The American Soldier Collection 4: Their Blue-Collar Girl (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  They were breathing heavy, nipping at one another’s mouths and chins.

  “You need discipline,” he told her, now standing in front of her naked.

  “You need to lighten up and stop being a drill sergeant.”

  He lowered to take a nipple into his mouth and suck hard.

  She gasped, and when he released her breast, she leaned forward and pulled his nipple into her mouth giving as good as she was getting.

  Charlie lowered down, lifted her ass cheeks, and turned her toward the counter. He aligned his cock with her pussy and shoved into her hard.

  Lori gasped as her nails dug onto his arms where his elbows bent.

  In and out he thrust into her and she counterthrusted back. He realized what a hypocrite he was fucking her without a condom like Dante had. This was exactly what he was doing. He was fucking her, trying to enforce his command into his woman, and damn it to hell, she was giving it right back to him.

  He licked and sucked into her neck as he pushed harder into her cunt.

  “You will learn to listen to me.”

  “Not a chance in hell,” she retorted and that was it. She exploded and he was close behind.

  “Damn stubborn woman.” He growled out then pulled from her body and hugged her to him as he exploded against her skin.

  The feel of her toned thighs against his waist and her wet pussy made him feel like an animal that claimed its mate.

  “Never like this. I’ve never felt anything like this,” he whispered against her neck. When he felt her fingers caressing his crew-cut hair, he knew he was obsessed with Lori.

  He squeezed her ass tighter.

  “Mine,” he told her, and the damn wise-ass woman squeezed his ass back.

  * * * *

  They all gathered around the kitchen table. Charlie insisted upon carrying her downstairs after they took a shower together since the bath water had grown cold while they had sex. Lori felt her cheeks warm at the memory. These men were so alike, yet so different. Charlie insisted upon being in control at all times. He was bossy and commanding, but she loved it. She realized that the best way to deal with him when he pissed her off was to give it right back to him.

  She looked at Dante as he sliced into his rare steak and he winked at her. She was getting used to his little pet name for her even if she didn’t see herself as being sexy. He was definitely a flirt and had a bit of wildness in him. If he grew his hair long and grew a beard, he would appear almost savage like. Her own caveman to make love to. She giggled at the thought. Then there was Dante. Sweet, calm, passionate Dante who thought of her as an angel. She felt like one when they were making love. However, making love to three men seemed to make her feel more like a naughty devil. Especially as thoughts of Trevor’s allusion to anal sex actually interested her.

  “What exactly are you thinking about, sexy? Your cheeks are a nice shade of pink,” Trevor asked then nudged her knee underneath the table.

  “Nothing. Just enjoying dinner. I should call home and check on them,” she said, changing the subject.

  “They’re fine. I talked to your dad earlier and let him know that you were with us. For the night,” Charlie stated then bit off a thick piece of rare meat from his fork.

  She dropped her fork and widened her eyes at his statement.

  “You what? You talked to my dad? You told him that we, that I’m staying the night? Are you insane?” She was so embarrassed.

  “Calm down, Lori. Everyone knows that you belong to us now,” Trevor stated.

  She looked at him in shock.

  “You don’t understand. I’ve been away for five years. Five years on the run, without my parents around. They’ll worry.”

  “No, they’re not worried because they know that you’re with us,” Dante said.

  “Your dad understood and agreed that staying with us was best,” Charlie added.

  “What?” She covered her face with her hands. She was mortified that Charlie alluded to the fact or perhaps came straight out and told her dad they all had sex. Her father?

  She jumped up from the table and began to pace. She felt her breathing hitch. She felt the instant tightness in her chest.

  “Lori, calm down.” Dante grabbed her hand but she pulled away and paced.

  “Charlie, how could you do that? I can’t believe you just called up my dad and told him that I was staying here with the three of you. Did you tell him we had sex, too?” she asked, raising her voice.

  He slowly wiped his mouth with the napkin then placed it down on the table. She stared at him, enraged at his dominant, controlling behavior. Was this normal behavior for an experienced older man? Did he really think nothing of telling her father they had sex and that she was staying the night? Holy shit!

  Charlie pulled his chair out, his thighs were wide and he placed his hands on his knees in a relaxed stance.

  “Come here,” he told her.

  Holy fuck did my pussy just say “hell yeah” and prelubricate for cock?

  She crossed her arms in front of her chest and he raised one eyebrow at her. How did he do that?

  “Go to him,” Dante told her and Trevor placed his hand on her lower back and began to move her toward Charlie. As soon as she was close enough, he began to run his hands back and forth along his iron thighs. She swallowed hard.

  “Come closer.”

  Of course she did as he told her. He was a sex god and she was a four-hour-old ex-virgin surrounded by three sexy, hot soldiers with enough testosterone to take over the universe.

  As soon as she was between his thighs, he began to rub her thighs the way he was caressing his. His fingers only made it to the lower part of her ass where that extra flap of ass cheek lay and connected to her upper thighs.

  “Look at me.” She did. He was so tall and large that even with him sitting, she was nearly eye to eye with him.

  He squeezed her ass and she grabbed onto his shoulders to support herself.

  “Your dad understands about ménage relationships. He’s worried about you and your safety and health just like the rest of us. I explained to him how much we care for you and love you. He was thrilled not upset. You have nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone saw this coming. Accept us, baby.”

  She took a deep breath and absorbed the feel of his large hands touching her, arousing her.

  “I was away for so long, Charlie. I am freaked out by your call to my dad and your directness. After all, I was a virgin not so long ago.”

  He smiled at her.

  “We’ll never forget that you gave that to us. That you trusted us and that we are bound together now. I want you to sit down and let us explain how this relationship is going to work. I want you to share any questions or concerns you may have immediately.”

  He grabbed hold of her chin and stared directly into her eyes.

  “I mean immediately. At any point if you have questions or concerns, you tell us. Got it.”

  She nodded her head.

  “Now, sit down and finish dinner. We all skipped lunch today.” He released her.

  She took her seat and Dante chimed in. “Yeah, my poor arm was asleep from her holding on to it. I was starving.” He took a bite of steak. She felt her cheeks warm and was a bit embarrassed but knew he was teasing. So she took a piece of steak, and before she placed it into her mouth, she added a comment of her own.

  “You three shouldn’t have been hungry, after feasting on me.” Trevor chuckled as she took the bite of steak and realized that this was part of the relationship they were beginning. There were going to be arguments and there were going to be disagreements. She just hoped that what she read about once was true. Makeup sex being the best.

  * * * *

  Charlie watched Lori as she ate. She had gotten awfully quiet and he was concerned. Not that he was a talkative person or liked to get mushy over things, but she needed reassurance. She had been hurt in the past and trust wasn’t an easy thing to give. It wasn’t for him either. He worried that so
meone so young and attractive might grow bored of him in the years to come. He wasn’t certain why that thought hit him, but as it did, he felt angry, jealous, and ready to explode in a possessive combustion. He tried to stop the negative train of thoughts.

  “You said I can ask you guys anything. I want to know why such individually attractive, perfect, strong, intelligent men, like the three of you, want to share me? Why one woman?” Lori asked. His chest tightened. Figures the woman would go for the big question right off the bat.

  Before Charlie could respond, Trevor spoke.

  “Well, first, you should know that the three of us are not perfect. In retrospect, that’s why we feel a relationship like this with you would work.”

  “Yes, what Trevor says is true and where one of us is lacking, the other two can make up for it.”

  Dante added.

  “You’ll always be provided for and never left to feel uncared for or unappreciated,” Charlie said as he held her gaze. When she chuckled and shook her head, he felt insulted. Did she not think them capable of such devotion?

  “I hate to tell you guys this, but even if the three of you tried your hardest, we’re all human. We’re all individuals. One of you is liable to upset me or insult me. Perhaps one more than the others.” She looked straight at Charlie. Dante and Trevor chuckled. Charlie didn’t find her comment amusing at all.

  “Charlie, we butt heads because we’re a lot alike. I care for each of you individually right now, but yet, together as a unit. It’s weird, but I think I understand what you mean about providing where one might be lacking. But no one is perfect, as I said. You don’t need to be. Hell knows, I’m not. I have so much going on in my life right now and it would be a relief to know I have the three of you to lean on if I need you. So if that’s what makes this relationship begin to work and head in the right direction, then I’m in. I can use all the support I can get.”

  Trevor reached over and took Lori’s hand and squeezed it.

  “You’ve got all three of us.”

  “Which leads me to my other question. Will I be enough woman for the three of you?” She swallowed hard. They stared at her.

  “You are perfect in every way,” Dante told her.

  “You’ve already proven that you can love three men and give them all your heart,” Charlie stated.

  “Sweetheart, with tits and ass like yours, we’ll be happy men for the rest of our lives.”

  “Trevor!” Lori, Charlie, and Dante yelled, and Dante threw his napkin at Trevor’s head.

  Trevor smiled then winked at Lori.

  They all laughed, but Charlie stared at her in appreciation for the woman she was. He knew she was the one and it made him happy and scared the hell out of him.

  She smiled as Charlie watched her and was amazed at her maturity. They sure were lucky, so why was he feeling on edge still and why was that instinctual little tug in his gut holding his undivided attention?

  Chapter 16

  The stranger watched her as she worked the bar. No one really flirted with her anymore. They knew she was taken. Not by one man, but surprisingly three. It disgusted the stranger and he thought about changing his plans. But as he spoke to the man that hired him to harass the Cantrells, Lori’s role seemed to become more important. Plus, he told the stranger that her life really didn’t matter, just as long as the Henleys pulled from the deal.

  “I think if you start sending the Henleys some threats then hint toward hurting Lori, we might get what we’re after. In fact, maybe giving the woman a bit of a fright, might be a smart move,” Jerry Connor had proposed. But the stranger didn’t think that would work too well. Lori was always surrounded by friends or relatives of her three lovers. The only time she was alone was when she jogged in the early-morning hours.

  She did have a big heart and offered regulars a ride home if they had too much to drink. He could try that angle. Set a trap and if she didn’t fall for it, whoever did would be his temporary prize to hold him over. That other bartender was kind of sexy. She flaunted her tits, though small, left and right to get the guys’ attention. She would do.

  There was that kid of her sister’s, too. Perhaps doing something to him, or having him deliver a message after the stranger got close enough would do.

  He smiled to himself and continued to watch Lori. She sure did have a great body. Why would any man want to share her? If she were his woman, he’d kill anyone who even came sniffing around her. He chuckled. When she’s my woman, she’ll be too busy pleasing me. No one else will ever matter and they’ll never lay a hand on her again.

  * * * *

  Lori had been working her third double this week. The guys weren’t too happy about it, but Sunday was only forty-eight hours away. She wiped down the bar and noticed the one guy in the corner who watched her like a hawk all night. He was seated under one of the fake palms so she couldn’t quite see his face fully, but she knew he was there. He kind of gave her the creeps, but she never walked out to her car alone at night, so she wasn’t worried.

  The bar was hopping and didn’t look like it would clear out any time soon.

  She looked toward Sylvia, her fellow barmaid.

  “Is it me or does this bar get busier every Friday?”

  “It’s not you, it’s the season. Plus there’s a big rodeo show going on at Brukner’s. They’ll be more and more cowboys next weekend here,” Sylvia informed her.

  “Well, I hope they tip well. I have to save every penny I make for college. I register tomorrow morning.”

  “That’s great. I’ve been taking a few courses here and there. I need to split what I save for rent. So does Jenny. She’s been looking for a new apartment, too.”

  “Well I’ll keep my ears open.” Lori went back to focusing on the new group of guys who just arrived. She was getting used to seeing men in Stetsons with Wrangler jeans and large belt buckles that showed off their bull-riding abilities.

  “Hey, darlin’, you have got to be the sexiest little bartender I ever laid eyes on. What’s your name, girl?” one cowboy asked, and she was taken aback by his forwardness as much as his good looks. She swallowed hard.

  “Leave her alone, Channing. She’s taken.” Sylvia gave the cowboy a wink.

  “What are you drinking, cowboy?” Lori asked then gave Sylvia a smile. Sylvia gave her a playful bump and the cowboys started hooting and hollering.

  Lori shook her head at their wildness but was glad for the crowd. It would make the next three and a half hours go quicker.

  * * * *

  The stranger watched as the lights went out by the tiki bar. His beautiful blonde bombshell had to practically beat the cowboys off of her tonight. She was headed his way when the other bartender stopped her.

  “I’ll finish up. You head out.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes. Plus, Sheriff Morgan is here. He asked me to tell you that he’s inside.”

  “Oh, I hope everything is okay,” Lori replied.

  “Ah hell, honey, I think he’s got a thing for you.”

  “Naw, he knows that I’m seeing Charlie, Dante, and Trevor. I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” Lori said then headed inside.

  A sinking feeling hit his gut. He had envisioned the blonde’s long, tan legs wrapped around him tonight. He even had the rope and ties in the trunk in case he needed to restrain her fully before reaching the motel.

  Instead of Lori, the brunette with the red highlights approached his table.

  “Come on, honey, the bar is closed. Time to head out.”

  “One more drink,” he slurred and so his act began. A glance toward the brunette’s eyes and he saw her sympathetic expression. She would be the substitute tonight. She was going to be his playmate.

  * * * *

  Lori headed into Carl’s to grab her purse from the small locker. Carl said that someone was waiting on her. She knew it wouldn’t be Charlie, Trevor, or Dante. They were sound asleep by now because the construction crew was headed to the new property by
6:00 a.m. She knew immediately that it was Sheriff Morgan.

  She glanced at her watch. It was three twenty. Looked like her morning jog would turn into an afternoon one. She couldn’t wait to hit the pillow.

  As she took her purse from the locker, she dropped her keys as she closed the door and bent over to pick them up.

  She felt the eyes on her and swiftly turned to find Sheriff Morgan standing there.

  “Hi, Sheriff.” She pulled the skirt down best she could as she headed toward him.

  He was dressed in casual wear, not his uniform.

  “Long night, huh?” he asked.

  “Sure was. I can’t wait to get home. What are you doing here?”

  “Well, I do have a social life, Lori. I’m not always on duty,” he said then winked.

  She placed her hands on her hips and stared at him. The older man lived law enforcement.

  “You live and breathe the law. What are you really doing here?”

  “Actually, I was hanging out with Carl and some old army buddies of mine. We were in the back area near the boat docks.”

  “Oh, I saw a bunch of men heading over there. One came by the bar to smoke a cigar.”

  “That was Switch. He’s quite the character. You’re heading out now, right?”

  “Yes, I am.”

  “I’ll walk you out. Carl’s got a situation in the kitchen.”

  Lori walked along with J.R. As they entered the parking lot, Sylvia was pulling out in her car.

  “Pretty rowdy bunch of cowboys hanging around the bar tonight. I hope none of them were giving you a hard time?” J.R. asked, as Lori unlocked her car door.

  “They were harmless. Sylvia said that there’s a rodeo going on nearby?”

  “Sure is. Pretty fun event actually.”