Mastering Elodie [Grizzly Pines] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Paige Warren

  He lapped at her, long, slow licks and she shivered as her nipples tightened even more. Her hands fisted the covers to keep herself from grinding against his face. More than anything, she wanted his tongue on her clit, but she was trying to be patient. She was completely at his mercy, a slave to the passion raging through her body.

  She felt hot, wet, and needy. She’d never been so close to begging in her life, but she wanted something—more. That’s what she wanted, she wanted more. More of his mouth, more of his talented fingers, more of him. His tongue slid between her folds and he groaned as he tasted the nectar slipping out of her, trickling down her thighs. The vibration of that rumble teased her clit, making her clench the sheets even tighter. Her thighs tensed and she forced herself to relax and spread wide, giving him access to her.

  “So sweet,” he murmured, before his tongue delved inside of her again.

  His lips felt soft against her as he sucked her clit into his mouth, drawing on the hard bud. She felt her body tightening, reaching for that ever elusive orgasm. She wanted to come, needed to come, but it stayed just out of reach. Her skin felt hot and too tight, her insides felt like liquid heat. She thought she was going to combust at any moment if he didn’t do something, anything. He was toying with her, obviously enjoying himself, but she was almost mindless with need.

  “More, Cody. I need more,” she panted, back arched, head tossed back. Her fingers clawed the sheets.

  “What do you need?”

  “Empty. I’m so empty. I need you to fill me up, make me feel whole.”

  “You’ll get my cock soon enough, but I’m not done with you yet. You’re going to come before you get a reward.”

  She made a keening noise, half in protest and half in anticipation.

  “Play with your nipples, darlin’. Let’s keep those hands of yours occupied.”

  She released the sheets and cupped her heavy breasts, her palms sliding along the satiny skin. They felt heavy and full, the skin warm to the touch. Her nipples were distended and sensitive to her touch, drawing a gasp from her as her fingers brushed over them. She circled them, her touch light and teasing.

  Cody latched onto her clit again, sucking and licking the bud until she was writhing beneath him. She pinched her nipples and bucked her hips, wanting to get even closer to him. His mouth was driving her insane. It felt like he’d been teasing her for hours now, but she seriously doubted it had been longer than a half hour. She didn’t know how much more she could take.

  He lashed her clit with his tongue and she cried out. So close! So very close. She just needed a little more. He applied more pressure with his tongue, moving it faster and harder, and her body bucked beneath him as she cried out his name, her body shattering as her orgasm broke over her, ripping through her, taking control of her senses.

  She felt twitchy, as aftershocks rolled through her. Through heavy-lidded eyes, she watched Cody stand beside the bed and reach for the button on his jeans. She licked her lips, anxious to see that gorgeous cock of his. Even more, she wanted to feel it, wrap her hands around it. Wanted to taste it and have him fill her mouth.

  Rolling onto her hands and knees, she crawled across the bed. Grabbing the waist of his jean, she hauled him closer. She popped the button free and slid the zipper down, smiling when she saw the shamrock boxers he wore underneath. She looked up and her heart stuttered in her chest at the intensity of his gaze. Not wanting to look away, unwilling to break the spell, she licked her lips and watched as his breathing escalated.

  Tearing her gaze away, she shoved his jeans and boxers down his legs, watching as he kicked them away. He was hard and ready for her. Long and thick, his shaft jumped in time with his heartbeat. The musk of his arousal filled the air and she breathed him in. At some point during the night or morning, he’d trimmed, and now his blond curls were close cropped, nearly non-existent. It was the hottest thing she’d ever seen.

  Elodie wrapped her hands around his thighs and pulled him closer, until his knees brushed the edge of the bed. Unable to withstand the temptation a moment longer, she licked his shaft from root to tip, letting his flavor burst on her tongue. His skin was hot, smooth, and tasted oh so good. She fit her lips around the head of his cock and eased her mouth down his length, taking in as much of him as she could. Elodie wrapped a hand around the base of his cock, using it to stroke him as her head bobbed up and down, her tongue stroking the sinewy length of him.

  “Christ, Elodie. That feel so fucking good.”

  She dug her nails into his hip and sucked him harder, wanting to please him as much as he’d pleased her. She knew he’d been with countless women, by his own admission, and she wanted to make sure this was a moment he would remember forever. It wasn’t that she thought he was thinking of anyone else, but she wanted to erase every last one of them from his mind, forever.

  Moaning around the hard shaft in her mouth, she swallowed him down until he bumped the back of her throat. His fingers curled into her hair, not in a forceful way, but just as a way to touch her. He murmured encouraging things to her, his hips flexing. She could tell he wanted to fuck her mouth, but he was holding back, showing great restraint. And then, he was tugging her up and away from him.

  “Enough, darlin’. If you keep that up, I’m gonna come and I don’t want to do that until I’m inside that tight little pussy of yours.” He looked around the room. “Shit. Where the hell do they keep the condoms?”

  Elodie crawled up the bed and opened the bedside table drawer. She’d seen Beau pull one out of there before and figured there were more. Drawing one out, she tossed it to him, but she wasn’t entirely certain it would fit him. He was quite a bit bigger than his brothers. Hadn’t she read those things came in XXL or something like that?

  He looked at the condom and his eyebrows rose. “Honey, I don’t think this is going to work. Let me go to my room. I’ll be right back.”

  Yep, just as she’d thought. He was too big for an ordinary condom. Just damn. How the hell had she gotten so lucky? Most women would kill to have a man hung like Cody. Not that Beau and Beck were small, by any means, but their little brother put them to shame.

  He returned a moment later, a condom already rolled on his massive cock as he strutted toward the bed, shoving the door closed behind him. He hadn’t bothered with closing the door earlier, but it seemed he wanted to make sure they weren’t disturbed.

  “How do you want me, honey?”

  How did she want him? In her. Now! Oh wait, that wasn’t what he meant. He was talking about positions, something she knew very little about. She knew about missionary and doggy, and obviously they’d improvised when all three took her at once last night. She must have looked uncertain because he gave her that slow sexy smile of his and eased her down onto the bed.

  Drawing one of her legs across her body, he pulled her close, until his cock brushed against her pussy. The latex of the condom felt strange against her bare skin and she wished he didn’t have to wear it. Before she could ask what he was doing, he hooked her leg over his right arm and eased into her, taking his time to work his cock into her tight channel.

  Elodie might not know much when it came to sex, but she’d swear this position made her squeeze him even tighter. His short jabs turned into long thrusts as he filled her completely, her body stretching to accommodate him. He felt oh so good and she thought she’d never get enough. He leaned over her and her hands roamed from that sexy chest of his to his shoulder and down to his rather impressive biceps. She wrapped her hands around his arms and held on as he fucked her long and hard. His cock plunged inside of her and she swore she felt him swell even more.

  A fine layer of sweat covered his body and she could tell from the tenseness in his frame and the half-wild look in his eyes that he was close. So was she, but she felt like he was holding back, and she wanted all of him, every last inch.

  “I won’t break, Cody. Take me like you mean it.”

  “You don’t know what you’re asking, Elodie.
You’re so damn small and tight, I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “You won’t,” she assured him. “Now give me all of you.”

  With a groan, he leaned down and claimed her lips in a kiss. As his tongue slipped between her lips, he drove into her, filling her completely and she nearly gasped from the pleasure/pain. She’d never understood the saying “it hurt so good” until now.

  Cody fucked her relentlessly, giving of himself completely and, as he slammed into her one last time, she came apart in his arms. One moment she was standing at the precipice, looking over, and the next moment she was flying.

  Her breathing slowed as she came down from her high and she ran her fingers through his hair. He turned toward her hand and kissed her palm before pulling out of her and rolling onto his side. Cody threw an arm across her waist and snuggled her closer. Elodie went willingly, wanting to be as close to him as possible.

  “Thank you for that,” he said as he kissed her shoulder. “I’ve never experienced anything like it before. I knew being with you would be life altering.”

  She laughed. “You’ve already been with me once.”

  “Yes, but this was different. This was just the two of us. I felt like we connected even more. Or was it just me?”

  She shook her head. No, it wasn’t just him.

  “Let’s rest a moment, and then we’ll go get cleaned up in the tub. I promise to get you thoroughly clean,” he said, waggling his eyebrows at her. “And if you happen to come while I’m being so thorough, well…”

  She giggled and curled into him. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him that she loved him, but she thought it was too soon. He’d confessed that he had feelings for her, that he was falling for her, but she didn’t want him to think she was trying to pry a declaration from him. No, now wasn’t the time. There would be plenty of other opportunities later.

  Closing her eyes, she sighed in contentment. This was turning out to be the best day ever.

  Chapter Eleven

  Beck moved around the kitchen with ease. He hadn’t expected Elodie to have lunch made today so he’d come in to tackle the project himself. It wasn’t going to be anything fancy. Some leftover meatloaf would be excellent for sandwiches and he’d picked up some potato salad at the store the other day. It wasn’t as good as homemade, but it was edible. Considering the noises he’d heard from upstairs, he figured Elodie and Cody had worked up quite an appetite. He only hoped she was up for a little fun later on, after his package arrived. If not, he’d just have to be patient.

  He finished making the last of the sandwiches and placed them on a plate, then began dishing up the potato salad. He wished there was something to serve with it, knowing Beau was probably half-starved after working hard all morning. It was definitely time for another trip to the store. They’d picked up the bare minimum the other day and now they needed to pack in the supplies, at least enough to last a week or so.

  The screen door slammed as Beau entered the kitchen. His brother pulled off his boots and set them by the door. Beck figured it was in deference to Elodie. Beau certainly hadn’t been worried about tracking crap through the house before. Of course, Beck had to admit he’d been doing the same thing. She’d changed them, but for the better. It was nice having a woman to come home to after working outside all morning, knowing there was someone making lunch for them. Well, most days.

  “Elodie not down yet?” Beau asked.

  “I heard the tub draining a few minutes ago. I imagine Cody and she will be down any minute. Lunch is going to be leftovers, but it ought to fill us up well enough. Didn’t seem fair to make her fix lunch when she came downstairs.”

  “As long as it’s food, I won’t complain. Hell, how many days did we eat ham sandwiches for lunch with a stale bag of chips?”

  Beck laughed. “Good point. You can go ahead and dig in if you want.”

  “Let me wash up first. Don’t want Elodie thinking we were raised in a barn.”

  Beck raised a brow. “We pretty much were, thanks to Dad. Do you really think Elodie is going to call you out on your manners, or lack thereof?”

  “Probably not, but I’d still like to put my best foot forward, as Mom would say.”

  Beck shook his head and began setting the plates on the table. While Beau washed up, he pulled out glasses, filled them with ice and poured sweet tea for all of them. He was putting the last glass on the table when Elodie and Cody came into the kitchen, holding hands. She immediately dropped Cody’s hand. She began pulling forks out of the drawer near the sink and finished setting the table.

  “You don’t have to do that, Elodie,” Beck said.

  “I want to. I’m sorry you had to make your own lunch. I guess time just got away from me.”

  Beck smirked. “Wonder why.”

  A blush suffused her cheeks and he chuckled. She was too adorable for words. Cody had the look of a well-satisfied man as he pulled out a chair for Elodie. His baby brother was even more changed than Beau or he, and it was a nice change. Cody had always treated women like they were interchangeable. All it had taken was the right woman to change his path. Now his little brother wanted to get married. Hell, Beck and Beau wanted to get married, too. The sooner they asked Elodie, the better.

  He knew Cody was going ring shopping this afternoon. If he didn’t find anything in Grizzly Pines that he liked, he have to travel to one of the nearby towns. The biggest city was an hour away. Which meant Beau and Beck got to have a little fun, or at least they got to spend time with Elodie. Which was fun. Even if they just kicked back and watched a movie, Beck would be content.

  As everyone sat down to eat, he studied Elodie as she stood in the afternoon light streaming through the window over the sink. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright. She glowed with health and happiness and he was happy that he and his brothers were responsible. He wanted to make her life better, easier. He knew it wouldn’t be easy living with three men, but he never wanted her to worry about money again, never wanted her to struggle. She shouldn’t have to work herself to the bone at a thankless job for an asshole like Elliott. If he had anything to do about it, she’d never work again. Taking care of the house and cooking for three men would keep her busy enough. It wouldn’t be an easy job.

  He listened as Beau told her about his morning and the calf who had gotten stuck in the fence, watched as Cody placed his hand on her thigh under the table, where his brother probably thought no one knew what he was doing. He observed his family, and yes, Elodie was part of that family now, and thought of how lucky he was, how blessed to be part of something so amazing. They’d gotten lucky when they’d walked into the diner that morning.

  Cody shoved the last bite of his sandwich in his mouth then pushed back his chair. He gathered his dirty dishes and took them over to the sink, rinsing the plate and glass. It hadn’t escaped Beck’s notice that his baby brother had even put on his boots before coming downstairs. It seemed he was going to eat and run, he was that anxious to pick out a ring. Beck hadn’t had a chance to discuss it with Beau yet, but he’d thought about buying Elodie a ring or necklace, or something that she could wear as a token of his love, something that would show her he wanted her for the long haul, too. It didn’t seem fair that she should only get something from Cody. He’d have to discuss it with Beau and see what he thought, but it would have to wait.

  “I have some errands to run,” Cody said. “I’ll be back in a little while. If I can’t find what I need in town, I’ll have to do a little more driving. Could be a few hours before I make it back home. I won’t be late for dinner though, promise.”

  Elodie rose and wrapped her arms around his waist, going up on tiptoe to brush a kiss against his lips. “Be safe.”

  Cody smiled down at her. “Always. Beck and Beau will take good care of you while I’m gone.”

  Elodie released him and began clearing the table. Beck rose to stop her, but she waved him away. It seemed she was determined to help out, even though they wanted her to relax
today. Something told him that come dinnertime, she’d be in the kitchen whipping up something. Maybe Beau and he could keep her occupied until it was too late to cook, then they could just order pizza, or have Cody pick up something on his way home. Assuming he wasn’t home already.

  Cody gave them a wave over his shoulder as he headed out, keys jingling in his hand. Beck rose and moved to stand beside Elodie at the sink, intent on helping her. She rinsed a dish and set it aside. Not wanting her to do more work than she had to, he grabbed a towel and started drying and putting the dishes away. It was a nice domestic thing to do. Not that he hadn’t washed dishes plenty of times before, but it was different when he was helping Elodie.

  By the time they were finished, there was a knock on the door. Beau got up to answer it, returning a moment later with a box in his hands and a smile on his face. His brother might not know the details of what he’d ordered, but Beck could tell he was just as excited as he was. Elodie eyed the box before glancing his way, a blush staining her cheeks. He knew her well enough now to know it was the flush of excitement and not that she was embarrassed.

  “So what did you order?” she asked.

  “Quite a few things. I wanted to order a liberator wedge, but they were out of stock. That and I wasn’t sure where the heck we would put it.”

  “What’s a…” She shook her head. “Never mind.”

  “I think you’ll like everything in the box.” Beck grinned. “Why? Are you anxious to try out the new toys?”

  She eyed the box again, curiosity showing in her gaze. He watched as she nibbled her lower lip, as she contemplated what she wanted. Beck could tell she wanted to try the items, but maybe she just didn’t want to try them right that moment. Which was fine.

  “Elodie, we don’t have to do anything. Never feel like you have be intimate with us just because we want you. We always want you. If you gave in to us every time, you’d be worn out in less than a week.” Beck smiled. “Why don’t we watch a movie or something? You can cuddle with us on the couch.”