Free Running In Fear: Coming Home by Trinity Blacio

go anywhere. I know you're busy,” Jaycee asked, as they all walked out the door. They stopped, looking down at her.
    “Do you think we would deny you a honeymoon? We love you, Jaycee, and we would move the moon for you if we could. As for where we're going, you'll just have to wait and see.” Remi kissed her nose, pushing her towards the elevator.

Chapter Six
    Remi's gaze drifted over his mates’ bodies. To think that Blair had been the one plotting Jaycee's destruction all along still boggled his mind. The hate that had radiated from her as she died at Dane's hands had shocked them all. The men she had hired were also dead.
    Jaycee squirmed, walking into the elevator. Remi smiled down at her, and reached into his pocket, pushing the button to the remote. That's when the butt plug started to pump into her. She would have fallen to her knees if he hadn't hooked his arms around her waist, holding her. His fingers reached under her halter, pulling at the ring on her nipple.
    “Don't you dare come.” he whispered into her ear as he played with the remote on the elevator ride down. The elevator opened and Shelly stood there with Bo, a glazed look in her eyes, as Bo's hand in her shirt played with her nipples.
    “The limo is waiting,” Bo stated, pulling Shelly with him.
    Remi guided Jaycee towards the limo. He had one hand around her waist, the other still attached to her nipple, playing with it. People stared as they walked through the lobby, but he didn't care.
    The men had lust in their eyes. Jaycee whimpered as Dane got in the limo and pulled her in after him, placing her on his lap. The butt plug still moved in her. She lay her head back against Dane. He placed each of her legs over his. He leaned over, inspecting her mound with his fingers.
    “Nice and smooth. You did good, slave.” Remi pushed two fingers into her soaking pussy. “Oh, so wet!” he growled, raising his soaked fingers to his mouth and sucked on her juices, staring at her. For ten minutes he watched her squirm. Her fingers squeezed Dane's arms and her gaze was filled with passion.
    “We're here!” Bo stated, placing a blindfold over Shelly's eyes.
    Dane covered Jaycee's eyes with the blindfold. She shivered as his hands traced down her arms.
    “Are you ready to play, baby?” Dane whispered into her ear.
    Remi adjusted his cock and glanced around outside before she stepped out of the limo. Even though the threat was gone, something wasn't right. He sniffed the air, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Just in case, he had guards on standby. No one would get near her again.
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    Jaycee heard the doors open and the cold air brushed against her naked mound. A shiver went up her spine, and it wasn't from the cold, as they helped her into the club. She could smell leather, liquor, and roasted turkey. A band played in the distance, and she could hear the shuffle of feet. Her stomach growled. She was hungry. She hadn't eaten since lunch with Kate. Remi and Dane laughed.
    “I think our mate is hungry. Do you smell the turkey, and other food that was made for us? It's a celebration for us in gratitude for finding the murderers of our baby,” Remi whispered into her ear, pulling her into his arms and hugging her. “It's over, baby. We can heal now and join our life forces together.”
    He led her to a chair and sat down with her on his lap, “We're going to feed you, baby, and then we'll play with our little slave.”
    For the next hour her mates fed her while they sucked and played with her body. By the time they had deemed she had had enough, her body burned for release. Then she heard the shuffling of feet and the door to the club opened. Soon all was quiet except for the band and her mates. She could smell the scent of roses and candles.
    “Close your eyes, baby!” Remi whispered into her ear and she closed her eyes as the blindfold was removed. “Keep them closed until we tell you to open them.” Remi picked her up, cradling her in