When It Rains Pt. 02

"Here it's out and proud." I said when I realized that they were all looking at me. Clearly indicating that it was all up to me. I could see why. As the only female in this relationship, I'd be facing the most censure. Then you add the 'burg and my mother into this and yeah... I definitely have the most to lose. "Lula and Connie will be in the know as will Mary Lou. I refuse to hide the fact that I love you guys and that you love me. So if people figure it out fine. If they don't well they obviously aren't close to us in the first place. How are you going to handle your families?" I asked curiously.

"My mother will be happy I'm involved with a woman at all." Hector joked. "She asked me if I couldn't just be bisexual years ago."

"My mothers won't care at all." Hal said with a small smile. "This might, in fact, make them really happy. They were worried that I was turning conventional." We all had a bit of a laugh at that.

Lester shivered under me as I giggled. "My parents may have a bit of trouble with my sharing a woman with my cousin. They may see it as being kind of incestuous. But, probably, that will be their only problem. Nothing I do surprises them any more...My mom may do a happy dance that I'm settling down, even if the way I choose to do so is rather not normal."

"My mother won't bat an eye...she'll just start asking if you are planning to have kids. And if you do can they call her Nana." He shrugs. "Me and my brothers all got vasectomies as soon as we could. None of us want to pass on our father's genes. This is the closest she'd ever get."

"Well if we ever do decide to have kids, she can be Nana. If my mother doesn't disown me, she'll be Grandma, like she is for Mary Alice, Angie and Little Lisa." I joked.

"Umm Stephanie...I should probably let you know since I was there when Lisa was born, and I figured that that was the closest I'd ever get to having a kid...and hey it still maybe...I kind of set her up one of those college annuities. It's not state specific, so as long as she goes to a US school she'll have some cash to go." Cal confessed.

"Maybe after Cal told me about setting one up for Little Lisa, Tank, Bobby and I set one up for Mary Alice." Lester confessed from behind me.

"What nobody got Angie?" I joked, shocked when Hector and Hal raised their hand.

"Si, I set one up for Angie, is small. But I figured once she found a husband she would probably drop out anyway." Hector said. "If she goes to a state school it will be enough for all four years."

^That's so sweet.^ I thought aloud, still wriggling and snuggling on Lester's lap. "But why?"

"You have no idea how long we've loved you Bomber. It's not even just the fact that you see us. That you care for us when no one else will...you are so special. And there is so much of you in Mary Alice. So when Cal said he was gonna make sure Lisa had the money for school, Lester, and Tank and I decided that we would make sure Mary Alice had to money to go where ever she wanted...just in case she needed to get far from the 'burg. And her mom."

"It wouldn't have been fair for the other two girls to have one and not Angie. So Hector and I put together a small annuity for Angie." Hal said.

"You guys are the absolute best men I've ever known." I said. Then with a dirty smile. I shucked off the tee shirt. I'd been wriggling on Lester's lap for long enough that he was at attention. So I rose up and slowly slid down his dick. We both let our loud groans. "Huummm sooo gooooodddd." I groaned. "You guys, ignore us. Continue working our logistics...I just need to come a few more times. Then I can focus again."

Lester slid his hand up my thigh to tease my clit and Bobby deserted the conversation to kneel between our spread legs and suck on my diamond hard nipples. The two of them worked together as good partners should and drove me over the edge into an orgasm quicker than I thought possible. Apparently all my teasing to get him hard had left Lester closer to the edge than I realized, because when I came, he followed me. As soon as Lester finished cumming, Bobby lifted me off his cock, tilted my hips forward and slid himself into me.

It was an interesting sensation to be sitting on one guy's lap while getting fucked by another. It became an exquisite sensation when Lester began to use his hands in delicious ways. First teasing and twisting my nipples, then slinking down my belly to play with my clit, while Bobby pumped in and out of me. "God, I'm a sick man, Beautiful. I cannot tell you how fucking hot it is watching Bobby fucking your tight, tiny, wet, little pussy. Knowing that you are just a little bet extra juicy because I just blew my load in your creamy little body."

I could feel Lester growing hard again. He didn't try to enter me, but he did pull his dick up between Bobby and the outer lips of my doo-dah. I could tell that Bobby was getting me and Lester off and that sent me skyrocketing. "Fuck us...Fuck us Bobby. Lester's got his cock right against me...my, my pussy. So when you're fucking me...really you are fucking us both."

"Shit, that's really damn hot." I heard Cal breathe I looked to my right and there he was close enough to kiss, so I did. I love kissing and the JLS are masters of the art. Very soon I was screaming into Cal's mouth as I came again.

Bobby was determined to make both Lester and I cum however, so he held back. "Fuck you are gonna kill me. Bomber, that felt so damn good. The way your little pussy sucks at my cock so hard when you cum." He hissed in my ear. He kept fucking me until I came screaming, and Lester's cum erupted over my stomach and Bobby's six pack abs. then and only after he was satisfied that we were taken care of did Bobby throw back his head and yell to the heavens as he came. "Holy Fuck. SO GOOOOODDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Bobby fell to the left and onto the couch spot he'd vacated on the couch. Before I knew it, Cal was on his knees licking me clean. His tongue drove me crazy laving over super sensitive skin. "Tastes so good." He said as he licked and sucked me clean. The big bald bad ass with the flaming skull tattoo was purring like a big cat as he cleaned me up and made me cum again. I was lost in my orgasm when Cal slid into me turning my keening orgasm into a screaming one. Cal picked me up and walked me back to the arm chair he'd been sitting in before. He sat down and let me have control, for a moment before he pulled me down to whisper, "I've always wanted to try that, but you are the only woman I can trust not to think less of me." I gave him a hug as I rode him gently. We went slow and steady until we both reached a very fulfilling, yet rather tender completion.

I leaned forward. "I love you. Thank you for trusting me." He gave me another bone melting kiss before helping me get my legs back under me.

As soon as I was standing, I was pulled back against Ranger. "Do you have any idea how sexy it is to see you covered in our marks, sweaty and panting, screaming our names? How are we supposed to control ourselves in public now?" he growled into my ear as he ground his erection against my ass. He turned me around so that I was facing Tank...then slowly he bent me forward until I could take the head of Tank's cock into my mouth. As he slid into me from behind, he started talking again. "I tried, Babe...I tried not to love you. I knew I wasn't right in the head any more. So I tried to keep you safe...but now you are ours. Out there you are strong, independent, fierce, Bombshell the Bounty Hunter. Stephanie Plum. But alone with us. You are ours. Every inch of you is ours to love," Long stroke. "To kiss." He dotted kisses down my back, "ours to suck, ours to bite." Pretty sure that's a hickey. "Ours to pleasure, and ours to fuck." Thus saying he began to pound into me. Forcing me up and down on Tank's cock, further than I probably would have gone on my own, but it felt so good. Before I knew it I had taken Tank's cock two thirds of the way down my throat. Ranger wet a finger in the liquids that were leaking from my very happy doo-dah, and pressed it into my butt. I came screaming in pleasure around Tank's cock. Tank came hard, roaring his satisfaction as he poured his pleasure directly into my stomach.

Ranger, he helped me lean back up, even as he kept pounding into me. "You are ours. Our lover...our whore...our Babe, our Bomber, our Beautiful. Our Little Bomber Girl, our Little one...our pleasure...our slut... our love."

"God yes, Ranger. I belong to all of you. My Justice League." I groaned. "But you are mine too."

"You've had us longer than you know." Hal said as he moved in front of me, kissing me deeply. He stepped back and Ranger bent me back over to blow Hal. I worked my tongue over him, sucking him deeply, making him cum with my mouth and tongue and hands. When he came in my mouth, I held it, waving Hector over. When Hector joined me, I kissed him sharing Hal's taste with him.

We pulled apart, both of us smiling. Hector kneeled in front of my, licking and sucking my clit and Ranger's balls. Forcing the man of mystery to lose control. When Ranger came he yelled something in Spanish. Unfortunately I was cumming too hard myself to catch if anyone translated it for me. As I was coming back from the heights of ecstasy, Ranger translated it for me. "You are our world and the light there in. We will never let you down. We love you."

Hector kissed me gently. He laid me on my back on the carpet and set about making love to me. His hands and kisses traced and pleased all the differences between me and his other lovers. It was strange, with the others I felt their love in every touch, but I could tell that their desire was a major part of that love. For Hector, the physical was completely separate from the love. It was simply a way to express it. I mean don't get me wrong. If I wasn't able to have sex, not one of my JLS would love me any less, but Hector just felt a bit more ephemeral...not as physical as the other. Our loving was slow and gently. So very sweet. When we came, we were both shedding tears of joy and love.

Unfortunately after all of that it was still Friday and we had to go to work. I decided to be an idiot and head back to my place to get showered and dressed. I hate it when I'm stupid. Walking in smiling, happy, and obviously well and truly loved, I heard.

"You look like a Stark Street Whore, Cupcake. When I called you the Rangeman whore, I didn't expect you to take it as a challenge."

CHAPTER 6

"Ahh, is Morelli upset because there are seven men getting what you will never get again?" I said testily. "Oh or maybe it's because before your equipment seemed oh so big...but that was compared to Dickie so...but now I know what AWE inspiring is."

"OH please...everyone knows steroids shrink dicks...that guy Tank must be shrunk to a nub." Morelli returned.

"Well then thank God he got shrunk, cause I could BARELY handle what he has now. I mean if eleven-twelve inches that's thicker around than my wrist is what he shrunk down to....well hell what he came naturally equipped with would kill a girl." The smile on my face should have told him exactly how satisfied I was with what my men carried in their trousers.

BACK AT RANGEMAN

Tank PoV

I love our girl, but why the hell does she have to be so damn stubborn. She refused, flat out refused any accompaniment back to her apartment. Of course we let her. I mean we love her independence. Not one of us wants to be anything like that Dickhead Morelli. But I cannot shake the feeling that something is wrong in Stephanie-land. As soon as I was showered and dressed I headed to the control room. "Pull up Little Girl's trackers." Vince did as I asked. And they all showed her present and accounted for at her apartment. Still something was bugging the shit out of me.

Hector's voice kicked in beside me. "Do we still have a tracker on Detective Morelli's personal vehicle?" when Vince pulled it up Hector started to curse fluently. He and I headed to the door. We took the stairs two at a time and as one headed for a truck.

Back At Bombshell's

Stephanie's PoV

"So it's like that now. You just gonna turn into a whore and sleep with anyone with a big dick?" Morelli growled. "You used to be worth something as a girl even if you were worthless as a bounty hunter. But now you are nothing but a slut. A stupid cunt, just like the rest. Maybe I should get me one last taste... you look like you've been rode hard and put away wet...they won't be able to notice one more load in your stretched out snatch." He said coming towards me.

"Actually Joe. They would. Cause if you manage to get your boys anywhere near me again, I will rip them off. I'm not going to be docile at all. If you want it, it will be rape, and you are gonna have to rape my cold dead corpse. Besides I'm not like Joyce or Terri. I'm still nice and tight. Even now that I am theirs, and they are mine, my number of partners is still in the single digits. Last I heard Joyce's tally was over a hundred and Terri's more than half way there herself." I said distracting him a bit. I slid a hand into my pocket and pressed the panic button Ranger had slipped in there when I refused accompaniment. "Poor Joe...have you ever been with a woman...other than me of course, who hasn't been with every last male member of your family? Cause I know for a fact that Helen Bargalowski dated Mooch back in his 'pass the pussy' phase."

"Shut up, you bitch." He snarled. He tried to close the distance between us, but I kept moving putting furniture between us. "Terri, Helen and Joyce at least know their places. They suck cock, and take it up the ass. They know how to give a man whatever he wants."

"So do I. My Men at least. The men I can trust to care about me as a person and not just a means of getting their rocks off. Even balls to the wall sex feels like making love with them. Every touch communicates their feelings for me. The love you claim to feel while you yell and belittle and berate me, they show in their every action and touch and lick and bite and suck. You know what? I just swallowed a few loads not an hour ago. I love the feel of Lester or Tank or Bobby on my tongue. They stroke my hair as I blow them; they don't grab and pull like my ears are fucking handlebars, unless I want them too. Best of all they repay the fucking favor. They believe that going downtown is a pleasure, not a damn chore." I yelled back.

"Why the hell should I eat you? You are mine. That's something you do to get a girl. I've already got you." He said truly confused.

"Bullshit. Ranger has me, Tank has me, Lester has me, Cal has me, Bobby has me, Hal has me, Hector has me; you, you had me but you lost me. You lost me the second you decided that you were worth more than I was. You lost me the second that you decided to try to force me to become my mother. You lost me the second you decided that if you didn't like what I had to say you would arrest me and make me say something different. You lost me the second you started to fuck that Snooki's ugly twin looking bitch Helen. By the way I hope that you used your own condoms. She was planning to pull your own holes in the latex trick on you." I laughed dead in his face. And maybe I pushed him a smidge too far. He hauled off and hit me.

"Hitting girls now are we Joe...Bitch move Joe, bitch move." I said as I hit him back. Punches were exchanged and just as Joe was getting the upper hand my door got kicked open.

Tank PoV

One look at our Little Girl's pained, yet relieved face, and I can honestly say I have never been as angry as I was in that exact moment. "Hector, call Ranger. I want him and the men here in the next 4 minutes...or there won't be any left for them." I said as I crossed the room in three strides. Before Hector could get his phone out, I had Morelli pressed against the wall, one hand wrapped around his throat, his feet more than six inches off the floor. "This stupid mutherfucker was not only dumb enough to let Stephanie get away...he was stupid enough to put his hand on her because she decided to become ours." I snarled back towards Hector.

"The rest of Estefania's men are already on the way. She pressed her panic button a few minutes ago." Hector told me. He sounded a bit proud that our little girl was taking her safety seriously. He moved over to her and carefully took her into his arms.

I turned my attention back to the asshole hanging from my fist. "She is ours now Detective Morelli. I hear you used to be a real man, Morelli, a Navy man, now me; I was Army...a Ranger. But I work with plenty of SEALS, in fact one of my fellow Stephanie's Men was a SEAL...so you should know that real men take care of their own. You laid a hand, in anger, on Our Girl. So what do you think we should do to you?"

"You should let me go. Before I run in for assaulting a police officer." Morelli said his voice filled with bravado.

"No. Joe. You don't get to come here in your personal vehicle, come here off the clock, and then try to play cop. It doesn't work like that. You are here not as a police officer, you are here as a jealous ex-boyfriend who didn't know what he had until it was gone." I said with a smirk. "And I'm here as a current boyfriend who isn't going to let you get away with the bullshit assed way you've been treating the woman I love."

"I got there First. Mine were the first fingers she felt in her cooch when she was six. Mine was the first dick she fucked when she was sixteen. Women never forget their first." Morelli said. Man he was never gonna let that go.

Little Girl was not buying it. "Oh please, after last night your pathetic performances will now only be remembered as the star in my hall of shame. Even Dickie was better than that first time. I'm still not sure how I let you talk your way back into my bed after I cleared your name. You are the worst kind of lover, a selfish one. You only care about me orgasming to pump up your ego. You only pay attention to obvious erogenous zones, and for a boy who loved to play choo-choo you sure have a hard time using your fingers now. I had more orgasms when my JLS weren't even trying than I have the last six times we had sex combined." She taunted. "And considering that we only officially broke up yesterday afternoon, why had it been 73 days since I had a social orgasm...oh yeah 'cause you had Nurse Bitch and who knows how many others on the side. And you have the nerve to call me a whore."

"We aren't over until I say we are over Cupcake. So you can all your dogs off." He said...I'd say bravely, but really this is rapidly approaching stupidity.

"You are over Morelli. She is ours now. The men you see here now we are hers and she is ours. You need to wrap your head around that before you do something even stupider. You have lost her completely; you no longer can even claim her friendship thanks to your actions here today. If you want to keep your career, you will leave the entire Plum family alone. As I understand it Frank Plum wants to shoot you, and he has banned his wife from having any contact with you. Chief Hawser is very ready to take your shield and bust you back down so far you'll be calling Eddie and Costanza sir." Ranger said from the door. He entered followed but the rest of Stephanie's men. "And I can honestly say that should she say the word, good cop you may be, but I will ruin you so completely you won't be able to get a job as a crosswalk attendant anywhere in the continuous forty eight."

Looking around, I wondered if Morelli saw his death in my brothers' eyes as surely as I did. All seven of us wanted him dead in the worst way. Unfortunately, on the clock or not, killing a cop is a bitch load of paperwork.

Stephanie's PoV

Looking at the men who really love me, I can see their yearning for Morelli's blood. but I have a better idea. I'm gonna give him some rope; we'll see what he does with it. "Tank let the putz go. He's going to leave here with the understanding that should he ever stick his nose back into my business, I will press charges for the assault. Understanding that I'm going today and having a restraining order sworn against him. He is going to leave here today with the key to his house, and he will leave the key to this apartment in Hal's very capable hand. He will no longer call me or contact me in any conceivable way. He will no longer show up at my crime scenes unless it is in an official capacity, and since I doubt any of the desk sergeants or dispatchers would assign him a case involving me after what happened yesterday, I shouldn't have to see him at all. " I said as I worked Joe's house key off my key ring, carefully holding one arm tight to my battered ribs.