They got a quick glimpse of the matching thong. He spread the material as Armand and Eloi took position around her. They touched the material, and she closed her eyes, absorbing their touch.

Marcel pushed the sheer material away from her belly and squeezed her hips.

“Look what we got here,” he whispered, and his brothers peeked over and saw the belly ring and the thong.

“Oh fuck, Angel. You’re like filled with hidden treasures. That’s for sure,” Eloi stated as Marcel leaned forward and licked her belly then across the chains on her belly piercing.

She held on to his shoulders as he held her by her hip bones and used his teeth to remove her thong.

“Oh, Marcel,” she moaned, tilting her head back against Eloi. He covered her mouth and drew her tongue into his mouth, teasing and twirling it as Marcel removed the thong.

“It’s real pretty, Angel, but this is even prettier,” Marcel whispered, blowing his warm breath against her folds. He lifted her calf over his shoulder and leaned forward, licking her pussy lips and delving his tongue between the folds. Angelique felt her belly tighten, and Eloi muffled her gasp as he continued to make love to her mouth.

Marcel was relentless, and Angelique thrust her hips forward toward his mouth as a deeper need grew stronger.

Armand made use of his hands by unbuttoning her top. Eloi released her lips as Armand pulled her top up over her head then kissed her as he cupped her breast. She moaned as her body swayed between her men.

“Bring my woman here. Y’all having all the fun,” Remy yelled from behind them, and Angelique stiffened a second.

“Don’t mind him, Angel. He can wait his turn,” Eloi stated.

“Bring her to the bed. She got my cock so hard I about to come right here,” Marcel said as he placed her leg back down onto the rug, but then Eloi lifted her into his arms and held her body against his own. They were all naked now, including Remy.

* * * *

“Put her right here on me, Eloi,” Remy stated, and Marcel cursed.

“Shit, bro. You in a bad position like that,” Marcel told him.

“No, Remy. I don’t want to hurt you,” Angelique whispered as Eloi turned her toward his brother.

Remy scooted down to the edge of the bed so his legs were completely off and only his ass and upper body were on the mattress.

“Your leg will hurt,” Angelique stated as Remy gave Marcel an evil look and motioned with his index finger to Eloi to bring Angelique to him. Eloi obliged and placed Angelique gently over his brother.

Marcel watched as Angelique placed her hands above Remy’s shoulders and her legs on either side of his hips, away from his leg.

“I’ll hurt you,” she whispered, sounding concerned as her breasts brushed up against Remy’s chest. Remy’s hands grabbed her hips and lifted her onto his cock.

“You’ll hurt me more if you don’t,” he whispered, and she slowly slid down on him. Her ass was perfect, and her long, shiny, onyx hair swayed against her curves as she thrust up and down over Remy’s cock.

Marcel grabbed the tube of lube. His cock was so fucking hard he didn’t think he’d get a centimeter into her ass before he’d explode. He tried to calm his breathing. Angelique was their woman, and she would be with them forever. The sight of her soft skin and beautiful, round ass made his hands shake.

He squeezed the lube onto his fingers and pressed against the tight rings. Angelique moaned then shook as she orgasmed before he was even inside of her.

“Oh hell!” Marcel stated as he spread her ass cheeks and very slowly, as not to hurt her, pushed his cock through her tight rings. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, the feeling so intense and nearly unbearable. She was tight and hot, and her soft moans drove him insane. He loved her, he desired every part of her, and she was his and his brothers’. He thrust hard and fast, not even considering Remy, who was locked in an odd position with his legs bearing so much weight.

He grabbed hold of her hair and wrapped the ebony silk around his fist as he thrust deep and hard. His balls hit her pussy where Remy’s cock remained fully inside of her, and she screamed another release just as he tightened his hold, thrust three more times, and shot his load into her. He couldn’t catch his breath. His blood pounded through his veins and seemed to echo in his ears. He was lost in the moment and inside of his sweet angel’s body. He loved her, damn it.

“I love you,” he panted then laid his chest over her back and kissed her neck. She reached back as far as her head and the position she was in would allow so she could kiss his lips.

They touched tongues then kissed as Remy thrust up and down then exploded inside of her, too.

Marcel released her lips and gently dragged his hands down her back and over her ass as he slowly pulled from her. Angelique moaned as Remy held her against his chest.

“I love you, Angel,” he whispered.

“I love you, too,” she told him, and then he kissed her.