Forever in Haven's Crossing (11 page)

“You okay, darlin’?” he asked, restraint obvious in his voice.

“Yeah, it’s just burning,” she answered hesitantly. Caleb began to move slowly and Logan reached around and touched her clit. When she started to relax and moved back and forth on Caleb’s cock, Logan’s cock went in a little deeper each time.

They both started moving in and out, taking turns, so one was going in when the other was pulling out. Their rhythm was sweet perfection and within a matter of minutes, she felt Logan’s balls against her pussy. He was all the way in now. “That’s it, darlin’. You’re takin’ it all for me, aren’t ya? Damn, your ass is tight. I’m havin’ to keep from shootin’ you full right now,” Logan said. She was able to push herself up with her hands so she could ride Caleb with ease.

“Oh, yeah,” Caleb said. “We’re gonna be like this all the time, sugar.”

“Ahhh,” was all she could get out.

“You like gettin’ fucked like this, don’t ya? Now, it’s time to come for us. Give it all up for us, baby. C’mon, let it all go.”

“Ahhh, ahhhh, ahhhhh!” she screamed. As her body found its release, she felt both Logan and Caleb releasing at the same time. She heard a groan come from one and growl come from the other. When they had filled her full, Logan slowly pulled out and then she slid off Caleb, falling next to him on the bed.
It’s only 10:00 a.m., Lord help me.
The rest of the day was spent showering, doing chores, and cooking. It was one of the best days any of them had ever had.

Kim’s friend, Mel, called and told her she should be receiving her divorce decree any day now. She also told Kim that Michael’s girlfriend had already left him and he had been drinking a lot. Poor guy, he didn’t even make it six months, she thought with a smile. She caught up on the other gossip going on there and thanked Mel for helping her out. Mel told her how proud she was of her for leaving her past behind and told her she hoped she had that same courage when it was her turn. Mel’s boyfriend seemed to have an allergic reaction to any kind of work, so she didn’t figure Mel would put up with it much longer. She knew Mel would appreciate meeting a man who wasn’t afraid to work hard and who would take care of her. The girls said their good-byes and then Kim contemplated calling her son.

Logan’s son was coming for a visit the following month, so Logan asked Kim to invite her son at the same time so they could all meet him. She was worried about Ben coming, worried about what he might think. But she needed him to come and meet everyone, so they could all get to know each other better. Ben’s father had left when he was only a baby and Michael certainly wasn’t a good role model, but despite all that, he had turned out to be a fine young man.

He was now twenty-two and just finished training to be a paramedic. He called Kim often and always volunteered to come back home and help her out. She loved her son and she would never try to hold him back. He had his own life to live now and didn’t need to be worrying about her. Ben had encouraged her when she first left Michael and he could now hear the joy in her voice each time he talked to her. She had already told him about both men and knew he was leery. She just wanted everyone to like each other and she knew she was going to be on edge until it all actually happened.

As the days crept closer, both Caleb and Logan could feel the tension in her body and see the worry in her eyes. “Sugar, you gotta stop this,” Caleb said one night. “Everything’s gonna be just fine—and even if it’s not, we’re right here beside ya.”

“I know in my heart it’ll be okay, but my head keeps playing games with me. I can’t help it!” she cried.

“Well you damn sure better help it, ’cause we’re not lettin’ you stay like this for two more weeks. Now you fix it, or we will,” Logan ordered. She knew he was doing it because he cared, but it still didn’t help her much. She was too stressed getting things in order for the boys and more than once she had considered getting a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of rum. Of course, she’d have to do it in secret, because they weren’t gonna get them for her. She might even go shopping. That always made her feel better, too. Caleb and Logan were really generous and gave her an allowance each month that was actually quite a bit more than she would make working somewhere. She’d have to put shopping on her list—and a trip to the spa.

Over the next week, Kim followed through with her promise to herself and made an appointment at the spa, which made Caleb and Logan really happy. They were both busy the day of her appointment, so Caleb told her to take her car, but to call when she got there and again when she left. She never got to go anywhere by herself anymore since one of them was usually with her, so after she was finished at the spa, she decided to stop by the liquor store. As she went in, she noticed the creepy guy working. She picked out her rum, got a six-pack of Diet Coke and headed for the counter. “I need to get two packs of cigarettes, please,” she said, putting her drinks down.

“So, are you getting these for Logan or Caleb?” he asked.
What the hell?

“No, I’m getting these for myself, thank you,” she said, trying her best to be polite.

“So, they know you’re getting them?” he again questioned. Kim was starting to get irritated.

“Why does it matter?” she asked, a little more rudely.

“Because I can’t sell you this stuff if they don’t know you’re getting it.”

“Oh, for heaven’s sake, just forget it—I’ll go get it somewhere else!” she said, exasperated, walking toward the door.
Stupid jerk. I’ll just drive to the next town and get what I want. I haven’t called Caleb yet and he doesn’t even know I’ve left the spa.
The next town was only twenty five minutes away, so she should have plenty of time to get back. As she started driving, her phone rang.
Shit, it’s Caleb. If I answer I’ll have to lie.
She sat the phone down, unanswered. Two minutes later, Logan was calling.
Dammit!
She put the phone down again and continued driving. A few seconds later, her phone dinged, alerting her that she had a text message from Caleb. When she looked at the phone, she read,
You have 30 seconds to call me. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Dammit and fuck! I bet that asshole called them!
She pulled over to the side of the road and called Caleb back.

He didn’t even say “hello” when he answered. Instead, she got, “Where the hell are you?”

“Uh, I’m on my way home,” she replied, knowing she was in big trouble.

“You had better be pulling up to this house in no more than twenty minutes—am I clear?”

“Y–yes,” she whispered. Click.
Great!
She started to feel the butterflies in her stomach as she headed home and she could swear they were multiplying by the minute.

They were both on the porch waiting for her when she pulled up. Caleb leaned against the bannister, his arms crossed over his chest, and Logan sat with his boots propped up on the bannister, his fingers laced behind his head. Neither of them was smiling. She wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans and took a deep breath before she got out. She started to feel panicky, which usually meant she wasn’t going to be making good decisions. Her mind told her to be smart, but she knew her body would let the panic take over and this wasn’t going to end well. She stood at her car door, watching them watch her. “I’m not coming in unless you promise I won’t get a spanking,” she yelled.

“Oh, you’re coming in,” Caleb said as he started down the steps.

“No, Caleb!” she cried out, backing up around her car.

“Don’t you dare make me chase you, Kim, ’cause it’ll be a helluva lot worse if you do,” he replied angrily.

“I can’t help it! I don’t want a spanking!” she cried.

“Oh, you’re gettin’ a spanking, sugar, but right now the only question is how hard it’s gonna be.” She watched as Logan got up and started down the steps, too.

“Noooo, Logan!” she whined, knowing she sounded like a child, but not caring. He started around the other side of the car and she watched them as they closed in, leaving her with no place to run. She knew they could easily catch her, so she sat down on the ground and crossed her arms over her chest, not knowing what else she could do.

They were both towering over her. “Get up,” Logan ordered. She slowly got to her feet, not daring to defy him. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes already. He took her by her upper arm and marched her inside the house. Caleb was right behind them. He sat her on the couch and then grabbed two chairs to sit in front of her. Both men sat down and she knew she was about to be interrogated. She had already decided she wasn’t going to lie. Besides, she knew they knew the truth, so she may as well face it. Caleb started. “I think you have something to tell us, young lady. So why don’t you start from the beginning.”

Kim stared straight ahead and just spilled her guts. When she finished, she looked up through her lashes, hoping to see some sympathy or mercy or something, but she didn’t.
Honesty should count for something, dammit.
Caleb got up and moved his chair back. “Get up and pull your jeans down.”

“What? No!” she protested, tears starting to run down her face. But she did as she was told, not wanting to piss them off more.
Please don’t make me take my panties down, too.
Caleb sat in the chair and pulled her over his knees. She knew it was useless to fight it, so she didn’t even try.

Caleb had never spanked her before, but she knew it couldn’t be worse than Logan’s. After the first swat, she knew she was wrong. The sting she felt immediately spread over her entire bottom and the tears began to flow. She was sobbing before he even got started good. At one point, she was sobbing so hard she couldn’t catch her breath, so he stopped to give her a break, and then once he was satisfied she was okay, started in again. Each swat he gave was just like the one before, no differences at all. And she had worried about Logan being harder. Caleb’s was much worse. “I’m sorry!” she cried over and over, hoping it would make him stop.

Caleb didn’t stop until he felt his point had been well made. He then picked her up and sat her on his lap, while Logan took her jeans the rest of the way off. She wanted to be close to him, just like when Logan had spanked her, so she turned toward him and straddled his body. He started to rub her back as she cried and cried—finally releasing all the emotions she had been harboring for the past month. By the time she was finished, Caleb’s shirt was soaked and she was completely spent. She was so tired, she could have fallen asleep right there in his arms.

She felt Logan pick her up and he took her to the bedroom where he laid her down gently and tucked her in. “Sweet dreams, little one,” he said, kissing her on the forehead. He then turned out the light and walked out the door. The only thought she had was that her bottom was still tender and then she drifted off to sleep. She woke up during the night with Caleb’s arm around her waist and Logan’s leg draped over hers. She still felt loved by them even though she knew how angry they had been with her.

She started to get emotional again because she felt like she had let them down. She tried to swallow her tears, but they just kept coming and finally it was like a volcanic eruption. She really couldn’t believe she had anything left after earlier, but obviously she was wrong. Kim was trying really hard not to make a sound so she wouldn’t wake them up, but both men felt her body heaving from the silent sobbing. Caleb jumped up and turned on the bedside lamp. “What’s wrong, sugar?” he asked, obvious concern in his voice and on his face. Logan was sitting up now, also waiting for her to answer.

She couldn’t hold it in any longer and the tears were now no longer silent. The tears came out so quickly that she was crying uncontrollably and couldn’t even talk. “Logan—go get her a cool washcloth!” Caleb yelled. “Are you hurtin’ anywhere, baby?” Caleb questioned again.

“Nooooo,” she managed to get out as she shook her head. She could feel her eyes swelling and then a cool washcloth wiping over her face.

“You gotta tell us what’s wrong, darlin’,” Logan said as he was wiping her eyes.

“I–I–I’m sorry I disa–disa–disappointed youuuu,” she finally got out between sobs and heaves. Her chest was starting to hurt.

“Oh, baby,” Caleb said, pulling her toward him. “You have never disappointed us. Pissed us off—yes, but never disappointed us.”

“Not a chance,” Logan added, rubbing his hand up and down her leg. Caleb wiped her face again with the cool cloth. “You need to stop, sugar—you’re gonna make yourself throw up. I want you to try and take some deep breaths, okay? When you feel me breathe in and out, I want you to do the same.” She followed his instructions and as he rocked her, her breathing gradually got back to normal.

Logan brought her some water to drink. “Easy, darlin’. Just little sips. That a girl.” She handed him the glass and he sat it on the nightstand. He then sat on the bed and tilted her chin toward him. “Do we need to talk about this, or are you okay for now?”

“I’m okay, I think. I’m sorry I woke you. I really tried not to.”

“You don’t worry about wakin’ us up,” Caleb said. “We just wanna make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m fine now, really. Kinda gettin’ sleepy again,” she said, yawning.

“Good. We’re gonna be right here beside you, sweetheart. If you feel like cryin’ again or need something, you just nudge one us and we’ll get up, okay?”

“Okay.” She yawned again. She snuggled up under the covers, both men following her lead. “I suppose we’re gonna have a long talk in the morning?” she asked once the light was out.