Gunslinger

A tense three weeks followed.
The gang were forced to repeatedly move, following the trail of the cache closer and closer to Tallinn. All the leads were turning up dead ends and the mobster’s information was confusing and sometimes contradictory. Mysenko himself was now temporarily out of the picture and in a way that had amused Johnny immensely.
The meeting had seen the mobster looking arrogant against a splendid backdrop of a fine restaurant that served imported French cuisine. Johnny had looked out of place, the mohawk and leather still sang of a tough kid who merely looked dangerous instead of the fine mind behind it. Add having the combined weight of Matt and Jimmy at each shoulder and it looked to an outsider that the man in the suit was the one being threatened. In fact Mysenko had tried to use Gates to his advantage only to be dragged out by three policemen after twenty minutes to answer questions as to why explosions at his house had levelled half the neighbourhood. Johnny had enjoyed the moment, his slightly smug smile leaving Mysenko in no doubt as to who was behind it and why. He had been released after forty eight hours but Johnny and his crew had already vanished and now the mobster had no leads at all….
The man himself had not been idle. Charlie had been kept busy, decoding the papers under the strict and judgemental eyes of one Zacky Vengeance. She found it akin to having the sword of Damocles over her head, sooner or later he would decide whether he trusted her or not and despite the continuing love making, she wasn’t sure. Johnny liked that she was uncomfortable, leaving the two of them to the research while Danielle negotiated new houses and vehicles, more supplies and Jimmy. It was interesting to watch the big man fall so hard and amusing to all of them. He, Matt and Dani continued to follow the trail and now seemed tantalisingly close.
To Johnny however, the best part had been getting Syn home and watching as he made sure that Ana’s life was anything but comfortable. He had always been a bad patient and once they had treated the worst of his injuries and warmed him up Syn had decided to make sure that Ana ran around after his every little whim and desire. For a week she stomached it without complaint until his whining had started to get under her skin. Matt and Jimmy had often had to retreat to another room, their stomachs aching from holding in the laughter as the other girls had watched with growing amusement. Only Johnny and Charlotte had understood the underlying reason, Zacky enjoying it most of all as their leader twisted it to his advantage.
“ANA, ANA !!!! I NEED A DRINK !!”
Ana glared at the ceiling and silently swore to break a few more of his ribs before grabbing a beer from the fridge. The house was silent, only Zacky and Charlotte were home and the others would not be back until nightfall. Ana felt like the advantage was slipping away along with her hopes of getting to kill Mysenko and it annoyed her almost as much as Syn and his demands. There was no resisting the big brown puppy dog eyes though or the way he thanked her with kisses and fingers so she stomped up the stairs and into the bedroom.
“Your legs are fine, get your own fucking beer.”
Syn smiled, the bruises had faded back and he could move around without too much discomfort, his strength coming back as he watched his girl for any sign of trouble. He hadn’t pressed her, Zacky’s explanation had been enough while he recovered and he had formulated his own plan on how to get the truth. She was healthy again, the sleek silent operator that he had known had replaced the angry addict and he liked to see every curve under the thin shirt and jeans she wore.
“I ache like fuck but thank you…”
He pointed to his cheek with a smirk and Ana giggled, reaching in to kiss him and hand him the beer. It was thus that she didn’t see the handcuffs until one was around her wrist and the other was attached to the radiator. Syn stepped back and opened the beer, silently watching as she twisted her wrist and stared at him confused.
“What ? Kinky sex already, thought your ribs hurt.”
“Zacky ? Bring Charlotte in here. Think it’s time we talked to these pretty little things.”
The tone in his voice caused something in Ana’s stomach to drop and she saw the fear in Charlie’s eyes as Zacky shut the door behind them and sat on the end of the big double bed, pulling her onto his lap as he smiled at his twin.
“Pretty but somewhat economical with the truth huh Gates ?”
“Very much so and Ana should know better.”
Ana glared at the two men, remembering the last time they had pulled this. She had been involved in running some guns through the English Channel which had annoyed Gates and he had seen fit to involve Zack in the punishment, one that had begun painfully and ended in her complete submission to both men. Something she was not keen to repeat and now her friend was involved, another dimension to be considered.
“If this is about the plan, I told Johnny the whole thing.”
Gates paused, seating himself next to Zacky and running his hand through Charlotte’s hair as he looked at his lover. Her defiance turned him on and he liked how she continued to test the cuffs. Not that getting out of them would do Ana much good.
“So tell me.”
“I found out about the cache in Mysenko’s brothel and set it up so that the US government would pull you in to look for it along with him and the Russians. While you were all busy shooting at each other, me and Cazz would get the money and run.”
Zacky joined Syn in kissing down the side of Charlotte’s neck, the woman torn between fear and being turned on. She had expected shouting and screaming, not this warm feeling of being between two sensual men and it confused her as to what this was meant to obtain. Ana growled, annoyed even more at their smiles.
“Zacky, did she leave anything out ?”
“Just the part where I think we were all meant to die.”
Syn pulled a face at Ana, grabbing Charlotte’s hair tighter and kissing her hard on the lips. Zacky noted the angry flush that crept up Ana’s skin and ran his hand up Charlotte’s thigh until a strangled sound of desire escaped from his girl. There was nothing that she wouldn’t tell him and Ana knew it.
“Charlie, were we meant to die ?”
Charlotte glanced up at Zacky’s imperious stare and Syn’s lustful one before looking frantically at Ana who was now leant sullenly against the wall. It was hard to resist when their caresses felt so good, despite knowing that a punishment would probably soon follow. Even that thought turned her on, Zacky mixed such pleasure in with the pain and her voice sounded more than a little breathless.
“No! Not really, I mean Ana was mad at you but…..”
Zacky winked at Syn as he let go and smartly grabbed Charlotte by the hair, pulling her over his lap and applying the flat of his hand to her ass. She was wearing a thin dress and little else, the warmth of the house kept out the worst of the cold from the snow and ice. Charlotte bit her lip to stop from crying out as Ana locked eyes with Syn.
“Fine. I was angry at all over you so yeah, wouldn’t have bothered me at the time.”
Gates nodded slowly, pulling Charlie up by the hair to kiss her lips before looking back at his woman. He knew Ana better than anyone and understood just how far that temper of hers would allow her to go. That she had been prepared to let him die at that point was hardly all that surprising.
“But now you have me back, you gave it up ?”
“Yes.”
Ana flinched at the sarcasm in his tone and the way that the two men exchanged both a smile and a long lingering kiss before turning back to her. Any jealousy she had felt about their relationship had long since disappeared but she registered the shock and surprise on Charlotte’s face before Zacky allowed her up and addressed her again.
“Not sure I believe it. They could turn on us.”
Charlotte flushed and winced as hands began to undress her. It was intoxicating despite her protests and begged response that she would never, they would never. Not now at least. Syn left her to Zack and rose from the bed, wandering over to Ana. She wouldn’t look at him until a strong hand grabbed her chin and she was forced to meet his gaze. Thee arrogant smirk made her shift uncomfortably.
“Would you Anastasia ? You would have to kill me and I don’t think you could do that.”
“I got over it Syn. You can’t hurt me anymore than I hurt you and we have done enough of that. I want the money and you. She wants Zack more than the money.”
Charlotte groaned out an affirmative as Zacky found her nipples with his tongue and moistened them gently. He teased her gently, not letting her move from under his grip as he enjoyed the fact that his friends were watching. Charlotte was lulled into pleasure until a sharp twist of pain broke in, his fingers now replacing lips as he stared down at her.
“I hope so. Do you know what I would do to you Charlie ?”
“K-kill me ?”
Zacky giggled, his love for her making it impossible for him to think that thought although it wouldn’t hurt her to think it at this moment. He was inclined to believe Ana, there was enough tired sincerity to make him think it was the truth and the way that even now her body was pressed against Syn and his hands rested lightly on her waist as they watched him.
“No. But it wouldn’t be pleasant. Now shut up and suck me.”
Gates smirked, he had always been amused that Zacky could be so dominant when he wanted to be. Turning his attention back to Ana he pulled her into his arms, her free one resting against his shoulder as he kissed her harder. There was truth in what she had said, no-one could hurt him as easily as she could and he wanted to believe that they would finally get a happy ending. His voice had gone slightly husky as his lips feathered against her ear.
“I’d kill you though. Don’t make me do that Ana.”
“Don’t ever leave me behind again.”
Syn smiled, unlocking the cuffs and pulling her over to where Zacky now had his fist balled in Charlotte’s hair as she worked her magic on him. There was still an air of innocence about her but she had allowed a little more of her experience to show through and he was breathing through gritted teeth as she sucked and teased his cock with her mouth and tongue. Syn kissed him quickly and was rewarded with a moan before Ana was in his lap and stealing his attention by pulling his hands to her breasts and his lips to hers. It was all too easy to let go, the doubts surprisingly few that he now had the full truth from her. Syn had needed to hear it first hand, had needed to see her love for him in the way that she had nursed him. Now he sort of felt satisfied.
“Tell Johnny to ask himself next time.”

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