Confessions of a Mail Order Bride - Complete (35 page)

“Stop or you’re going to make me blow my load, Bree,” Vic grunted. He lifted my chin up with his hand so I was staring directly into his blue eyes.

“You’re so wet and juicy,” Max moaned as his cock pulsed in and out of my pussy.

The hot talk from the men, the smell of sweat and juices that permeated the air, Vic’s blue eyes and Max’s hard dick…I was going to come again.

“You’re so beautiful, baby,” Vic looked at me tenderly as his brother pounded me from behind.

“I’m coming!” Max bellowed.

As I felt his creamy sperm start to shoot inside me, dripping out to my thighs, I could feel my body spasm. Max leaned in and bit my neck, a burning bite that echoed throughout my body. Max’s hard cock driving into me, the sting of his bite and Vic staring lovingly in my eyes…the three of us were so close in that moment.

“You’re fucking amazing, Bree,” Max breathed, gasping for air.

“It feels so good!” I cried out.

I didn’t know if we would ever achieve that intensity again…but in minutes, I discovered we could.

“I need to fuck you,” Vic growled.

In seconds they had switched positions. Vic entered me from behind, his big cock thrusting deeply inside my folds, while Max stroked my skin and looked at me with love in his eyes. My pussy was still sensitive from Max and with Vic’s hard, sure strokes inside me, I was climbing the mountain again, ready to peak.

“Damn, Bree, my dick is so fucking hard. You’re going to make me come. You feel so fucking good. I love fucking you.”

Looking into Max’s eyes as Vic took me from behind, my heart was beating wildly and my body shook.

Vic pounded me harder, “I’m coming, Bree!”

As Vic came so did I. Spasms overtaking my body in waves. Vic’s hot breath was on my neck and as we orgasmed he sank his teeth deeply into the tender flesh of my neck right next to where his brother had. The intensity was insane! But this time Vic’s hard cock was driving into me, his bite burning my flesh and Max was looking in my eyes with love.

Vic collapsed on the ground, pulling my body next to his, as Max settled in on the other side. The men took turns gently nuzzling and kissing me.

“We want to take care of you, Bree,” Vic said throatily, “now and forever.” He reached over and nuzzled my neck. His lips were rough, but felt so tender next to my skin.

I looked over at Max. “We love you Bree!” Max smiled, staring into my eyes.

I closed my eyes as I relaxed. I was enveloped by the men I loved. And it felt so good!

“I’m so sorry,” Dirk shook his head. “I knew Brad could be a pain in the ass, but I never dreamed the man would commit murder.”

I was between Max and Vic as we sat in Sherriff Matthew’s office. I gripped their hands in mine as we prepared to hear what he had to say. He had asked Vic and Max to come in to the station to finalize his reports, and I’d tagged along for moral support. He also wanted to personally apologize to Max for the ordeal he had been put through. Though we knew it was not his fault, it was a nice gesture. Deputy Bob had been placed under arrest and Brad Stanford had been thrown in the slammer with him. Even though Brad was a scoundrel, it had been a real shocker to discover that Brad—one of our own community members—had been responsible for the death of Max and Vic’s mother.

“Bob has made a full confession. He told me everything. He knew he was in big trouble for aiding and abetting criminals, but he didn’t want the murder rap thrown at him too.”

“I just don’t get it,” I replied. “What happened exactly?” I shook my head. “Why would someone kill Mrs. Harris, and who was starting the fires, and…”

“Let me explain,” the sheriff cleared his throat. “Basically, Brad hired Snake and Chip to help him burn down the building that Vic and Max’s mother—Mrs. Harris—lived in.”

“Burn it? I thought they were trying to rob her?” I scratched my chin.

“That’s what I and everyone else thought as well,” Sheriff Matthews mused. “All this time I thought it was a robbery attempt by scum outside the community…but no. It was dirt bags from Shifter Villages, and they were planning to burn her house down,” Dirk replied.

“Why would Brad want to do that?” Vic asked.

“Insurance, I’ll bet.” I said.

Vic frowned. “But mom owned her home. Brad wouldn’t have gotten any insurance money.”

The sheriff nodded. “Brad was losing money on his real estate investments which didn’t look good for business or his wallet. There was a property he thought he could flip for a hefty profit if he got it cheap. He figured if the home closest to it was burned down, it would devalue the property he was interested in buying and he could snap it up fast and for far less than it’s real worth. He would hold on to it till insurance rebuilt the burnt home bringing values back up again and then flip the one he’d purchased for a tidy profit.” Dirk looked at Max and Vic, his voice softening. “Sadly, the property closest to the one he wanted was your mother’s.”

“So, why didn’t they set her place on fire?” I wondered out loud.

“Brad wanted the fire to look like an accident; like Mrs. Harris had left a pot on the stove too long or she’d knocked over a candle. It wouldn’t look good if it was arson. So he decided to start it from the inside of the home instead of the outside. When the three men entered the home to get the fire started, Mrs. Harris smelled them from her upstairs bedroom.”

I scrunched up my nose, “Really?”

“Yep,” Dirk continued, “Mrs. Harris like these two,” Dirk waved towards Vic and Max was a bull shifter. Bulls have an incredible sense of smell. They can detect odors up to five or so miles away.”

I shyly glanced at Vic and Max. I guessed those two must really like my scent.

“Anyway, she came down the stairs and followed their scent into the kitchen, catching them by surprise. She didn’t know Chip and Snake, but she recognized Brad right away. He was the one that had sold her the house some years earlier. And he could see she recognized him.”

“Ok,” Vic said, “…and then what happened?”

“Right around that time, there was a knocking at the front door…” Dirk looked over at the two men, shaking his head. “Brad ordered Snake and Chip to go take care of whoever was at the door while he dealt with Mrs. Harris. Chip and Snake did as they were told. They transitioned into their wolves and greeted Max with their teeth bared and ready to fight. They battled Max, leaving him unconscious,” Dirk shrugged sadly. “Of course in his human and caught by surprise, Max was no match for the two beasts—though he put up a hell of a fight.”

Max shook his head, his eyes misty as he remembered the dreadful day.

“And,” Dirk continued, “as Snake, Chip and Max were fighting, Brad killed Mrs. Harris with a single silver bullet from the gun he had on him, so she couldn’t tell anyone he’d been in her house.”

“Fuck Brad.” Vic seethed through clenched teeth.

Max closed his eyes shaking his head.

“I’m so sorry,” I squeezed both men’s large hands in mine. I would do everything I could to help bring joy and happiness into their lives and try to help them overcome their enormous loss.

“Yes,” Dirk nodded, “it’s a shame when bad things happen to good people. I’m so sorry.”

I looked at Max. “But what I don’t get is—why you didn’t smell Brad?”

“It all happened so fast, and the smell of Chip and Snake in their wolf forms was very powerful. I knew it was them attacking me because I knew them from around the area, in and out of their wolf. As they worked me over, I heard the sound of a gunshot ring out from the kitchen area, so I knew someone besides Chip and Snake was involved. It never fully registered who it was.”

“Because of all the commotion, they left fast, never starting the fire. Everyone assumed it had been a robbery attempt,” Dirk chimed in. “No one ever suspected they had actually been planning to commit arson.”

“I told Deputy Bob about Snake and Chip and my suspicions about Brad being involved,” Max wrinkled his brow.

“Right,” Dirk replied. “Bob went and talked to Brad about your suspicions but Brad sucked him in, offering him a big fat pay out if he kept quiet and helped him in the future. And of course, Bob never told me that he knew for sure Chip and Snake were involved. Who knew my right hand man was a criminal.”

“Bob’s an idiot,” Max grunted.

“Brad didn’t want to get his hands any dirtier than they were, but he needed cash. So he set things up so Snake and Chip would start fires without him. That’s why he always had an alibi. Brad would pay Bob for information and he gave him the money to pay Snake and Chip. Snake and Chip didn’t care if anyone thought it was arson or not.”

“Brad made a lot of money from all of this, I guess,” Vic scowled.

“Yep,” Dirk nodded. “If he found a property he wanted for sale he would have them set a fire at a nearby property so the building he wanted would be devalued. Then he could snap it up cheap and resell it later at a hefty profit. Sometimes, he would have them set a fire on a property he owned so he could collect the insurance money. And with Bob feeding him information on my whereabouts and yours, Max—it made it easy for Chip and Snake to do his dirty work for him.”

“I always knew Brad was the scum of the earth. But he’s even sicker than I thought,” I shook my head in disgust. “I’m so sorry.” I looked at the sadness etched on the faces of my two men. What happened to their family just wasn’t fair. “Brad’s an evil, greedy man.”

“He’s going to be locked up for a long time—the rest of his life,” Sheriff Matthews said firmly.

“There’s no words for a man like him,” Max spat out. “Vic and I can never get our mother back, but at least he won’t be able to hurt anybody else.”

“And Bob?” Vic asked. “What will happen to him?”

“He’s headed for the slammer big time. Being an ex-cop in prison—all I can say is, he’s in for a tough time.”

“I always thought he was a jerk, even though he was a deputy,” I piped up. “And I could see he wanted your job, Sheriff!”

“Yeah,” Dirk said. “I knew he was ambitious, but it never crossed my mind till later that he might be involved in the fires.”

“Did Bob have Snake and Chip spray paint ‘FU Dirk’ on the buildings near where they set the fires?” I asked.

“Ha! That was a nice touch, right?” Dirk asked sarcastically. “Bob would slip Snake and Chip a twenty dollar bonus to leave that calling card at the crime scene. He admitted that he thought it would draw attention to the fact that I hadn’t caught the criminals yet. Of course, he was trying to stay one step ahead of me and pin it on Max so I would never catch who really was involved.”

“Twenty bucks,” Vic shook his head. “Those two work for cheap!”

Dirk nodded. “Oh, I think they got a kick out of doing it. I’ve arrested them more than a time or two. It was a fun way for them to get back at me and make a few bucks on the side,” Dirk chuckled. “Chip probably used the bonus to fund his potato chip habit.”

“I was trying to follow Snake and Chip as much as I could to see what they were up to,” Max said quietly. “Bob must have been tipping them off so they knew when I wasn’t around. Then they would start the fires.”

“And he knew when you would be nosing around so he would arrest you and divert interest in the real culprits!” Vic exclaimed. “Why didn’t you tell me, Max?”

I didn’t have to hear Max’s answer. He didn’t want his big brother to get involved and possibly hurt, even though Vic was a big bull and could take care of himself. It was so sweet how those two were always taking care of each other—and now
me,
as well.

“Bob worked hard to convince me it was you,” Dirk said thoughtfully. “I didn’t believe him. But I will say that the time he caught you with a lighter, a can of gas, a chainsaw, and a shovel—well, that instance had me wondering a little bit. What was that all about?”

“It’s simple, Sheriff. I volunteer with ‘Homes for People’. As you know, we usually meet on Friday evenings.”

“So that’s where you’ve been going on Fridays. I wondered what you were up too—mystery solved,” Vic said.

“Yeah, we usually meet every Friday evening. But Thursday night, they put out a bulletin that they needed volunteers during the day Friday to prep the land at one of the home sites. I pulled together some equipment to help out. When Deputy Bob pulled me over, I was driving to the site.”

Dirk slapped his head. “I’m in that group. And of course I know you are too, Max. I remember that bulletin. I should have put two and two together.

Max grunted. “I never got to the home site though. That idiot Bob stopped me and it gave him a lot of fodder to spin his lies around town.”

Dirk shook his head. “Bob had a whole career ahead of him and he threw it away. He was always so proud to strut around in his police gear.”

Vic smacked his hand on the table. “Well, he won’t be wearing a uniform anymore.”

“Oh yeah he will, and so will Brad and his flunkies, Snake and Chip when they’re released from the hospital,” Dirk snorted, “…orange prison jumpsuits!”

As I walked slowly down the aisle towards Max and Vic my heart was pounding. Never in a million years did I ever dream I would become mated to two burly bull shifters. Yet, I knew it was meant to be. We’d kept the wedding party simple. Marcie was my maid of honor and she was just a few feet ahead of me. Vic and Max were each other’s best men. I kept my eyes focused on the two men at the altar. We’d invited the whole town to celebrate with us.

I hoped my men liked the dress I’d chosen. It was a simple mermaid gown with a lace bodice kissed with seed pearls that flattered my curvy figure. The scalloped v-front plunged sexily to my cleavage and the back neckline featured a lace detailing. The bottom had a beautiful fishtail train that flared gently. A pair of simple pearl earrings and a small, silver tiara completed the look.

I swallowed hard as I slid in position between my partners.

“You are breathtaking,” Vic whispered.

I looked at Max. He didn’t have to say anything. The expression on his face said it all. His eyes were wide and his mouth had dropped open. It was very obvious he liked what he saw. I loved that!

As our nuptials were read, the three of us stood in a small circle holding each other’s hands. I could feel the love and trust emanating from the men and my heart felt like it would burst.

“You may kiss the bride,” the minister said.

I giggled as the two men swooped in at the same time and tried to kiss me. We bumped noses and laughed, and the men kissed me on either cheek.

As we turned and walked down the aisle, I waved to the crowd. Ok, maybe a bride wasn’t supposed to wave, but I had to restrain myself from jumping for joy. I was ready to do cartwheels!

“We have a surprise for you,” Vic said.

Max nodded, his eyes shining with happiness.

“What is it?” I asked as we made our way to the front of the church.

“You’ll have to wait and see,” Vic teased.

We walked outside in the sunshine. It was such a beautiful day. The air was crisp and clear, and the smell of grass and flowers wafted through the air.

“There it is!” Max pointed.

My jaw dropped. Coming slowly up the road was a forklift. It was carrying a huge open box and it was decorated with a giant red heart.

“Your chariot awaits, my dear,” Vic said, waving towards the forklift as it stopped in front of us.

I laughed. “What! I’m riding to the reception in that?” It looked so cool, but it seemed like a crazy idea. “And whose idea was this?” I looked at the two men. They were always coming up with silly, fun things to do to surprise me.

“It was both of ours,” Max grinned.

“Come on!” Vic grabbed my hand and led me into the open box on the platform.

I climbed in after him as Max slid in on the other side of me. The forklift started to slowly roll down the street towards Kane’s. I’d done some nutty things in my life, but this was one of the craziest—and it was so much fun!

“Champagne?” Vic asked. He reached down and pulled up a small cooler with three glasses and a bottle of champagne. “You’re not allowed to drink in cars but I don’t think there’s a rule about forklifts!”

“Cheers!” Max said as we toasted.

“I can’t wait to get you naked, Mrs. Sabrina Harris,” Vic said as he took a sip of his bubbly.

“Neither one of us can,” Max added, a sexy glint in his eyes. “Mmm, we can’t wait to get you buck naked.”

I grinned. Max was a reserved, shy man in public, but he was so different around Vic and me. The three of us were so close.

As we rode along at a top speed of what was probably eight miles an hour, we chatted, laughed, kissed, and finished the champagne. Finally we arrived at Kane’s. The two men helped me out of the forklift box and we strolled into the bar and grill. Normally I was the one planning the wedding receptions at Kane’s, but this time I’d told Marcie, to surprise me. As we walked into the restaurant area my eyes widened with delight.

A dozen or so of my friends were lined up in a row holding silver buckets overflowing with cotton candy. Flashing sparklers poked out from the frothy confection. The sparkles radiated around us as we made our entrance.

As we walked further into the room I could hear the sound of music coming from the stage. It was my favorite band the ‘Hogwashers’. They played at Kane’s several times a month and now they were playing for my reception!

I held my breath as I looked around the bar and grill. It was decorated so beautifully. Simple cream colored linens covered the tables. On top of each were vases filled with flowers; yellow daffodils, hot pink roses, purple button poms, pink tulips, and baby pink gerbera, set off with green ferns and other foliage. Set on the table was crisp white china with a delicate green lace pattern along the rim. It matched perfectly.

“Let’s go look at the buffet,” Vic growled. “I’m hungry.”

I laughed, “You’re always hungry.”

“We’re hungry for you,” Max murmured, leaning in for a kiss.

“
Very
hungry for you,” Vic added, winking at me as he licked his lips.

“Oh boy, I think I have more than my hands full with you two,” I smiled. I sure didn’t mind that at all!

“To the buffet table we go!” Max said excitedly, whirling us in the direction of the food laden table.

“It looks amazing,” I gazed at the display.

“I worked with Kane and Marcie to plan the menu,” Vic said. He pointed to a waiter circling the room with a large silver tray. “We have assorted appetizers; chicken salad in miniature tortilla cups, vegetable spring rolls, miniature Maryland crab cakes with an herb remoulade sauce, and phyllo triangles with spinach, feta, and pine nuts.” He pointed to the buffet stand, “For dinner, we have a baby beet salad with cheese and citrus to start, followed by Dover sole with artichokes or grilled chicken with lemon basil. And we have plenty of fresh vegetables and hot homemade rolls.”

“Yum! That sounds delicious!” I patted my tummy. From the way Vic reeled off the menu I knew he’d spent a lot of time planning it. My men were so sweet.

“I planned the desert,” Max chimed in. “It’s a red velvet cake with juicy berries, served with vanilla bean ice cream with a chocolate drizzle. Plus, we have warm chocolate chip cookies.”

“Ooh, my favorite,” I giggled.

“And another surprise, sweetheart,” Vic said, wrapping his big hand around my waist. “Max and I are taking you somewhere special for our honeymoon!”

“What?” My eyes widened in surprise.

“Tell her, Max,” Vic replied.

Max grinned. “We are going to Hawaii! I can’t wait to see that curvy, luscious body of yours in a grass skirt!”

“You are going to get
lei’d,
” Vic nodded his head, a sexy smile spread across his face.

I rolled my eyes. “Corny! You two are so silly,” I giggled. But I felt nervous for a second. I knew my brother Kane had generously donated the food and use of his restaurant for the wedding at no cost. But Vic and Max had spared no expense. They must have spent a fortune on the beautiful flowers, live band, renting a forklift, and now the trip to Hawaii. And I knew they were short on cash right now.

Max caught the look of concern in my eyes.

“What’s wrong, baby?” he questioned, sliding his hand along my shoulder.

“It’s the money. I know you both mean well and you want me to be happy…but that doesn’t mean the two of you need to spend a lot. I know it’s tough for you just paying the expenses of the Big Bull Inn.” I waved my hands around the room, “how can you possibly afford all of this; the band, the flowers, the trip to Hawaii…?” I shook my head. “It must have cost a fortune. You even rented a forklift!”

“The forklift is our donation to the ‘Homes for People’ group, in honor of our wedding.”

“What!” I raised my brows. “Our donation; I know it’s a great cause but how can you—we—afford that?”

“I sold the ‘Luscious Lads and Ladies’ site,” Vic replied. “I started it to find a bride and I found my bride! So I don’t need it anymore. A group of investors paid me a pretty penny to buy it. They plan to expand the reach of the site across the US.”

“Wow! That’s amazing!” I was very pleased about that. Though I was secure in my love with Vic, there was no sense in having him look at the hot honeys who signed up to the site on a regular basis.

“I wanted to do something special with the money. And what could be more special than paying for our wedding and helping others? Max and I asked the guests to give money to the ‘Homes for People’ group instead of giving us wedding gifts. I bought the forklift as a donation to ‘Homes for People’ because it will make the home building process more efficient for them. Right now they rely on borrowed equipment.”

“And,” Max said happily, “Vic was paid enough for the site that we will be able to hire someone to help us out at the Big Bull, plus there is plenty left to put in a savings account.”

“Oh wow! That’s so wonderful!” My heart felt like it was going to explode with happiness. I was so lucky to have found the loves of my life. I nestled close to the two men.

“I love you, Sabrina,” Vic said softly. “Thank you for opening your heart to the two of us.”

“And I love you, Bree, with every fiber of my being,” Max whispered, nuzzling my ear.

“I love you both so much,” I breathed, my eyes welling with happy tears. As the men squeezed in tighter next to me, my heart soared with joy. I had found my forever loves!

The End

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