Kelly's Heroes [The Men of Treasure Cove 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Rebecca Joyce

  Using her cheek muscles to suck, she took him to the back of her throat and back out again. He moaned and moved with her in the same rhythm he had used earlier. She continued until she could feel him reaching the point of climax, and stopped, licking the entire shaft again, before standing to face him. The tension between them was excruciating. She needed him between her legs. Her pussy cried out for him. Her body demanded his dominance, but no matter what she wanted, she stood there, looking at him.

  The moment she grinned, Micah grabbed her ass, lifting her into his arms as she wrapped her legs around him. The fierceness of his demands soothed her soul as the cold tiles of the bathroom wall against her back as Micah thrust his engorged cock deep into her pussy.

  Kelly gasped at the feeling. Driving into her, he moved deeper and harder. She wanted the pain. She craved it as she craved them. He pounded into her. Her body tightened with pleasure. He moved faster and harder until their eyes locked onto one another. As quickly as this moment had begun, she knew neither of them were going to last. Staring into his blue eyes, both their orgasms ripped through their bodies as if they were a perfect circuit of electricity.

  Panting and shaking, Kelly held tightly to him as he lowered his head against her shoulder. Neither said a single word, and she was grateful. The raw emotion of what had just occurred needed no words. She felt everything he was trying to say and more.

  He loved her.

  “What the hell, dude?” Daniel aggravated voice shouted, breaking the moment. “You couldn’t wait five fucking minutes?”

  Kelly turned to see a completely naked and aroused Daniel with hands on his hips, furious. However, it was the way he was standing, with his legs spread, cock jutting out, balls hanging freely, that made her giggle. He looked like a denied Viking warrior who missed his chance for a victory fuck. He looked adorable.

  “Sorry, man. Honeybee seduced me.” Micah smiled at her before letting her feet fall to the floor. Still holding her, she was grateful for his support, and his massive chest, which blocked out Daniel’s sulking face.

  “Yeah right, a little bitty thing like Angel, seducing a trained combatant with expertise in flying in combat situations. A sailor, who ditched his helicopter in the middle of a dogfight and was captured and tortured for three days, never saying a single word, let a five-foot-four, one-hundred-and-ten-pound woman seduce him? I don’t believe it.”

  “She told me she loved me.” Micah smiled, looking at her.

  “Oh,” Daniel softly replied.

  “Yeah, Corporal, oh.”

  “They didn’t train us for that, did they?”

  “No, they didn’t.”

  Walking around Micah, Kelly faced Daniel and grinned. “Don’t look so lost, Daniel. I love you, too.”

  “Are you sure? I’m not the easiest person to love. Ask my parents,” he said, looking down at his feet.

  Kelly knew both of these men, fought daily over the simplest things like communicating and being around others, but she never thought they would second-guess that they were loveable. Each dealt with their own demons, but their demons did not define them. They were survivors, just trying to live a normal life, or as close to normal as possible. Even these broken men deserved love. It was then that Kelly knew what she had to do.

  Grabbing Micah’s hand, she pulled him and Daniel out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, ordering them to get dressed. She did not bother checking to make sure they listened. She was determined, and when she told them to move, she had never seen two men move quicker. Before she could change her mind, she grabbed her purse as they headed out the front door.

  Chapter Eight

  “Are you sure about this, Kelly? We can head back home. No one ever need know,” Micah asked, standing before her.

  “I am sure, Micah. Now, sign the damn paper,” she said firmly.

  “I think you might wanna listen to her, Lieutenant. She has that determined face on, like when she expected us to participate in those stupid trust exercises,” Daniel whispered loud enough for her to hear.

  “Those exercises are not stupid. They help people, like you, to trust and rely on others,” she said stubbornly, not backing down.

  “Corporal, don’t piss her off. She might change her mind,” Micah ordered.

  “Yes, sir.”

  Micah took the pen that Kelly held in her little hand and signed his name to the marriage certificate. Looking at Daniel, who just grinned, he handed the paper to the old man behind the desk, watching as he signed and stamped the document with a Montana state seal. He never said a word when the old man stood and told him to take Kelly’s hand in his.

  “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here at God’s unholy hour, under duress, and without sleep, to wed these two impatient people. Forgive them, God, they are young and will eventually learn that an old man needs at least eight hours of sleep before he’s called to do the lord’s work. Now, before the dawn creeps any closer, do you, Micah O’Brian, take Kelly Conner to be your wedded wife, to love, honor, and protect, till death do you part? And please just say yes, young man, because I don’t have the patience for sincere platitudes of devotion,” the old man said, standing in his pajamas.

  Micah nodded and said, “Yes, sir.”

  “Glad to hear it. Now, young lady, do you take Micah O’Brian as your wedded husband, to love, honor, and obey, till death do you part?”

  “Why didn’t you tell him to obey?” Kelly asked.

  “Because it’s eleven o’clock at night, young lady, and no self-respecting man would be up and about at this ungodly hour unless a beautiful, determined Jezebel talked him into it. Now, do you want to marry or not?”

  “Yes.”

  “Praise the lord. You’re married. Now kiss her and let an old man get some sleep, please.”

  Micah didn’t wait to be told a second time. Taking Kelly in his arms, he kissed her soundly before she could utter another complaint, and like the many times before, the moment she was within his arms, her body melted into his. Micah knew being married to this woman was going to be better than any flyover bombing raid over a highly hostile environment, and he could not wait to get started.

  “Now, I am assuming you will need Miss Raven. She is over at the Best Lay Hotel with her granddaughter Moon Goddess. Apparently the stars aligned again, and some second coming of something big is about to happen. If you hurry, you can catch her before they strip down naked like heathens and frolic before God, damning their souls to eternal hell,” the old man said, walking away, shaking his head in disgust.

  “Well, he was a crotchety old bastard. Someone needs to put his ass out to pasture,” Kelly mumbled as Micah and Daniel reached for her hand. It did not take long to find The Best Lay Hotel. The hotel was lit up like the Christmas trees, with strobe lights and all.

  The town of Celestial was full of festivities as they celebrated the Spring Equinox. Banners and streamers blew in the evening breeze as colorful Japanese lanterns adorned the streets. The cheerful merriment of the town’s patrons put a smile upon her face as she walked with Micah and Daniel toward the Best Lay Hotel. The hotel itself, a refurbished three-story bank built back in the late 1800s, was one of the first buildings built in the area. Now, it was owned and operated by Natalie Marks, also known as Moon Goddess to the residents of Celestial.

  Kelly had grown up and gone to school with Natalie when she returned to Celestial after her parents decided that she needed a normal upbringing instead of traveling the world. So after giving up custody of their only daughter, Natalie moved in with her paternal grandmother, Miss Raven White, Celestial’s town matriarch.

  As they entered the hotel lobby, the burning incense and the overwhelming smell of sage assaulted her senses. Kelly’s eyes watered instantly.

  “Oh wow, I forgot how potent this stuff was.” She gagged, trying to take a deep breath.

  “Angel, we don’t have to do this now. We can come back later,” Daniel quietly said, looking away.

  “Oh no you d
on’t, Corporal, we are here, and you are not ducking out, mister. We decided to do this as a united group, and united we will be,” she said firmly, turning and looking around the lobby. “Now behave and don’t move from this spot. I’ve gotta find Natalie. I’ll be right back.”

  Leaving them alone to their own devices, Kelly headed straight for the reception desk, where she found Pandora. The flighty, purple-haired woman was sweet as pie, but not altogether mentally there. Steeling herself for an astronomical conversation, Kelly smiled. “Good evening, Pandora. Can you please tell me where I can find Natalie?”

  “Oh heaven bless the stars! Kelly. What brings you out on the vernal equinox? Have you finally decided to join us in our celebration?” Pandora asked cheerfully, clapping her hands.

  “Uh, no, I am looking for Natalie.”

  “Who?” Pandora asked, confused.

  “Natalie Marks, Pandora. You know, your boss?”

  Kelly could already feel the migraine building. Talking with Pandora was like talking to a shiny new doorknob. Sighing, Kelly pinched the bridge of her nose and took a deep breath. “Pandora, please listen. I need to find Moon Goddess. Where is she?”

  “Oh, if you wanted Moon, why didn’t you say so in the first place? Are you feeling okay, Kelly? Your aura looks funny. You know, letting your aura get out of whack isn’t healthy. You need to cleanse your chakras and drink one of Miss Raven’s herbal teas. Those puppies will cleanse the spirit and right you in no time. But, if you want a good cleansing, I read in Daisy’s Chain Mail, you know that’s our local newspaper, that if you want a really good cleansing that it’s imperative that you bathe in Celestial’s Mineral Springs under the full moon of fall equinox. That is a ways off. However, I can whip you up a nice to-go bag, and you can pretend it’s the fall equinox. No one really needs to know. Besides, it’s really the herbs and scents that the body takes in that cleanses the aura. I won’t tell.”

  Oh. My. God. Shoot me now.

  “Moon Goddess, where is she, Pandora?”

  “Oh Moon is in the dining hall, getting ready for the spring feast. Want me to show you the way?”

  “Nope! I know the way.”

  “Okay, you go find Moon, and I’ll get your chakra to-go bag ready.”

  Kelly just smiled at flighty woman, and turned to see three painted naked women with flowers in their hair, smiling and touching Micah and Daniel. Now on any given day, Kelly knew this would be funny, seeing these quiet, straitlaced men face off with some of the earth’s most deluded people, but after the conversation with Pandora and her not-so-memorable wedding to Micah, she was at her wit’s end.

  Marching over to them, Kelly plastered a fake smile on her face and quickly took control of the situation. “Excuse me, ladies, these men are mine. Go find your own,” she said, grabbing Micah and Daniel, pulling them along after her. She had had enough of this crazy town, and wanted to find Natalie and get home before someone performed some ceremony that solidified her existence permanently to this town forever.

  “This town is nuts!” she mumbled as she led Micah and Daniel into the dining room.

  “Is that your professional opinion, Dr. Conner?” Daniel laughed.

  “No, it’s a fact,” she replied, looking about the room, and squealed loudly when she saw Natalie talking with her grandmother. “Natalie!”

  * * * *

  Daniel looked questioningly at Micah and shrugged his shoulders. Daniel didn’t have to ask Micah the question because he was thinking the same damn thing, what in the world had gotten into Kelly? Within the last couple of hours, their shy, sweet psychologist came alive, asserting herself, becoming a firm, no-nonsense woman. He wondered what caused her transformation, but whatever it was, she was a sight to see. Gone was the quiet, indecisive woman. Now before him was a woman with vigor and gumption, and it was turning him on.

  He noticed that Kelly came alive talking with her friend, and when she mentioned the binding ceremony, the shrill screams of the two women drowned out all the other conversations. Daniel watched as an elderly woman with silver hair walked over to the young women and instantly, the elderly woman pulled Kelly into her embrace. Daniel didn’t know what made women so exuberant when it came to marriage, nor did he care, all he knew was that Kelly was going to be his, and he couldn’t wait.

  Before he knew it, he, Micah and Kelly were standing under an arched lattice with colorful flowers reciting their vows. When the elderly woman pronounced them married, Daniel felt that large weight lifting from his chest, and for the first time in a long time, he could breathe. He never realized how wound tight he had been. He felt as if he could do anything. For the longest time, he had harbored all the excess baggage from his time in the military, and it weighed him down. Now, with his Angel at his side, he felt the binds restraining him, letting loose.

  She did that for him.

  She allowed him to live again, and he married her.

  Angel belonged to him.

  “All right, you love birds. I picked out your room personally. The suite all set up per your specifications. Everything you will need is there. It is my gift to you. I have called Emma, and she is going to keep Molly for the night. Apparently, the little imp is having a great time with Tabitha. So, your night of consummation is a go,” Daniel heard Natalie inform Kelly as she handed her a key card.

  “Oh, and what a night for consummation. The stars have aligned and the moon is in the house of Anubis. You three couldn’t have picked a more perfect night to marry. The spring equinox is a blessing of rebirth. Now go, consummate your love while we all celebrate your good fortune,” the elderly woman said, laughing as she left to return to the festivities.

  “Did that woman just give us permission to make love to you?” Micah asked.

  “Yes. I believe she did,” Kelly whispered.

  “Well, all right then. Let’s go get our groove thang on. I don’t need to be told twice.” Daniel laughed, grabbing his angel’s hand, leading her toward the stairs as Micah bellowed loudly, following them.

  * * * *

  The moment she walked into the honeymoon suite, Kelly gasped. The room was beyond anything she could have ever imagined. A very large four-poster, California king bed sat in the middle of the room. The bed was draped in white silk sheets, with muslin bunched at each post. The lace canopy converged at a peak above the bed, giving it a fantasy feel. The blue silk curtains, embroidered in gold, set off the bed with an air of regal elegance. The white plush fur carpet finished off the room. If Kelly did not know any better, she had walked into her childhood dream.

  Long ago, when she was younger, she, Natalie, and Emma had talked at length of what they believed would be the perfect wedding night. Kelly could remember every detail of that conversation, and looking about the room, apparently, so did Natalie.

  The room was perfect.

  She felt a tear fall down her face, when Micah stood before her and asked, “What is it, honeybee? Why are you crying?”

  “This room, it’s just…it’s my dream. She remembered my dream.”

  “And that is a good thing, right?”

  Nodding, unable to form another word, she let all the emotions flee, taking in everything as she walked toward the large bed.

  Micah smiled at her and gently kissed her forehead. Kelly watched as he moved aside, allowing Daniel, who was holding a length of smooth, white rope, walk toward her. Where he got the rope, she did not know, nor did she care, because the look in Daniel’s eyes told her the time for reminiscing was over, for she was about to be trussed up and fucked until he said stop.

  “Bet you didn’t dream this, angel. Come here,” he ordered.

  Daniel motioned for her to hold out her wrists together in front. Doing so, he then bound each one, pulling her arms apart, up over her head, and then, tying them against the bedpost. Each of them took a length of rope and tied one end around her ankles, with Micah on her left and Daniel to her right. They slowly pulled her legs apart until she was spread very, very w
ide. They completed the task by tying off the ropes at the end of the bed. She had never been so accessible in her life. Spread out like a gift for some God to worship or devour, she smiled when she realized they had forgotten to remove her clothes. Each of them slowly removed their clothing and then folded each item, placing them neatly on a side table next to the bureau. Both men were damn good-looking dressed, but naked, they made her mouth water and her pussy clench. Their rock-hard cocks jutted out as their heavy balls swayed when they walked.

  Thinking they had gotten ahead of themselves, she was about to mention their mistake, but quickly shut her mouth when they both turned to her, holding knives.

  Holy fuck!

  Her heart started beating rapidly as they approached. They both looked menacing, domineering, and downright lethal with those knives in their hands. However, before she could utter a single word of concern, she felt the hard cold steel of the blade against her body, gently touching her skin as they each cut away her clothing.

  She supposed they could have simply asked her to remove her clothes, but apparently, both men felt it necessary to remove them with weapons. Of course, she could admit to herself that, though they were dangerous and could have easily cut her, there was some sense of eroticism as she felt the blades slicing through her garments. She knew they were proficient in many weapons, she also knew they knew what they were doing, but still it had shocked her that they’d chosen now to initiate her into this method.

  With her clothes removed and her standing naked before them, she could not deny her body’s reaction to their ministrations. Her body was wet and achy. She could feel her pussy spasming with need as she watched Daniel take the knives, placing them back into their sheaths as he then grabbed a flogger that was sitting on the second shelf in the bureau.