Dare to Succeed [The Dare Series 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  Monroe clutched her chin and stared down into her eyes.

  “Tell us about your bad experience, Alicia, and we’ll tell you anything you want to know about us.”

  She stared at him and then looked at Caldwell.

  “It’s not that easy, Monroe.”

  He ran his palm along her belly and held her gaze. She was so sweet, petite, and beautiful. It was hard to not want to explore her body further and bring her pleasure, but it seemed she was legitimately on guard and he wanted to know why.

  “Let’s try this. Why don’t you ask us some questions? What would you like to know?” Caldwell asked, drawing her attention to him.

  She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and so badly Monroe wanted to coax it out with his own lips and kiss her breathless. He wanted her pliant, accessible, and in his arms.

  “I don’t know what to ask.”

  “Just think of something. Anything you want to know.”

  “How many women have you brought here?” she asked and Monroe was shocked.

  “Not one. Our home is private. It’s our retreat from work and from business. Usually, that is,” Caldwell said then caressed her belly.

  Alicia shivered like his touch gave her the goose bumps.

  She seemed skeptical.

  “Don’t believe him?” Monroe asked her and held her gaze.

  “I don’t know you well enough to tell if you’re lying or telling the truth.”

  “Well, we don’t lie. Maybe tell a fib here and there, but for the most part we’re honest men. We’re being honest with you,” Caldwell said.

  “I’m sorry. I’m not good at this.”

  “Good at what? Asking two men some personal questions?” Caldwell pushed.

  “I’m not good at talking with any men.” She lowered her eyes and Monroe couldn’t help but be aroused by her sweetness and natural submissive tendencies. She hadn’t a clue what these little signs did to his body, to his dominant side, but he read people well and Alicia needed guidance and a bit of persuasion.

  He trailed a finger along her waist then over her breast and nipple.

  “We’re easy men to talk to. After all, we shared a passionate kiss and I did taste these luscious breasts of yours.”

  Her lips parted and her cheeks turned a nice shade of pink.

  “That’s what I mean, Monroe.” She sat up and reached under her tank top to reclip her bra. He leaned on his elbow and watched her try to maneuver the large mounds back into confinement as she struggled.

  “Don’t let him get under your skin. He’s harmless and likes to tease. After all, you look pretty sexy when you’re flustered and turned on,” Caldwell informed hr.

  “What makes you think that I’m flustered and turned on?” she asked, voice cracking.

  “Just a guess,” Caldwell teased her now and she gave him an annoyed expression.

  “So you don’t play games huh, Caldwell?” she challenged. Caldwell leaned closer and ran his finger along her jaw as he held her gaze.

  “Oh, I didn’t say I don’t play games. In fact, games can be quite fun with the right partner if she’s willing.”

  Monroe chuckled. He couldn’t help himself. Alicia looked shocked and aroused.

  “Whose doing the teasing now, Caldwell?”

  “I can’t resist. She asked for it.” Caldwell leaned forward and kissed Alicia. That kiss grew deeper and soon Caldwell was moving between her thighs and cupping her cheeks.

  “You’re a petite little thing. I’m not crushing you, am I?” he asked once he released her lips. She was breathing heavily as she shook her head. Caldwell glanced down at her abundant breasts pouring from the tank that stretched from the way he covered her.

  “Good. Because I feel very protective of what’s mine, and my brothers’. Very protective.” He trailed kisses along her jaw, her lips, and she eased upward to receive more when he pulled back. Caldwell moved slightly to the side and cupped her breast.

  “She has a body and a mouth made for us, Monroe. Max is going to love this mouth.”

  “My mouth?” she asked, seemingly confused. This time Monroe chuckled as he joined his brother touching Alicia and caressing her skin. He teased along her lips and tilted her face toward him.

  “Another time we’ll explain. But for now, we want you to feel comfortable with us. If we say or do something that frightens you or confuses you, don’t hesitate to ask us to stop or to explain. We’re willing to take our time with you, Alicia, because our feelings and this attraction are strong. Can you admit to feeling it, too?” Monroe asked her.

  She was silent and she moved only her eyes to look from him to Caldwell.

  “You feel it, too, don’t you, Alicia?” Caldwell asked.

  “I do,” she whispered, and it seemed to Monroe that saying those words and admitting to feeling the attraction hurt for her to say it.

  “You’re not heading to a death sentence, Alicia. This is a good thing, you’ll see.”

  “I don’t know. I’m not really the relationship type and I have so much going on right now. Besides, you two want to partner up and work a business deal with me. Things will go wrong. You’ll hate me.”

  “No. That’s not going to happen. We’ll put in any safeguards you want and feel comfortable with,” Monroe told her.

  “Alicia, maybe if you explain about your bad business experience it may help us understand your concerns. Can you share it with us?” Caldwell asked, sitting up. Monroe did the same as Alicia sat up, too, and crossed her legs.

  She looked away from them and took a few breaths. Monroe could see that Caldwell was becoming impatient. Thank goodness Max weren’t here or he would demand answers. His brother had the least patience of the three of them.

  “I had a boyfriend and we went into business together. I had saved a lot of money and fronted most of the cost for the small store. It was in a great location on a tourist strip in Dallas. We sold lots of cool items from local artists and we were doing great. He had some ideas that were different from mine. I knew a successful business required a hands-on approach to ensure things got done and the store was successful. He enjoyed spending money we made and well, cheating on me.”

  “What?” Caldwell asked and Monroe was at a loss for words.

  She scooted down off the lounge chair and stood up fixing herself.

  “Well, long story short, he sold the business out from under me. So he screwed me over, broke my heart, left me broke and financially unstable, and blamed it all on me. I never saw a penny of the payoff which supposedly was a loss but that was bullshit. I trusted him with more than I’ve ever trusted anyone in my life. So you see, it’s not a good idea that you guys want to do business together.”

  Monroe stood up and placed his hands on her shoulders.

  “Baby, we’re not like your ex-boyfriend. That guy sounds like a total asshole. No offense.” She chuckled and turned away.

  “I’m sorry, but this isn’t going to work out any way we look at it. I’ll finish up the job today with the stained glass in the winery, but I think it’s best if we remain friends.”

  “Not happening, Alicia,” Caldwell said and walked around the lounge chair and took her hand, pulling her close.

  “Alicia, it’s time to move on and put the past behind you. Give us a chance to show you how real men treat their women. We’ll work out the details of the business deal. We could hold a loan and act as a bank for you and you can make payments to us, no interest.”

  Her eyes widened and Monroe had to hide his smile. Never in a million years would Caldwell make such an offer. He would charge interest. That was what kept them making money.

  “You would do that for me?” she asked, her voice soft and timid. Monroe placed his hands on her shoulders from behind and now she was sandwiched between them.

  “That’s an offer I’ve never given anyone. But for you, I’d do it if that would show you how trustworthy my brothers and I are.”

  “So what do you say?” Monroe aske

d her.

  “I should think about it.”

  “No, you should jump on the offer because it’s only on the table right now.”

  She smiled. “Then yes, I accept.”

  “Wonderful. Now let’s seal it with a kiss,” Caldwell told her.

  She ran her hands up his chest to his shoulders to stand on her tiptoes, but he still had to lower slightly. “Is that legal Caldwell?” she teased.

  “It is when it’s your lips pressed against mine, Alicia.”

  Caldwell kissed her and Monroe smiled wide. This was going to work out just fine.

  “This is going to be the beginning of a very special partnership,” Monroe said and after Caldwell released Alicia’s lips, Monroe kissed her next.

  Chapter 5

  Max leaned back against the table, arms crossed, eyes glued to Alicia’s hips and the way her flair skirt tapped against her thighs. She had to come back this morning to finish up the stained glass piece. Monroe and Caldwell were due here momentarily, but had informed him of their conversation with Alicia once he left for work yesterday. His cock hardened beneath his uniform pants as he thought about her submissive personality and how protective he felt over her.

  “That should do it,” she said. Her sweet, calm voice had a way of soothing over the tense feelings he had trying to hold back and take things slow.

  He wanted to pull her into his arms, or bend her gently over the wine-tasting table and explore under her skirt.

  She glanced at him and her expression changed. She looked concerned, aroused…sexy.

  She swallowed hard and lowered her eyes.

  “Alicia,” he said her name, not realizing until the words left his lips how demanding, firm, and deep his tone was. She jerked her head upward.

  He didn’t uncross his arms.

  “Come here.”

  He absorbed the way she worried her bottom lip and slowly walked closer. He intimidated her and even that turned him on.

  The moment she was within reach, and once his eyes explored her sexy figure and abundant breasts peeking out from the sleeveless cream blouse she wore, he couldn’t resist.

  He snagged her around the waist, pulled her close, and kissed her deeply.

  When he felt her palms against his chest rubbing up and down his pectoral muscles and making his cock throb for release he wanted to exhale in relief, but he was too turned on, too aroused and needy for a bit more of Alicia. He ran his hands under her skirt and against her bare thigh, bringing it higher against his thigh.

  She moaned into his mouth and he deepened the kiss as he used his palm to explore the crack of her ass. He slid fingers underneath the thin material of what had to be thong panties and maneuvered a finger to her cunt.

  “Oh,” she gasped, pulling her mouth from his only for him to press deeper and stroke upward. His grip around her waist was snug and his expression heated and intense as he held her shocked gaze.

  “You’re wet and hot, Alicia. That’s real sexy.”

  “Oh God, Max, please. Oh.” She moaned and tilted her head back.

  He licked her neck, nibbled on a sensitive spot that had her pussy leaking cream.

  “Fuck, baby, I need more of you.”

  He pulled back, pulled fingers from her cunt, and maneuvered her to his liking.

  He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the corner of her mouth as he spoke softly to her. He was on fire. He was so damn needy to taste her.

  “This wine-tasting table is no longer just for tasting wine.”

  He lifted her up by her hips and slowly lowered her back to the table, being careful that she didn’t bang her head on the hard wood. He kissed her lips and ran his hands up her thighs, spreading them as he pushed his body between them.

  Alicia moaned and ran her fingers through his hair.

  “I want to taste you. You’ll let me,” he asked but it came out as a demand and he held his breath, waiting to see if he fucked up and scared her. She nodded her head, shocking him as she ran her delicate fingers through his hair.

  He couldn’t help but smile as he eased back, taking the thin material of her panties downward and then dropping them to the floor.

  He pressed her skirt upward and his eyes locked onto her glistening cunt.

  “You wet for me, Alicia?” he asked her and her cheeks turned a nice shade of pink. He lowered his mouth closer as he chuckled and she squirmed from his warm breath colliding against her pussy lips.

  “Please, Max, don’t tease me. God, I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

  He stroked a finger along her pussy lips then held her gaze.

  “I’m a demanding man, Alicia. There’s things I want and expect from you. The longer I wait to claim this body the more intense my needs become.”

  She parted her lips and breathed a little heavier.

  He stroked just the tip of his thumb up into her pussy.

  “Max,” she said and gripped his wrist.

  He shook his head and made a noise. “Tsk, tsk. Release my wrist. Raise your hands above your head and offer me this pussy to taste.” He pressed his thumb a little deeper but not all the way.

  “Oh God you’re wild. This is insane.”

  “What’s insane is these feelings I have for you, Alicia. This burning, aching need to claim every inch of you. To fuck this pussy as you cry out my name and then fuck this ass.” He stroked his thumb downward, letting her pussy cream coat her anus. He felt the muscle tighten up as she gasped.

  “Oh God, Max.” She slowly rocked her hips.

  “Ever get fucked in the ass, Alicia?” She shook her head so quickly he had to chuckle.

  “Well it’s going to feel real good when I’m fucking this pussy while Monroe fucks this ass and Caldwell strokes his cock into that sweet sexy mouth of yours,” he told her as he used his other finger to trail across her lips then press into her mouth.

  The little minx licked his finger and suckled it. His eyes widened and his heart raced.

  “You sassing me, girl?” he asked. Then he pulled his finger from her mouth and trailed it down her throat over her breasts, pinching her nipple as he moved his thumb and replaced it with two fingers, stroking her pussy. He thrust his fingers in and out of her cunt as she wiggled, moaned, and panted.

  “That’s it, baby. Don’t you come now. You wait until I get my fill.” He lowered down and pushed her blouse and camisole aside to lick her breasts and pull on the bud as his fingers thrust faster.

  “Max, oh God, Max, please. I can’t take it.”

  “You will take it.”

  He lowered down and pulled his fingers from her pussy and replaced them with his mouth. He suckled her pussy lips, tugged on her clit, and feasted on her cream as she flowed like a faucet. He cupped her breasts and she thrust her pussy downward. He was aroused and wild knowing that she kept her hands above her head as he instructed and hadn’t moved.

  She grunted and moaned.

  He pulled his mouth from her cunt.

  “That’s my girl. You keep those hands up and you obey my orders.”

  “Oh God, Max. Please, please, please, let me come,” she cried out and he could see the tears in her eyes as she moaned and thrashed side to side.

  “Come for me now,” he said then latched onto her pussy with his mouth and suckled hard.

  Her screams filled the room and echoed around the walls. She thrashed and moaned as he suckled and feasted on her delicious cream until her moans softened and her legs fell over his shoulders limp.

  “What in God’s name?” He heard the fast footsteps and knew her screams had alarmed his brothers. Max caressed her thighs and held her gaze. Monroe and Caldwell emerged from the staircase, concerned expressions on their faces that instantly turned to pleasure.

  “What do we have here?” Monroe asked, moving closer.

  “Alicia thought there was a better use for this wine-tasting table than wine,” Max whispered as he stroked her thighs and smirked at her.

  “What else could it be used for?” Caldwell asked, caressing her arms that remained above her head.

  “Tasting pussy,” Max whispered and he saw her eyes darken and her thighs tightened up again.

  “I think that’s a really great idea. In fact, I could use a little taste myself,” Monroe said and then leaned down and kissed Alicia on the lips.

  Max lowered her thighs and Caldwell took his position between her legs.

  When Monroe released her lips, Caldwell stroked a finger up into her cunt.

  She gasped and Monroe cupped her breast.

  “Look at you. All spread out on our tasting table, the rays of the sun cascading through the stained glass portrait you made. You look like a goddess, Alicia. You’re so beautiful.”

  “And obedient,” Max added as he caressed her arms that remained above her head. He leaned down and kissed between her one elbow and upper arm where it bent.

  “Do you like handing over all control to me? Do you like how it makes you feel?” he asked her then traced a finger along her lips.

  “Yes.”

  “Why is that? What did you feel as I stroked and feasted on this sweet pussy and ordered you to keep your hands above your head, to not come until I said so? What did you feel?”

  “Free. Alive, Max,” she said and a tear escaped from her eye.

  He leaned down and wiped it away then cupped her cheek.

  She moaned as Caldwell stroked a finger deeper into her cunt.

  “That’s what being our woman, our lover will be like. Freedom, being cared for and adored.”

  “Being put first in everything we do,” Monroe added and smiled softly.

  “Give us all of you, Alicia, and we promise to take care of you, protect you, and make you feel this good, this loved and cherished for the rest of your life,” Max whispered as he held her jaw while Monroe stroked her cunt and Monroe traced tiny circles over her nipple above the camisole.

  “Oh God yes. Yes, I want that. I want to believe you.”

  “But?”

  “I’m scared. I’ve only had one lover. Ever. The three of you are so, so big, sexy, intimidating, and perfect. I’m.” She lowered her eyes.

  “Perfect, too,” Monroe and Max said at the same time.

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