Ellena (19 page)

“Baby, it’s going to be okay,” Mack said and she felt his hands on her shoulders but she shrugged them off as she shook her head and walked further away.

“It’s not going to be okay. This isn’t okay. Poor Leon is in jail and the bad guys are free. Parker said he could get to him and to you guys. He swore and I believed him. You guys said he couldn’t, but can’t you see that Parker has more power then all of you. My God, Agent Quincy was right.”

“What do you mean Agent Quincy was right?” Mack asked.

She took a deep breath and rambled on about what the agent said to her in the office.

“You must have misunderstood him or maybe he just seemed suspicious to you because of his attitude,” Troy said and she shook her head.

“He stood at the broken window, near the doorway at the sheriff’s department when Jessy got shot. He smirked at me as if saying, ‘I told you so.’ He told me that I wasn’t safe with you guys.”

“He said that?” Roy asked. She nodded her head.

Mack hugged her.

“I think you should call Eloi and tell him,” Troy said and Mack pulled out his cell and made the call.

* * * *

Troy picked Ellena up from work. He brought her back to her place so that she could shower and change. She had wanted to see Leon when he was released this morning but he was so angry and pissed off that there was no talking to him. Troy and his brothers suggested that she wait until the evening. That made the day go tortuously slow. Then to top it off, Leon hadn’t come with Troy to pick her up. Troy said Leon was pissed off and especially about what Agent Quincy hinted toward her. She hoped that he didn’t take matters into his own hands. Leon was probably being watched and not just by the feds but by Parker’s men, too. The whole thing made her feel sick. Knowing Leon and how stubborn, bull-headed, and pissed-off he was, he was probably conducting his own investigation. The thought made her feel like vomiting. This was bad. How did her normal little bayou world turn into a crime drama?

“I want to see him, Troy. Now,” Ellena said as Troy stood in the doorway and she wrapped a towel around herself.

“He’s upset, baby. He’s not talking to anyone except for Eloi over the phone. They’re planning something. They’ve been out all day and I think they made some progress.”

“I don’t care. I want to see him. He shouldn’t be acting like some vigilante or conducting surveillance on Parker. Parker might kill him,” she said then attempted to walk past him. Troy pulled her into his arms and held her tight.

“Leon is very resourceful and well trained. I think it’s Parker who needs to worry now, baby. Leon’s top priority is you. He’s worried about your safety. We all are. Let him be and maybe when we go back to my place, he’ll be ready to talk.”

He leaned down and kissed her softly on the mouth. His hands began to caress her body and in no time at all, she felt aroused and needy.

“Are you trying to make me stay here?” she asked after pulling from his mouth and feeling breathless. Her head tilted back of its own accord and she felt possessed by Troy’s tactics.

“Hell, baby, I want to be inside of you. I don’t care if it’s in this bathroom, against the wall, or in the fucking bedroom. I need you now.”

She felt his hands shove her towel off of her.

“Troy, please.”

He unzipped his pants, shoved them down his legs and stepped out of them. Her legs shook with anticipation of feeling his cock deep inside of her. An almost desperate feeling overtook her as strong arms lifted Ellena up then turned her back against the wall in the bedroom.

“Fuck, Ellena, you get me all riled up.”

She grabbed onto his shoulders, opened for him as the tip of his hard cock pressed against her soaking-wet folds. She was a glutton for more. She craved them, all of them. Troy shoved forward. She gasped and he began a fast pace, as if he felt just as out of control as she felt.

“Ellena,” he whispered hard against her neck. His stubble brushed against her cheek, somehow making her pussy respond. She ran her hands up and down the muscles and dips in his arms and shoulders. He was big, strong, sexy, and on a mission to get as deep inside of her as he could.

“I love being inside of you. I love fucking this pussy, baby. Fuck!” he yelled then increased his speed. His hips jerked back and forth like an expert lover filled with energy and stamina. Her breasts tingled as the nipples pressed hard against more muscle. She felt so aroused and attracted to Troy in this very moment.

“Troy, oh Troy,” she moaned then felt the tightness right before she exploded. Troy kept thrusting, stroking her pussy as his hands moved down her body to her ass. He spread her ass cheeks as he continued to thrust, somehow stroking deeper. She couldn’t catch her breath and then Troy grunted loudly. His final stroke felt as if his cock hit her womb. She held him tight as he shook then licked across her shoulder, her cheek, and then her mouth. He ate at her lips, her tongue hungrily as if he was still in need or just couldn’t seem to get enough of her. Ellena never felt so desirable and sexy. But with the Rue men, it was happening. She loved them.

Then she thought about Leon. Her heart ached. She felt like something was missing because he hadn’t been there last night. The poor man had spent the night in prison. She needed to get to him, even if he pushed her away because of his anger at the situation. He needed her.

Troy kissed her lips and smiled at her. She smiled back.

“Can we go now? Leon needs me,” she whispered and he chuckled.

“You’re a hard-headed woman, ain’t ya, Ellena?”

“I’m your woman, so ya best get used to it.”

Something flashed across his eyes. She felt her belly tighten and a nervous feeling invade her senses. Was there something Troy wasn’t telling her? Could Leon be angry with her or perhaps so upset that Troy thought he could hurt her? She swallowed hard. She didn’t know what she was in for, but if a fight was brewing then she’d come with fists ready.

* * * *

Troy’s phone made a sound as he started to pull his jeans on. He grabbed the phone as Ellena went back into the bathroom to wash up.

He read the text and smiled to himself. Leon was here. He had gone home to shower then headed straight to Ellena’s. This was a good thing.

Troy hurried to open the front door.

“Thank God,” he said as he pulled his brother into a bear hug. Leon looked uptight.

“Are you okay?” Troy asked as he closed the door and locked it.

“As good as can be. I just got off the phone with Eloi.”

“And?”

“I tell you about it later. Where is she?” he asked as he looked Troy over. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and his pants weren’t buttoned. His brother would know he had made love to their woman. Troy smiled. “She’s good, but worried about you. I’m doing my best to keep her mind off worrying.” His brother’s eyes appeared darker and an intense expression crossed his face.

“That agent threatened her and she didn’t say a word to us, to me.”

“I know. But then she told us and we contacted Eloi. It helped the federal guys to see that something wasn’t right with that guy Quincy, right?”

“She should have told us. Eloi and I did a little surveillance ourselves today,” Leon said then started walking toward the bedroom.

* * * *

Leon leaned against the side of the doorframe.

Ellena gasped as she turned toward him. She was thrilled to see Leon, but he looked so angry. She was frozen in place.

“Leon?”

“Why didn’t you tell me or one of my brothers about that Quincy guy threatening you?”

She felt her heart sink. Was he blaming her for his incarceration? “I wasn’t sure that he was threatening me. It confused me, the way he asked his questions then looked at me. It would have been pretty serious to accuse an IAD agent of being on the take and working for a criminal.”

“You need to learn to trust us, Ellena. You need to understand that we’re going to protect you and take care of you, baby. I can’t be stuck behind bars for some bogus charges and worry about your safety. That asshole Parker still wants you. I know it.”

She started to move toward him. She pressed her hands against his chest, and he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight.

“I missed you, Leon. I was so scared.”

“I know, baby, I missed you, too. God, Ellena, you’re all I kept thinking about. There’s so much heavy shit going on right now.”

“Can you tell me what’s going on? Are Eloi and the federal agents going to arrest Quincy and get to Parker?”

“They don’t have anything concrete on Quincy. I know that asshole was part of setting me up, but we can’t prove shit. Not until Eloi and I get those assholes to fess up to the truth. That’s not for you to worry about right now. I’ve got some plans in motion. Eloi is helping me to work on Stucky.” Leon began to explain what had transpired at the police station and his conversation with Eloi.

“So between the federal agent’s investigation and the DA’s investigation, it sounds like Parker will be behind bars in no time,” Ellena asked after listening to everything Leon told her about the phone call to Eloi.

“It seems that way.”

“You don’t sound optimistic, Leon.”

Troy was standing there now, too.

“He’s a pessimist, sugar. Never been easy to convince him of nothing until he saw it for himself,” Troy said then lifted her up into his arms and carried her toward the doorway. She looked at Leon.

“You don’t trust this information?” she asked, feeling concerned as she thought about the IAD agent, Quincy. She swallowed hard. If the federal agent that Eloi spoke to was right, then it wouldn’t matter that the IAD agent intimidated her as if he was being paid by Parker to scare her. There was no reason for her to see him again. Her part was done in the case and the charges were dropped against Leon. She just wished there was something she could do to help with the situation. Eloi got the judge to set bail, but the charges weren’t fully dropped. It sounded like Eloi and Leon needed to conduct their own investigation. She worried about them.

Troy set her down on her feet and began to massage her shoulders as Leon started to undress.

“What are you doing?” she asked as Troy pulled the towel from her body and Leon placed a bag on the bedside table.

“What does it look like, sugar? We’re staying the night with you.”

She smiled. “Really? What about Roy and Mack?”

“They’re working late. Roy’s working the night shift and Mack had to travel into Baton Rouge for a late meeting. He’s staying at a hotel for an early meeting again tomorrow,” Troy said then leaned forward and began to kiss her neck and lower until he latched onto her breast.

She held onto his head as she looked toward the bedside table.

“What’s in the bag?” she asked in a raspy whisper as Troy nipped at her nipple then licked the sting away.

“Good stuff,” Leon said as Troy released her nipple and stood up. Leon lay down on the bed with his legs wide open and his cock fully erect.

“Get your ass on up here, woman, and let me taste that pussy.”

“Oh shit, Leon,” she whispered. His thick Cajun accent did wild things to her body. Whenever he and his brothers talked dirty and referred to her pussy as their possession, she felt herself become weak with passion.

She slowly climbed up his muscular, thick body, letting her full breasts glide along his upper thighs, then his cock. They made her feel sexy and Ellena fell into the role of seductress with ease.

She immediately felt the hands on her hips, and then Leon lifted her up and nearly over him.

She squealed as she grabbed onto his shoulders and as his mouth latched onto her pussy.

“Oh, Leon.”

She didn’t want to smother him, yet the fact that she was lying over his face like this made her feel a multitude of sensations. She felt sexy, desirable, naughty, revitalized, and oh so damn horny. He knew it, too, as he swiped a finger from her pussy juices to her puckered hole and pushed in.

“Oh!” she squealed then shook as she came.

“I thought about this pussy all night. I could practically taste your sweetness, sugar. My woman. Mine,” he stated as his warm breath collided against her wet folds.

His tongue and mouth continued their assault as his finger pressed in and out of her ass while his other hand clasped over her ass cheek.

“She likes that, Leon. So glad we stopped to pick up some lube. I want that ass,” Troy said. Then she felt his hands touch her ass cheeks and squeeze them apart. With both men stimulating her like this she felt another wave of fluid release.

Leon chose that moment to pull his finger out then lift her up and place her lower. She knew what he wanted, and boy did she want it, too.

“Hell, sugar, you the tastiest treat I ever had.”

She was on fire as she gripped his cock, lined it up with her pussy, and slowly pushed downward.

“Fuck yeah.” Leon thrust upward and she grabbed onto his shoulders to stay atop of him.

Immediately she felt Troy’s hands on her shoulders, pushing her chest down.