Illeanna (23 page)

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It was day three, and she was finally being released from the hospital. She was sore but in the clear in regards to the concussion she sustained while with Bennitto Flores. Gustavo and Michael filled her in on the details about the case, and she was once again taken aback that Louis was not the one to speak with her about the details. It became clear that Louis and Julien had a feeling that their newest bounty was a trap but still continued to investigate. She had asked them if they were finished with the case. Even the evening before she spoke to them about it and where they stood. They knew then that there was danger and had even told her all was well. They were holding back information, and it wasn’t to protect her, it was to keep her at arm’s length away. She swallowed hard as she listened to Mikayla flirt with Michael Fromm and his brother Antoine. They apparently found her irresistibly charming, and they were both very attractive men.

“Are you ready to go, Illeanna?” Johnny asked as he stared at her. She could not fathom the feelings she had right now. Trust was so important in a relationship, and she felt distant from all of them.

“Come here and give me another kiss,” Julien stated with his good arm open for her to lean into.

He looked a lot better today. His coloring was back, and the healing was going well. Antoine said that there was no need for further surgery, and the bone would heal in a matter of weeks. He would have a long healing process and a lot of physical therapy to ensure there were no long-term effects like arthritis.

“Is everything okay?” Julien asked, his brown eyes holding hers and the sincerity in his tone enveloping.

“Everything is fine. I’m just going to miss you,” she told him as the tears filled her eyes.

“Aww, honey, you’ll be back to visit, and I’ll be home hopefully by the end of the week.” He leaned forward to kiss her, and she couldn’t help but worry about heading back there. It was their house, their home, and she was visiting. She needed to get back to her place.

“So we’ll meet you there in a couple of hours, Illeanna. We’ve got some things to go over with Michael and the agents,” Louis stated, and her gut clenched. More secrets, more information she couldn’t know about. She turned from his inquisitive facial expression and knew that he was feeling her cold shoulder. She had to hold off. She needed to get away from him and them and this entire mess. She needed time to think things through and figure out what she wanted.

“Bye, see you later and be sure to rest,” Illeanna told Julien as she left.

Gustave stopped her as she headed into the hallway with Mikayla.

“Illeanna, what’s wrong?” he asked, pulling her into his arms and against his chest. Gustave, her quiet, sincere lover. She breathed in his scent. It called to her as her body molded itself against his. He caressed her back.

“Tell me, sugar, you’re scaring me.”

She pulled away slowly and looked up to him.

“I’m fine. I’m just worried about Julien. I’ll talk to you later, okay?” She squeezed him then turned and headed out with Mikayla.

* * * *

“Okay, so what’s going on really?” Mikayla asked as they headed back to Orchidea.

Illeanna let out a long breath she hadn’t realized she had been holding.

“They don’t trust me.”

“What? How can you say that? They love you,” Mikayla stated, sounding so shocked.

“I don’t doubt that they love me, Mikayla. I think they don’t trust me. Even now before we were leaving I was wondering why Michael and the other agents were there. They planned that meeting for the second I left. They’ve been hiding things since before Louis and Julien left on that bounty chase. I can’t live like this, Mikayla. I won’t be treated this way.”

“I don’t blame you for feeling like this. It’s obvious that you all love each other but maybe it’s like what Angelique says. There needs to be a compromise, and also, relationships need to grow and change. Perhaps the men need you to tell them how you feel and explain why they did what they did.”

Illeanna thought about that for a moment.

“You’re right. I know you are, but I just can’t face that right now. The last few weeks have been a roller coaster of a ride. I don’t know how I’m going to sleep in my bed tonight.”

“Your bed? Aren’t we going back to the Boudoux place?”

“No. I need to be back home. It’s time to take charge of my life again.”

“Well then I’d better let Ellena, Angelique, and the others know. They were going to bring over food for the guys and set everything up there.”

“They can still do that. I would rather be alone.”

“Well with that crazy Flores still loose, I think the guys will be wherever you are.”

“I was hoping for some alone time, Mikayla, to think.”

Mikayla looked at her watch. “Well by the time we get to your place, I’d say you have about two hours of alone time before the shit hits the fan.”

“She’s where?” Louis asked as he, Gustave, Franco, and Johnny got out of the truck and headed toward the front door of their home.

Mikayla looked nervous as she stood up from the steps and placed her hands on her hips.

“She wants some alone time. From all of you.”

“What? Why?” Gustave asked, and Mikayla nibbled her bottom lip and turned away from them. Immediately Louis was in front of her, standing a step below her.

“Mikayla, please, tell us what’s going on.”

“She’s not supposed to be alone. Not with him still out there,” Franco stated as he headed back into the truck.

“She thinks that you don’t trust her.”

“Why?” Louis asked.

“Because we didn’t tell her about Julien immediately. We also kept her out of the loop about the investigation,” Johnny began to say.

“And you lied to her when you said the investigation you and Louis were on was typical. You had a feeling something wasn’t right and held it back from her,” Franco added.

“Shit! I wanted to protect her from further harm and upset. I didn’t want her to worry. She was already attacked once and nearly killed. I was protecting her,” Louis stated as he heard his brothers get back into the truck.

“She’s hurting because of it, Louis. Make her see why you did it. She loves all of you,” Mikayla stated, and Louis ran down the steps to get into the truck.

* * * *

They headed toward Illeanna’s house, and Louis carried on about making her understand why they did what they did and that it was for her protection.

“He’s out there. According to Michael, Flores’s entire operation is going down because of this investigation. It started with you and Julien’s undercover work and now Michael’s investigative work through the CIA and FBI,” Franco began to say then ran his hands through his hair. Louis could tell he was just as concerned about Illeanna being alone.

“Yeah, I can’t believe that Flores was paying Jean Phillips for inside information on the senator. Never mind that Flores is the mastermind behind this whole scam to get the senator out of the election race,” Johnny added.

“All to ensure new trading laws would not be placed. The senator has a lot of great ideas and new reform to current laws that would make certain that men like Flores couldn’t import or export illegal things like guns or drugs anywhere. The senator was going to really crack down on this,” Franco said.

“Flores was involved with this for the money and as Michael said making it seem like the senator and Jean Phillips were responsible for the entire operation was brilliant on his part,” Gustave added.

“Yeah, well, he basically got away. He’s probably halfway around the world by now with his resources. We’re going to have to make sure we keep on top of things around Illeanna and her sisters. I already spoke to the others about it. We can’t take any chances,” Louis stated.

“You think he’d seek revenge from afar? You think he would go after Illeanna?” Gustave asked as they pulled into Illeanna’s driveway.

“At this point I think anything is possible. Flores cannot be underestimated. But right now, I just want to hold Illeanna in my arms and know she is safe. I want to assure her that we love her and that we were only protecting her.”

“Then let’s get in there and tell her Louis,” Johnny said and they exited the vehicle.

* * * *

Illeanna couldn’t stand to be in the bedroom. She had taken a shower getting that grimy hospital feeling off of her and now was tired. Every time she closed her eyes she had terrible flashbacks. Someone was either trying to hurt her or Julien. It was getting to be too much. She needed the strong embrace of one of her men. Gustave’s gentle touch and warm embrace or Johnny’s forceful, take-charge attitude, she didn’t care, and she would take any of it. Franco’s controlling ways and Louis’s demands would be a breath of fresh air, and of course just to hold Julien and remain in his embrace for hours would be heaven. She loved them with all her heart no matter what stupid things were going through their heads. She missed them, and that was all this alone time had shown her.

Glancing around the room, she got a not-so-comfortable feeling. She thought taking her fears by force and coming back would be a good thing that would bring her strength, but being here alone made her feel vulnerable and sad. When had she become so dependent upon her men? When had she given up that independence to embrace their control, protection, and their union?

She grabbed her pillows and blanket and headed into the corner of the room. She kept her back against the wall and her body facing the bed and the sliding glass doors. She just didn’t feel the same about this place anymore. Things were going to have to change.

She was feeling tired again and paranoid at every noise she heard when suddenly she heard doors slamming and someone shove open her front door. She clutched the blanket, worried that someone was there to take her again and she just didn’t have the strength to fight them.

“Illeanna!” Louis’s voice then Gustave’s and Johnny’s along with Franco’s filled the house. She saw Louis first, and his eyes widened.

“Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you down there?” he asked, immediately coming to her, falling to his knees, and pulling her into his arms. She began to cry. It felt so good to be in his arms. She didn’t want to be angry anymore. She would accept them even without their full trust.

“Illeanna, baby, what are you doing here? We were so worried,” Johnny stated as he knelt on the floor beside them. Franco and Gustave stood behind Louis with their hands on their hips and scowls on their faces.

“I thought I wanted to be alone,” she whispered as she slowly pulled from Louis’s embrace.

“I didn’t mean to keep you out of the loop. I was trying to protect you the best way I knew how. Don’t be angry or think for one moment that I don’t trust you or that they don’t. We love you so much and we almost lost you,” Louis stated.

“I realize that now. I was so sad here and felt all alone. I thought I wanted my independence back but truth is, I only want all of you,” she told them. Louis pulled her back into his arms and hugged her tight.

“Come here, sugar,” Gustave stated as Julien rose with her in his arms and passed her to Gustave.

“I love you, baby,” he stated then kissed her. He passed her to Johnny and then to Franco, and they all said they loved her then kissed her.

“Can we head back home now?” Johnny asked.

“Yeah, or your sister Mikayla is going to call the rest of the Aubert crew and complain about all the wasted food at our place,” Franco stated.

“Oh God, Mikayla. She told you didn’t she?” Illeanna asked.

“She sure did. She’s a pretty good sister,” Louis teased.

“Michael and Dr. Fromm sure think so, too,” Franco teased, and they chuckled.

“Let’s head home, baby,” Johnny stated, and they headed out.

Illeanna was taking a shower, letting the hot water caress her achy muscles. She was finally feeling a bit more at ease now that Julien was home and recovering very quickly. She heard the door to the bathroom open and then saw Louis begin to undress.

He looked so beautiful. Like a sculptured piece of art, his body was perfection. The sight of his manhood looking aroused and ready made her body warm with anticipation.

“Want some company?” he teased. She gave him her sideways glance, and he chuckled. “I just knew the answer was yes,” he said as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply. The feel of his embrace and his hands moving up and over her curves made her hungry. He lifted her up, and she willingly hopped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. She kissed his neck and let his whiskers tickle her chin as she sucked and nibbled.

“Ah hell, Illeanna, fuck the foreplay,” he teased and aligned his cock with her pussy and slowly pushed into her. They both moaned at the sensation, and Louis pressed her harder against the shower wall.

“I love being inside of you, sugar. I love how you feel. I could get lost inside you forever,” he whispered then kissed her again, making love to her mouth. She kissed him back, loving the way he tasted and feeling his desire as it fed her hunger. Thrust for thrust she tilted her hips and met him there, giving as well as she was getting.

“Fuck, baby, I’m so into you it’s crazy. I can’t hold on. You got me there.” He moaned then thrust hard and fast into her. She held her arms around his shoulders, her breasts pressed tight against his chest, as the water showered over them and they screamed their release together.

“Illeanna!” Louis called her name as he held her tight and breathed heavy against her shoulder.

He kissed her softly on the neck and continued to kiss her before pulling slowly from her body. “I love you.” He kissed her lips before reaching for the shower gel to lather up. They washed one another and kissed again before Louis rinsed off.

“Stay here,” he told her then walked out of the shower. She wondered what was up and then saw Gustave. She smiled, and he was already undressed and ready for her.

She felt her cheeks blush and her pussy chant,
“Come on, baby, I’m ready for you.”

She opened up her arms, and he fell to his knees and hugged her to him, his face flush against her belly. She caressed his hair, his cheeks, and his shoulders as he massaged her ass cheeks and thighs.

“So sexy, our little chef,” he teased as the water rained down upon his mouth. The tapping hit her mound just right. Damn, she wanted his mouth there.

“Please, Gustave,” she whispered, rolling her head back. He kissed her pubic bone and rolled his tongue along the area until he reached her folds. She widened her stance and held on to his shoulder as he tasted her.

“Oh, Gustave,” she panted. Gustave lifted her thigh up over his left shoulder and pressed a finger to her cunt.

“So wet for me already?” he teased. She tilted her pussy toward his mouth and against his finger. He chuckled.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful and all mine.” He licked her as he thrust his finger in and out. She felt hot and needy all over again.

“You teasing me, Gustave?” she asked with her head against the tile wall.

“Fuck yeah, baby. I love to hear you moan.”

“Oh my sweet bear is feeling naughty,” she teased back as she looked down at him. His cheeks blushed, and she smirked at her feminine charms.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet.” He stood up, lifted her into his arms, and pressed her back against the shower wall. In one smooth motion he thrust into her. There was no preamble, no time to prepare for his invasion, and she screamed out his name.

“Gustave!” In and out he thrust hard and fast into her, and she couldn’t keep up or even counterthrust. He looked so intense and so wild she felt her entire body ignite around his cock.

“Illeanna!” he roared as he poured himself into her. She held him against her. This large, thick, gentle man showed her the side of him he kept hidden from others. He was a passionate lover, a soulful enigma in her life, and she loved him.

“I love you, Gustave,” she told him as she held his face between her hands.

“I love you, too,” he replied right before she kissed him deeply, letting all her emotions pour into that kiss.

They held each other for a few more minutes then turned off the shower. She couldn’t help but be disappointed that Franco and Johnny hadn’t shown up next but then she walked into Gustave’s bedroom with a towel around her body and both men were waiting for her.

“Oh boy,” she said out loud, and they both smiled.

“Get ready, baby, we gonna have some fun,” Johnny stated as he curled his finger at her and she began to slowly walk toward him. As she passed Franco, he pulled the towel from her body and smacked her on the ass.

“Ow!” she yipped.

But then she slowly crawled across the bed to Johnny, who knelt in the center with his eyes filled with hunger.

Franco ran his palm across her ass cheeks that she purposely waved in his face as she met Johnny.

“Our woman looks very satisfied,” he teased.

She lowered her eyes but he held her face firmly between his hands.

“The bruising is almost all gone, sugar,” he stated, and she saw the anger cross his eyes. He had been very upset at the bruises she sustained. They all were.

“I’m fine, Johnny, really. Don’t worry so much.”

“I do worry, so get used to it.” He kissed her deeply.

He slowly lay down on the bed, turning his body so that his legs hung off the edge and so that she straddled his waist.

“Do you love me?” he asked. The intensity of his gaze and the emotion of his words made her voice catch in her throat. Her wild Johnny was being awfully serious.

“Yes, Johnny, I love you,” she told him then rose up as she gently took his cock into her hand and aligned it with her pussy. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back as she inched lower and lower onto his shaft.

“Oh yeah!” he moaned as she began to move back and forth, taking him deeper and feeling it in her womb. She ran her hands along his chest then leaned down to kiss him, lifting her ass up then lowering it down onto him slowly.

“You’re torturing me,” he confessed as he gripped her wrists and pulled her hands to his chest and mouth. He licked her knuckles, and she found it hard to move against him. That was when she felt Franco lean against her. He pressed his finger to her puckered hole, lubricating her for his cock.

“Such a full, round ass you have, baby. I want in,” he whispered then licked down her spine as he pressed through the tight rings, too slow for her desires.

“Oh,” she moaned then tried to press back against his cock, but with Johnny holding her so, she couldn’t do it.

“We got you, baby,” Johnny said then thrust upward into her as Franco continued his tortuous, slow thrusts in sync to Johnny’s.

She felt entirely too full, her body nearly spent from all the lovemaking today, and it was only lunchtime.

Johnny pulled her arms above his head so he could kiss her fully while thrusting upward into her. Franco held her hips in place as he spread her ass cheeks and plunged inside again and again.

“Oh God, I can’t take it!” she screamed then combusted around them.

Johnny growled as he called her name then pumped up into her three more times, pouring his seed into her. Franco followed, gripping tightly then lifting her around the waist and pulling her up and against him.

Johnny moaned, and Franco roared as he reached his climax.

“Amazing,” he whispered while cupping her breast and lowering her on top of Johnny’s chest.

Franco slowly pulled from her, kissing her shoulder, her spine, and her ass cheeks before going to grab a towel.

“Come here,” Johnny whispered. She lowered her mouth to his and held his gaze, before she kissed him.