Sirens in Bliss (Nights in Bliss, Colorado Book 10)

by Lexi Blake

  Laura might not be a sub, but she responded to dominance.

  She whimpered, a sound that went straight to his dick. He was dying, pulsing, blood flowing to his cock and making the world shift to one reality. Her. He needed to be inside his wife. He had to get into that pussy or die.

  “God, you feel so fucking good.” Cam groaned as he worked her down his cock. “Take more.”

  Laura wiggled, her eyes flaring as she sank onto Cam’s dick.

  She was trapped, her body naked and soft. Cam held her hips. Her legs spread wide, welcoming Rafe in.

  He stepped back, taking in the sight. Perverted? Perhaps. But there was no doubt in his mind that while what he shared with them would be considered perverted and weird, it was also love.

  “Rafe? Come here. I need you.” Laura’s voice called to him.

  He stepped up because he needed her, too. Cam and Laura. They were his family.

  He moved in and kissed his wife, pressing her back against Cam. His cock was aching, rubbing against the soft flesh of her pussy.

  His body anchored hers and her hands came around his waist, clutching at the cheeks of his ass.

  “You’re teasing me,” she accused.

  “You’re killing me,” Cam shot back with a low moan. “Come on, man. Baby girl could wake up any minute. Get this bus moving.”

  He wanted to play forever, but Cam was right. Their time was no longer their own, and that was how it should be. They were more than a trio now, and they would always be Sierra’s mom and dads.

  Always. And always partners and spouses.

  Rafe reached down and guided his cock where it always wanted to be—inside her. He worked his way in, thrusting in little forays because she was so damn tight. Cam’s massive dick in her ass made her all the tighter, all the sweeter.

  Heat suffused him, threatening to make the experience a short one. He forced himself to focus on her, to make it last as long as it could.

  “You feel so right.” She felt right and perfect and good. There was nothing wrong with loving her the way she needed to be loved, and she needed them both.

  Hell, he needed Cam.

  “Are you ready?”

  Cam gave him a steady grin. “Brother, I was born ready for this.”

  Rafe surged in as Cam retreated.

  Laura gasped, her head falling back as she gave over to them.

  Rafe pulled out almost to the tip. He found his rhythm, the partnership with Cam so ingrained that they simply knew what to do, as though their bodies were in synch.

  Over and over he dove in and rode back out. She was tight on the way in, as though fighting him, but the sensation was fluid, changing as he pulled out, fighting as hard to keep him inside.

  Laura’s arms were around him, holding him close. Though he was on top, she surrounded him, but it wasn’t merely her arms that pulled him close. This small cabin that had seemed so tiny an hour before was big enough to hold them all. It was big enough to hold his whole world.

  Rafe knew he was close. They couldn’t last too long. She felt far too good. Already his spine was tingling, his skin lit with pleasure. Cam’s skin was flushed. He was close, too. They had to make sure their wife went first.

  He shoved his hand between them, finding her clit and pressing that button that always made her scream.

  Her breath caught, and her whole body tightened as she came.

  The tight muscles of her pussy milked him, sending him over the edge. He gave up any semblance of control and gave over to the feeling. He pumped himself into her, giving up everything he had.

  Cam shouted and held her close as he pressed up inside.

  Peace, a pulsing sense of peace, invaded his very bones.

  He fell to the side, pulling her with him.

  He had some big decisions to make, but nothing mattered now. His wife’s arms were around him. His partner was close.

  All was right with his small world.

  But he knew he would soon have to decide if he was going to take his small family and make it much bigger.

  Probed by Cassidy Meyer

  A transcript from the podcast Probed.

  Welcome. My name is Cassidy Meyer and I like to start these podcasts with an explanation. I was probed and impregnated by alien forces. Now I’m not saying some of it wasn’t nice because it was. My alien lover was a lovely male complete with extra parts designed to enhance womanly pleasure. But I rapidly discovered that sex and love are two separate things. I intend to stay true to my human lover, Mel. If you are listening to this from the Zandar galaxy, you know him as Xitilhup, the great hunter. That’s right. He’s watching you. Now I know my boys were born to rule planetary systems but we have chosen a quiet life here on earth and I would appreciate it if everyone both human and alien will respect that particular life choice. So this is Probed with Cassidy and on today’s show we will talk about beets and the historical reasons behind why aliens are allergic. Hint – it has something to do with how Lincoln beat back the Reticulan Gray invasion of 1889. Now some people will tell you that he was dead by then, but we know the truth…

  Chapter Seventeen

  Leo, Shelley, and Wolf

  Wolf looked around the bar, hoping to catch sight of his fiancée. He needed to find her, hold her, reassure himself that the whole freaking world hadn’t upended.

  Some bastard out there had used him to torture his mother. He’d put a good face on with Mel and Leo, but he fully intended to have a nice discussion with his “father.”

  God, his father had hit his ma and Leo. If his mother hadn’t found the strength, they might have grown up very differently.

  He remembered all the times some asshole in his class had told him he took after his ma. It was their way of telling him he was crazy and an outcast, but he was never more proud to take after his mother than he was tonight.

  Even if she was wearing a headdress made of beets. She looked like the vegetable version of Carmen Miranda. He wasn’t even sure how that thing was staying on her head. She turned from the table she was at, a bright smile on her face. “Wolfgang.”

  God, no one in Dallas ever called him Wolfgang, and he kind of liked it that way. Still, he forced a smile on his face. “Hi, Ma. Looks like we’re getting set. Isn’t this a whole lot of ceremony for one drink?”

  God, he prayed it was only one drink. A small one. Shelley might run if there was a tumbler involved.

  His ma shook her head. “It’s so much more, Wolfgang. Shelley’s agreed to make her pledge tonight.”

  “There’s a pledge?”

  “Of course.”

  Well, naturally. “Ma, I’m going to ask you to go easy on Shell. Please.”

  “No need, babe.” An arm wound around his waist, and she was suddenly at his side.

  He practically sighed. He hated being away from her, and he’d been away far too often lately. He pulled her close, reveling in how soft she felt against him. “Hey, baby.”

  She tilted her face up, offering those gorgeous lips of hers. “Kiss me hello.”

  He wasn’t going to refuse that offer. He bent down, covering her lips with his, his tongue delving briefly inside her mouth. “Hello.”

  She smiled up at him, a peace to her expression he hadn’t seen in a while. She’d been a bit manic lately, but now she was relaxed. “Your mom and I spent the afternoon going over my pledge, so don’t you interrupt us tonight.”

  “Shelley was real sweet. She helped us make the decorations and everything. You got a real good girl there.” His ma looked at Shelley like she was a shining light in the darkness.

  Wolf’s heart damn near skipped a beat. This was not what he’d expected.

  “Well, this is a special day, Ma.” There was a quiver to Shelley’s voice that told him she was emotional. In a good way.

  What the fuck had happened? For the first time, he wondered if aliens had taken his sweet baby and replaced her with a pod person.

  “It certainly is.” His ma gave Shelley a quick hu
g. “This should all be ready in an hour or so.”

  She turned back and went about her work with an energy he hadn’t seen from her in a long time.

  Wolf looked down at Shelley, his eyes wide. He couldn’t talk to her here. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Leo walking in the door and waved him over. The place was starting to get packed. He saw Logan, Seth, and Georgia in a back booth laughing with Gemma, Jesse, and Cade. Laura was talking to Cam, but Rafe didn’t seem to be with them. God, he hoped that went all right. He liked Laura and couldn’t stand the thought that one of her men might leave. The Circle G contingent was in full force. Shelley’s brother, Trev, had a cup of coffee in one hand, his other arm slung around his pretty wife, Beth. She sat in between him and Bo O’Malley. They were having an animated discussion with Jamie, Hope, and Noah. His boss was standing in the back, watching Dani and Finn on the dance floor, a smile on his face.

  Even Kitten had shown up with her brand-new Dom, Cole Roberts, who owned the ski lodge. She was vibrant in a lovely baby-blue dress and high heels, but he could tell they were still awkward with each other. While Kitten laughed with some of the Dallas girls, Cole held himself back.

  It wasn’t all hugs and kisses though, Wolf noted. Aidan and Lucas were sitting with the Circle G crowd, but Wolf didn’t see Lexi anywhere.

  And then there was Michael Novack. Why the hell the former US Marshal was here he had no idea. He was sipping a beer and he seemed to utterly ignore everything that went on around him with one exception. His eyes were like lasers on Lucy, the pretty brunette waitress. Well, he stared at her until she actually tried to get his attention and then he pretended to ignore her.

  But then she was ignoring Tyler Davis, so it kind of served her right. That was an interesting threesome.

  “Hey, why is Ma wearing a vegetable garden on her head?” Leo asked as he walked up, pulling Wolf out of the Trio soap opera happening in front of him.

  “She’s a Priestess of the Beet,” Shelley informed him. “It’s very important. If I ever want to become one, I have to take it seriously. No beet tablets for the Priestess. She told me beet tablets could be easily manipulated. It’s where she and Mel diverge. They had a long argument over it. She thinks he might have been brainwashed at his last probing. He claims she’s crazy. Like he should say that. And then they made out for a long time. It’s all very complex.”

  Wolf forgot about everyone else and decided to concentrate on the changes that had come over his bride-to-be. The last thing he wanted to think about was beets and his ma making out. “We all need to talk.”

  He took Shelley’s hand and started to lead her toward the back, behind the bar. There was a kitchen and freezer and tons of closet space. Wolf had taken bartending shifts when he’d first come home. He knew exactly where to go to get away from all the noise and hubbub.

  “Where are we going?” Shelley asked.

  “Someplace where I can hear myself think.” Once he got her behind the bar, they could talk without shouting. He pulled her along and Leo followed.

  He walked them past the bar. No one was standing behind it. Lucy passed them with a tray full of drinks, and Alexei stepped into the back. Wolf led Shelley into the dark recesses of the bar.

  “What the hell happened tonight?” The last time he’d talked to her, she was so pissed at his ma she couldn’t speak.

  Shelley turned into his body, her hand coming up to cover his chest. “Tonight? Not a lot. I helped your mom out. I drove her here. Her car needs a tune-up by the way.”

  “You drove Ma?” Leo asked.

  At least someone got it. “She and Ma seem real tight all of a sudden.”

  Shelley’s laugh rang in his ears. “Well, we are now. I finally figured her out. I think we’ll get along really well. Your mother is a great lady.”

  “Did she feed you some of Mel’s tonic?” Leo asked, his eyes searching her face.

  Shelley huffed. “No. No, I just found a few things out about her, about what she went through. I met your dad today.”

  Wolf’s heart clenched. “He came after you?”

  Leo turned her toward him. “What the fuck did the bastard do?”

  Shelley didn’t seem at all fazed by his and Leo’s freaked-out anger. She simply smiled and ran a hand along Leo’s chest, leaning her body back toward Wolf. “We had a talk and it pointed out a few things to me. He tried his damnedest to scare me, but I took a couple of shots at him and he ran away.”

  Shelley had taken a shot at him? “With what? You barely managed to shoot my gun.”

  “You shot him?” Leo asked, but there was pride in the question.

  “I didn’t shoot him.” Shelley leaned over and ran her nose along Leo’s neck. She turned and her hands found Wolf’s waist. “He came to me at the Talbot estate this afternoon. I listened to his very disgusting rant and then I went inside, ostensibly to get him a check for ten grand. I went in the house and found Rachel Harper and she loaned me her revolver. I made sure the asshole won’t ever come near my mother-in-law again. If he comes anywhere close to Cassidy, I swear I will shoot off his balls. It might take me two or three tries because I’m a horrible shot, but I’ll make it happen.”

  Wolf brought his hand to her face. “He threatened you?”

  Sweet brown eyes rolled. “Like he could. He told me he would go to Julian and tell him about you and Leo’s past. He has a mistaken impression of Julian. He thinks he’s some high-society drone who would be horrified to find out that his bodyguard had a bio dad who spent time in jail.”

  Leo snorted. “Julian knows everything. Julian knew more than we knew. If that fucker had gone to Julian, he would be six feet under now.”

  “I thought so, too, but I wanted him to be afraid of me.” Shelley got on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his jaw. “I wanted to make sure he never got anywhere close to your momma.”

  His skin was lighting up everywhere she touched him. He had to wait until tomorrow night? It seemed like forever since he’d sank his dick inside her, found his home. “You tried to protect her for us?”

  Shelley shook her head. “No. I protected her because she’s going to be my mother tomorrow. My mom died. The only other mother I intend to have is Cassidy Meyer. And what I discovered about her today is that she’s brave and strong and she is going to make one hell of a grandma if you two want her to be.”

  Leo moved in, not willing to go along with the seductive explanation Shelley was playing with. He had to be an impatient asshole. “Shelley, what happened today? Tell me right now.”

  Shelley didn’t seem to be worried about his gruff tone. She pulled at Leo’s shirt as she backed up past the kitchen. “I told you. I shot at the bad guy. He peed himself and ran away.”

  “I got that. I meant with Ma.”

  She stopped and seemed to get serious for a moment. “I realized we have a lot in common, Cassidy and I. We both picked crappy first husbands. We both got into horrible relationships that should have made us unwilling to ever try to love again. And we both survived and we both found great guys who love us. She did an amazing job raising the two of you. If she managed to be a great mom after everything she went through, then maybe I can be, too.”

  Wolf got behind Shelley, wrapping his arms around her. “Baby, you’ll be a wonderful mom. How can you even question it?”

  Leo’s hands moved, cupping her face. “Is this what’s been worrying you?”

  “I thought it was the wedding.” Had she been stressed about babies? He’d known she was worried, but he’d thought it was the stress that came with getting married.

  Shelley nodded. “Sort of. I guess it’s been a worry in the back of my mind. I know I said I wanted babies, but I’ve been afraid that maybe I didn’t deserve them. And I’m definitely afraid that you don’t want them, Leo.”

  Leo didn’t ever want kids? He hadn’t heard that. How could that be possible? “Leo?”

  Leo’s head shook. “Hey, that was before we got engaged. And yes, i
t had a lot to do with my dad. I still remember him. I remember how rough he was on Ma, how nasty he could be with me. I guess I’ve been afraid I might be a little like my dad, but that’s bullshit. I didn’t learn anything from that man except what not to do. My mother taught me everything. And watching Julian and Jack has made me think I could handle it. And I know Wolf can. He’s practically my momma right now.”

  Wolf sent his brother his happy middle finger. “Fuck you, brother. I make sure you have lunch. You forget it half the time. And I could say you’re practically my maid, and a nagging one at that.”

  Leo shuddered. “Well, you could pick up your clothes every now and then.”

  “No, I can’t. The minute they hit the floor, you’re diving to catch them and then bitching at me about what a slob I am.” He totally wasn’t. Not much. Maybe a little. Leo had an obsessive-compulsive need to see every inch of the floor at all times.

  Shelley put a hand on each of their chests. “Both of you, stop.”

  And they did because Shelley was kind of, sort of the boss of them no matter how sweetly she submitted in the bedroom.

  She smiled, a sexy expression that had her lips curving up. “So we’re all in agreement about the babies thing?”

  He’d never known they weren’t. “I want lots of babies.”

  “I want babies that look like Shelley,” Leo said, his face softening.

  She turned her head, looking between them both. “You know I thought it was weird that neither one of you looks a thing like your father.”

  Wolf shrugged. He was happy about that. “Guess we took after Ma’s side.”

  “Nope. I spent the afternoon looking through pictures of Cassidy’s family while we played with beets. They’re all small. She said Robert’s people were, too.”

  Leo sighed. “We’re not aliens, Shell.”

  Oh, god, had his mother gotten to her? “No alien DNA here.”

  She shrugged, a teasing smile on her lips. “I don’t know. You seem smarter and faster and more agile than the normal human. And hey, I wouldn’t mind if my kids got an edge because their dads had some freaky genetics.”