Cupids Bakers Dozen

  Cupid, or Eros as his friends called him, couldn’t believe what the fates were having him do. A week before Valentine’s Day, getting twelve of the hardest cases in the world, his personal friends and the women that they were paired, together with was going to take creative ideas.

  Oh, he would do it. They wouldn’t know what hit them by the time he finished with them. Their love lives were going to get really hot.

  But little did Eros know the fates had added a thirteenth name, and it was his.

  Cupid’s Baker’s Dozen

  © 2016 by Trinity Blacio

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  Prologue

  “What? You’re telling me this now? That’s only one week, not to mention that each of these humans is impossible!” Eros snarled and glared at his friend Claus or, what humans called him, Santa.

  “Nonetheless, you have your assignment. You know each of us has to prove ourselves this year.” His friend held up his list that was three pages long. “Do you know how hard it was to get Sara on the good list? I swear, that woman could make a Pitt Bull look like a kitten. I’m still trying to work her on my list, which is twice as long as yours, by the way,” Claus grumbled.

  “Yeah, but you don’t have to find their partner, and on top of that, two of them could be considered virgins for Pete’s sake,” he mumbled shaking his head, trying to picture each of the women on his list.

  “Ria, Sadie, Violet, Xena, Zoey, Breann, Cait, Koko, Peta, Esi, Nia, Isabella!” His voice rose as he read each name on the list along with their location. The list was impossible, not to mention the men who were supposed to be with them.

  Eros moved into his office and started up his program. He had homework to do, and with these women, his work was going to be cut out for him. Oh, he was going to earn his immortality, that was for sure, and the fates wouldn’t question his deviation again.

  His personal program started up, and he pulled up the first name on the list, Ria Martin, age thirty-two, a nurse, divorced from a cheating bastard and has two kids.

  Ria Martin’s Story

  Ria glared at the doctor in front of her, Diego Rantez. He was an excellent doctor, loved his patients and always managed to make her panties wet when he was around, but his attitude for those under him sucked some days.

  Today was one of those days, as she listened to him chew out one of her nurses.

  Oh, sure, she deserved to be chewed out, and Ria would make sure the nurse would understand why she was being placed on down time until an investigation could be ordered, but that did not give the good doctor the right to embarrass her in front of everyone on that floor.

  “Melody, have Nancy take over your duties and head to my office, please,” Ria ordered, interrupting the good doctor’s rant.

  She started to leave, and Diego swung around to face her. “I’m not done.”

  “Yes, you are,” she said quietly, not wanting to draw any more attention than he had already drawn.

  “My office now,” he snapped at her and pushed through the ward doors.

  “Well, that went well,” her friend Sam said next to her. “Are you going?”

  “No, he can wait. Melody can’t. Change her shifts; someone will have to be with her at all times. I want to see what she is doing wrong, if it’s accidental or carelessness. After I meet with Melody, I’ll go to his highness’s office. Then, I’m out for the night. Oh, until I find out what is going on, only the floor nurse will have access to the cart.”

  Ria moved down the hall. Her feet were killing her, and she knew that her evening was just beginning.

  She smiled; tonight, her son would be singing in the school play. At age of ten, her little man could sing with the best of them. He even had his first solo tonight. Where she was a nervous wreck, he couldn’t care less.

  The nurse inside her stood before her door and took a deep breath. This was one of the worst parts of her job as head nurse, discipline. Putting on her work expression, she pushed the door open and stepped into the office.

  The woman was pacing back and forth until she stepped in. “I’m sorry about what happened with the doctor, Melody. He shouldn’t have confronted you in front of everyone, but he was right about one thing. This can’t happen again. You are now off for the night. All your shifts will be supervised until the board decides what to do.” Ria moved around her desk to sit down and nodded to the chair in front of her desk.

  “What the hell happened? You’ve never done anything like this before,” she asked the young woman.”

  Melody shook her head, tears rolled down her cheeks. “I honestly don’t know. All the meds were all set, Ria. I double-checked them before I even entered the room, but I was distracted by the boy getting sick and crying, so I set the pills down and started to help him. I forgot all about them while I was helping, but when I went back to grab the container, that is when the doctor came in.” She looked up at her.

  “He is the one who noticed the meds had been changed. I would have checked them before I gave the child the pills, but he didn’t give me time to explain.”

  She had always known when someone was lying, and Melody wasn’t. “Okay, Melody, I want you to go to the front desk and write up everything you remember before you go home, do not do anything else.

  “Do not forget anything, even if it is little. If what you say happened, then we have a bigger issue here. Someone is playing with the lives of our patients and that scares the crap out of me. Go now, do as I said.” She waved the woman out of her office and called the nurses’ desk.

  Sam answered right off the bat. “Sam, do not leave the cart unattended; I’ll explain later,” Ria said and hung up with her before calling the detective that had been working on the other incidents in the hospital, Ryan Duggan. God, she didn’t want to deal with two assholes tonight. Plus, it was well known the man also owned the local club downtown.

  One look from him and Ria swore she melted inside, but once more, how could she trust any man. Look at what happened before.

  “But that was two years ago,” she mumbled to herself and banged her head on her desk, sighing, knowing Ria couldn’t put off calling Ryan.

  * * * *

  Eros stood in the office, smiling at himself. Oh, this was going to be good. The woman in front of him didn’t want a man. well, she was going to get two men. Each of them were good men and both wanted her. To boot, they both had shared woman before in their local club.

  He got ready, knowing the two men were now both on their way there. Yes, Ms. Ria would be set for loving this Valentine’s Day, and she would earn his special mark. Only a few were lucky to carry it. Their love would last a lifetime and wouldn’t fade.

  Yes, each of these women would earn his special mark this week. They were worth the love that he had arranged for them.

  * * * *

  Her door flew open and not one sexy man stepped in but two. If at all po
ssible, her night just went to hell and her damn panties were going to be a lost cause.

  Dr. Diego Rantez moved to her desk. “What is going on here? I thought I told you to report to my office, and why have you called in the detective here? It seems you don’t like to listen to orders, do you, Ria?” he asked, sitting on the edge of the desk as the other man moved to stand on the other side of her desk, staring.

  She couldn’t believe it; three years Ria hadn’t been interested in anyone, and all of sudden, these two men seemed to push every damn hormone in her body. Ria turned to the officer and smiled at him.

  “Thank you for coming so fast. I just got done talking with one of my nurses, and I believe we have someone on our floor fooling around with patience meds.” She held up her hand when the handsome doctor started to say something.

  “You will hear me out, Doctor, then, you can put in your two cents, but you will not embarrass me in front of anyone.” She leaned over her desk and flinched. Something in her butt pinched the hell out of her. “Shit,” Ria reached back and rubbed her butt cheek.

  “What? Are you in pain?” Diego moved around the desk and ran his hand down her back almost to her ass but jumped back. “What the hell?” he asked, rubbing his arm.

  Ria frowned and glanced from the doctor to Ryan Duggan, noticing him also rubbing his arm.

  “Okay, this is weird,” she said, squirming in her seat. “Is it getting hot in here?” she asked and stripped out of her sweater. She got up, moving away from the heater and the two men near her desk.

  But the detective moved up next to her and ran his hand down her arm. “Tell me, Ria, when’s the last time you’ve been spanked?” he asked, shocking the hell out of her.

  “What? I think we need to get back to the topic at hand here.” Her voice squeaked, and now, Ria wished she hadn’t taken off her damn sweater, her nipples were poking through her damn shirt. “What are you talking about? Don’t you think that is a little unprofessional?”

  “Answer the question, Ria? You’ve been giving me sass for the past three days, and I’m tired of it,” the good doctor stated and moved to lock her office door, turning to stare at her.

  She glanced down but didn’t miss the fact that Diego’s cock was straining against his dark pants, and if the outline in his pants were any indication of his size, she was in serious trouble.

  “I haven’t been spanked since I was a child. There, are you happy. Now, why did you lock the door?”

  “Because, little nurse, we’re going to give you what is obvious you need, and then, we can discuss what is going on here,” Ryan said, his fingers running down her arm to her rear end, where he cupped it.

  “Do you know how long we’ve waited for you? You’ve been a very bad nurse, ignoring us. It’s obvious you need our special attention,” the detective said; his voice seemed to drop a few octaves, sending a chill through her.

  She shook her head, needing to think and tried to step away from them, but Diego wrapped his arm around her waist, stopping her. “Where do you think you are going?”

  “I have a date with my son if you’ll excuse me, please.” She tried to get away.

  “I know for a fact the concert isn’t for another two hours. Now, go over to your desk and bend over it, grab onto the other side like a good girl,” the good doctor ordered; his voice seemed to have the same effect on her as the cop’s.

  “What the hell is with the damn voice,” she mumbled and glared up at him.

  Both men laughed. “I don’t like that glare, Ria, move and make sure you lose those panties, too.”

  Did she do what he wanted, what Ria craved? It had been three years since a man had touched her, and now, there were two very dominate men wanting her. Could she take the risk? “But—”

  Ryan put a finger to her lips. “No, just go with what is in your heart. We know you’re scared, but it’s time to let go, Ria. We’re not him. Give us a chance.”

  She looked up at him then at Diego nodding. “Don’t hurt me,” she whispered.

  The first two steps back to her desk were harder, even more difficult than lowering her now-wet panties. Oh, she wasn’t modest, but Ria wasn’t at a point in her life that if they didn’t like her body, then fuck them.

  After moving a few things to the side, she glanced behind her. Both men had turned and were watching every move. She sighed and did as they asked, grabbing the edge of the desk.

  “Separate those legs now like a good little nurse,” Ryan said, now closer to her. “Eyes straight ahead.”

  Her skirt was lifted, and one of them ran their fingers over her round ass. “Perfect, look at those globes. I knew she’d be beautiful.” Diego said.

  “Hurry, give her ten swats, because I want to be buried in that pussy,” Ryan said.

  “Damn, she’s excited; the inside of her thighs are wet.” Slap, Slap, Slap. “Look at how well her ass takes to my hand. So pretty, pink.” Slap, slap, slap was delivered to her other cheek.

  The pain was there, but she said nothing, closing her eyes as the tears rolled down her cheeks.

  A gentle hand ran down her back. “So much emotion in there; let it out, Ria. We’re here; we’ll catch you, baby,” Ryan whispered into her ear.

  “Don’t you think we’ve seen the pain in your eyes, the tears you’ve kept from everyone? Let it go.” His words were so kind, and Ria knew he meant it.

  Slap, Slap, Slap. “You are ours, Ria; we’re never going to leave you. Let us help you,” Diego said, slapping her one more time harder than the others, sending her over.

  The sobs, hurt that had been inside seemed to come all out at once. She was so upset, Ria didn’t realize she was in Diego’s arms until he sat down on her little couch.

  “So proud of you, baby,” Ryan said, leaning over to kiss her cheek as he sat down next to Diego.

  “For the past month, we’ve been waiting, getting our lives in order before we could offer you what you needed.” Diego said.

  She wiped the tears, frowning. “What do you mean?” She hiccupped, and Ryan smiled, leaning over and grabbing a water out the little fridge she had in her office.

  “What Diego means is we’ve known for some time you were the one for us. We weren’t going to give up, but we had things in our lives that needed to be taken care of before we could step forward with our plans.” He opened the water and handed it to her.

  “You have children, so does Diego from a bad marriage. When we realized what we wanted, we started looking for the perfect house for all of us. One big enough for the children and all of us. Plus, I had to let go of my slave and so did Diego. We both found good masters for them.”

  She tried to get up, but Diego shook his head, holding tight. “No, you’re not going to ignore us or this thing between us. It’s for life, Ria. I want you standing between us, allowing us to care for you, love you.” Diego took the water out of her hand and gave it to Ryan.

  “We were going to wait ‘til Valentine’s Day, but I think you need this now, and it’s only a few days away,” Diego said looking at Ryan, who nodded.

  Diego reached down into his shirt pocket and pulled out a red satin box. It was long.

  She looked up into his eyes. “On the floor, little nurse,” he said and waited.

  Oh, she knew what he wanted. Can I really give this to them? Hell, yes! She smiled and moved off his lap but groaned as her knees creaked.

  Ryan reached out a hand, helping her. “We won’t ask this of you often. I know your knees are a problem, but for important moments, we ask this of you,” he said tucking her hair behind her ear. “Damn, you are so pretty. I thought I’d have to beat your ass when I heard you were thinking of cutting all this. Never, Ria.” Ryan snarled tugging on her hair.

  Diego laughed. “I have to agree, your hair is part of who you are; never cut it.” He leaned forward and opened the box.

  “Oh my god.” Ria reached up and traced her finger over the black choker. In the middle was a gold lock with a bright diamond in th
e center of it.

  “But it’s too much. That diamond alone—” Her words were cut off by Diego’s finger.

  “No, we had this made for you three weeks ago. This is how serious we are, Ria. Be our lover, wife, slave? Let us love you like no one could, and we promise we’ll never leave your side.”

  “You are the sun in our heart; now, let us put the love back in your life,” Ryan asked.

  “I’m confused. Are you asking me to marry you? Be your slave?” she asked.

  “All of it, Ria. We want it all,” Diego said, and Ryan nodded.

  She sat back and stared at the two men in front of her. The hope and passion Ria could see plain as day in their gazes, but could she trust again? “I have trust issues; I can’t promise not to flip out every once in a while if I say yes.”

  Ryan knelt down next to her. “Anyone that has gone through what you did is bound to have problems, but we want to help. Let us give you that trust back, love you?” he asked, cupping her cheeks and kissing her lips softly.

  “Yes,” she whispered and glanced at Ryan then at Diego. “Make me yours, help me trust again and love me.”

  Diego took the collar out of the box as Ryan moved behind her. Together, Ryan and Diego attached it around her.

  “I’ll keep this in a safe place in our new home. It will be framed and put up above our bed as a reminder of what you have given us.” Diego said, standing and unzipping his pants, taking his cock out before sitting back down.

  Ryan lifted her up and placed her on top of Diego. “Put him in you, love.” Ryan said, and moved to a black bag she hadn’t seen by the door.

  “Eyes on me, Ria,” Diego said, placing his hands on her hips lifting her up, helping her.

  “It’s been a long time,” she moaned as Ria guided his thick cock inside of her. “God, that feels good,” she whimpered.