Monroe, Melody S. - Three Hired Lovers [Fantasy Resort 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  “Here? Why not at my place?”

  “It’s too small.”

  “That’s not fair. You can’t have all the fun.”

  “I’ve got three more bedrooms. You and Rod can move in here for the month. It’ll be like the old days with the three of us reunited. We’ll give Jillian her own space, too.”

  Frank leaned back, the grin still on his face. “I’ll take Tuesday and Saturday nights.”

  “I have no problem with you doing her alone, but we can have so much more fun all together. After all, we are a family, right?”

  “Good point. You think she’d ever go for it on a permanent basis?”

  “I think we should do our damnedest to convince her.”

  * * * *

  When Rod got the call from Joe about Jillian, it wasn’t only his spirits that lifted. He’d gone into work to get away from the memory of her scent in the house. This forced separation shit she wanted had caused him to rethink what he wanted in life. Now he knew. Jillian. He wanted her any way, anywhere.

  “You there, Rod?” Joe sounded almost frightened.

  She’d already caused him to lose at least half his mind. He refocused on the phone in his hand. “Hey, man, it’s a go for me. She’s there now?”

  “You bet.”

  “I think the plant can run on its own for a while. Don’t start without me.”

  Joe laughed. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

  * * * *

  Jillian kept glancing down the hallway, but the office was out of sight. What was taking them so long? She thought her offer was more than generous. From the way they treated her and always enjoyed having sex with her, she didn’t believe they’d turn her down, but one never knew how a male mind worked. Their decision may have nothing to do with her. They might truly want to live a wild and free bachelor life.

  From her brief time here, Joe had no pictures of himself with another woman, so perhaps he didn’t want any kind of attachment. She slumped onto the sofa and rubbed her aching pussy.

  She finished off the soda and squirmed. Waiting was driving her crazy. Maybe if she left, they would feel more comfortable discussing the option in private. Halfway to the front entrance, the office door clicked open. She spun around. Joe and Frank came into view.

  “Going somewhere?” Joe’s mouth hung open as if she’d told him Santa Claus didn’t exist.

  “I wanted to give you time to yourselves to discuss my offer.”

  Joe was the first to reach her. He slipped a hand under her dress and plunged two fingers into her slit. God, she needed that. She squeezed his fingers. The pressure was so good. Her lids drooped, and her shoulders sank a little as he tickled her clit. Her hands found his broad shoulders and she groaned, leaning her head back.

  “You liking that, darlin’?”

  “More than you can imagine.” Spending even two nights away from them had caused her no end of distress. She didn’t think she laughed even once.

  Frank moved behind her. “Anything else need attention?” His hands gripped her waist, and he kissed right behind her ear just where she liked it.

  A moan escaped, but Frank always did know what turned her on. Don’t show them how much you need them or they might say no.

  He slid his hands over her breasts. “No bra? This pleases me.”

  He pinched her nipples. Yes. Harder, please. Between Joe’s worldly fingers and Frank’s massage, heat filled her lower body. “Did you give any more…oh, yeah, thought to my deal?”

  Joe leaned in and kissed her, but stopped a moment later, keeping his lips inches from hers. She licked hers, wanting to taste more of him.

  “We need to wait for Rod to arrive before we explore the true depths of your enticing plan.” He stepped back at the same time Frank dropped his hands.

  She swallowed hard. “Do we really have to wait? Maybe you’d like to have an appetizer before he arrives.” To help me come.

  Joe shrugged, acting as if their interplay meant nothing. His stiff cock told her differently. She spun around and glanced at Frank’s dick. He was also big, hard, and she bet throbbing. Fine, she’d wait and see how long they could last.

  She strutted over to the sofa and plopped on the cushion, keeping her thighs wide. Licking her index finger, she hiked up her dress. Both of the men stilled, their gaze right between her legs. She kicked off her high heels and propped a foot on the sofa’s edge, exposing everything. She inserted her finger into her sopping opening, moving it in a slow in-and-out motion. She loved that Joe had to adjust himself, and Frank actually looked to Joe for direction.

  “I’m so wet.” She licked her lips as leisurely as she could.

  Joe’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and Frank’s eyes widened.

  “We wait for Rod,” Frank said.

  With that, the two of them left, their heels hitting the floor hard as they strode toward the back of the house.

  She held in a laugh. They were hers for the taking. Power surged through her. Never did she realize what control she possessed when it came to these men. After their reaction, there left no doubt they’d agree to have her there for a month. Now that was a real high. And if she happened to get pregnant, her life would be complete. With the amount of sex she planned to have, it would be a sure thing. The only uncertainty was whether they’d want an addition or two to their family.

  She could just ask them, or she could go back on the pill and forget the whole idea for a while. Damn. She hated making these decisions by herself, but she was twenty-nine and not getting any younger. She wanted Joe. She wanted Frank. She wanted Rod. If she couldn’t have a family with them, she might never become a mom.

  Checking the clock every few minutes, she tried to calculate how long it would take Rod to get from their factory to here. She got another drink, only this time it wasn’t a soda. In case they said no for some unknown reason, she’d need the strength. Five million dollars was a lot of money for a bunch of hip, thirty-something-year-old men. Handling the merger would take a lot of their time. Did they want that?

  A car door closed, and a second later Rod rushed in. She ran toward him and threw her arms around him. She gave him her best kiss. He might be the deciding factor.

  “Jillian, sweetheart.”

  His hands were all over her bottom when Joe and Frank raced out the office.

  “Rod? Office.”

  She’d never heard Joe sound so forceful, but she liked it. Rod glanced from Joe to her, pressed his lips together, and followed his two brothers. Damn. What was it going to take to get these men on her side?

  Alone once again, she walked onto the back patio that opened up to the beautiful desert. Tall sequoia cacti dotted the landscape, and the Santa Catalina Mountains only looked like rolling hills.

  Every ounce of her being wanted all of them. But would her love for them be enough? Would they be satisfied working during the day, only to come home and share? Would they get jealous after a while? What would happen if one of them wanted to move away? Choosing between the men would be near impossible. Damn questions only caused her stomach to churn.

  A warm, dry draft shot up her dress and tickled her wet opening. She stepped back inside and paced the living room. Why were they taking so long to decide? She debated pressing her ear to the office door, but if they caught her snooping, they wouldn’t be happy, so she grabbed a second glass of wine. Light-headed from all the stress, she sat on the sofa, wondering if she’d made a fool of herself. From what Clarissa said, men didn’t like easy women. They loved the chase. Damn. She’d messed up again.

  The door opened and her hand tightened on the glass. The three marched out and stood two feet in front of her. None smiled. Oh shit.

  Chapter 11

  Rod spoke first. “We accept your offer on a few conditions.”

  Excitement mixed with trepidation. “Conditions?” She’d given them everything they could possibly want.

  “No clothing allowed when we’re home.”

  “What?” Were they serious?
From their furrowed brows and intense stares, they must be. Okay, that wouldn’t be a deal breaker. Not having to decide what to wear might be freeing, but she couldn’t help asking, “Why?”

  Joe scooted next to her and took her hand. “We want what’s best for you. You’re shy. The only way to open up is to be, well, open, naked, and vulnerable.”

  She supposed there was some logic to their reasoning, though they had short memories. Hadn’t she just opened up to them a minute ago while sitting on the sofa?

  “And if I have to go out, like to get my nails done?” Did they forget she had to go to work, too?

  Joe nodded. “That’s fine. We’ll be at work during the day, so you can do as you wish.”

  The only problem is that when they were at work, she’d be in the lab. She drank the rest of the wine and left the glass on the table. “You said a few conditions.”

  Rod sat on her other side, his leg touching her thigh. “You do everything we say, when we say it.”

  “I’ve already agreed to that.”

  “But if you are unhappy with any of us, you must tell us.”

  They were concerned about her well-being. Maybe they did really care for her. “For sure.”

  Joe stood. “Then I think we should begin your training.”

  “Training?” Did she really need to learn how to become a slave?

  “You want to be the most experienced woman in the company, right? To know what every female and every male wants.”

  She hadn’t thought of her desires that way, but if she could help grow the company, their company, all the better. “Yes.”

  “Then come.”

  The three men walked toward the hallway. She loved how Joe always swaggered when he stepped, and how Frank held himself tall. Rod, on the other hand, moved in a more relaxed manner, which was kind of surprising since he needed control more than the other two.

  Once they disappeared down the hallway, she rushed after them, excited by what they had in store for her. They were standing in front of the rumpus room waiting for her. Her education could now truly begin. Waves of pleasure tightened her nipples and made her naked pussy even wetter.

  They opened the door and she entered.

  “Your dress,” Rod commanded. He held out his hand.

  She lifted her dress over her head and gave it to him. To drive them crazy she used both hands and tweaked her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.

  “Jillian.” Joe’s gruff response turned her on.

  “Yes, Master?” She laughed.

  Rod walked over to the wall and pulled down some kind of sex toy. “We told you to do only what we say. You don’t get to decide. Since you disobeyed, you’ll need to be punished. Get over here and turn around.” His stern tone was laced with excitement.

  She obeyed, and a second later, Rod wrapped both ankles in soft cuffs separated by a very long bar that kept her legs spread wide. Already the juices flowed.

  “Bend over,” he commanded.

  She’d been about to say, “My pleasure,” but she didn’t want to overstep her bounds.

  “Frank,” Rod said, “you know what to do.”

  She saw two black items being tossed through the air. Frank caught the objects and took her hands in his. He wrapped a velvety thong around her wrists.

  Frank tugged to make sure they were secure. “Comfy?”

  She tried to close her thighs but found she couldn’t. She was helpless. “Yes.” Shivers of anticipation raced up her legs.

  He led her over to the table. “I’ll help you up. On your knees, ass in the air. You can rest on your elbows.”

  She couldn’t wait for what came next. Once in position, one of the men licked her clit, and she clenched her butt.

  “None of that, young lady. Hold her, Frank.”

  Hold her? How? She’d barely moved. Frank pulled open her butt cheeks. One of them smoothed a cool lubricant over her puckered hole. Her pussy clenched, knowing the excitement that was to come. Instead of the fingers she expected, one of the men opened her up and wedged in something hard.

  “What is that?”

  “It’s called a butt plug. I know Rod has been exploring you, darlin’, but when I do it, you’ll need to be stretched out a lot more. Besides, I want you to dream about what I’m going to do to your sweet ass for the next few days.”

  She squeezed her butt, and the foreign object forced her mind in one direction. “I can’t walk around with this in me.”

  “You can and you will.” This time it was Rod giving the command.

  Joe twisted the plug to get it past the first tight ring. “That feel good?”

  Nerve endings she didn’t know existed seemed to turn on for the first time. “Yes.”

  He pushed and pulled, waiting a few seconds between each movement until she relaxed the muscles.

  “That’s a good girl.” He drove the plug in farther until the end was seated fully inside her.

  She wiggled her butt. “This is too big.”

  “Like I wasn’t?” Rod chuckled. “For your continued insubordination, we will punish you.”

  A soft whip flayed her ass and was dragged across her clit. She moaned from the pleasure.

  “You like that, sweetheart?”

  She loved being punished by Rod. “Uh-huh.”

  As the soft thrashing continued, Joe appeared at the head of the table. “Move on down here, darlin’.” She scooted forward, and the motion made the object in her butt rub, creating a deliciously new sensation of being filled. He unzipped his pants and his cock sprang forward. “Lick me. Suck me, then you’re going to fuck me with your pussy.”

  The dirty words held a slight twang and thrilled her. With her hands tied, she only had her mouth to pleasure him. Frank stepped to the side and played with her breasts, massaging the sides and teasing the tips. Rod’s whip continued to stroke her rear and caress her clit as she sucked on Joe’s cock. He gently took hold of her hair and pulled her closer. He bucked and groaned the harder she drew him into her mouth. He was so hard and so needy.

  She wrapped her tongue around his tip, dragging the end over the slit in the head. He jerked, and she smiled. Drawing in a breath, she dragged her mouth down the length of him, enjoying how the veins pulsated under her caress. With her teeth lightly pressed against his skin, she slowly eased his cock from her mouth.

  “You like that?” She almost added the “darlin’” endearment.

  “God, you know I do. Put your sexy mouth on me and fuck it hard.”

  Yes, Master. She returned to tormenting him, going fast, then slow, eliciting a groan. She could stay this way all day, working her mouth around his huge cock.

  “I’m coming, Jillian.”

  The way he said her name made her increase her speed. Warm cum shot in her mouth a moment later. She swallowed his tasty juice.

  “Someone was horny.” She grinned, knowing she’d turned him on so much, he could barely control himself.

  Joe moved out of her field of vision. “Darlin’, you know I need your sweet pussy something bad. After I’ve had that delight, I’ll be dreaming about your other pleasure center. Move aside, Rod. She’s been punished enough.” The lashing stopped.

  Joe fingered her first then opened her lips wide. He teased her with his tip before he drove into her.

  In two measly days, it seemed as if she’d grown tighter. “Oh, oh. You’re too big.” For someone who’d just come, how could he still be so hard?

  The pressure on her tight hole increased as he slammed into her. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have two men inside her when one overwhelmed her.

  He grabbed her butt cheeks and pumped. “You are divine. I could fuck you all day long.”

  That was music to her ears.

  “Let us have some, Joe.” Frank sounded frustrated.

  The pressure at her opening disappeared and another hard cock entered her. The men rotated once more until they all got their fill.

  She thought one of them
would remove her plug and want to enter her bottom, but they didn’t. Maybe she did need to be stretched for Joe.

  He tapped her butt. “Let’s give our Jillian a rest.” He pulled out the plug.

  “I thought you wanted me to keep that one in for a few days.”

  “I can’t wait a few days.” His voice came out strangled.

  Joe made the removal process erotic and sensual. He twisted the nubby plug over and over again. She was sure his goal was to torment her, not just to remove it.

  A popping noise sounded, and she felt the vacancy. To her surprise, she liked the reminder of what was to come.

  “Let me,” Frank said.

  Let him what? Frank’s knuckle dragged down her butt. Paper ripped.

  “I’m going to put in our largest plug. I think that since Rod stretched you out, you’ll be able to handle it.”

  Instinctively, she tightened her bottom. Frank gave her a light tap. “It will only make it harder if you clench. We have ways to make you stop, but I don’t think you’re ready for figging yet.”

  Figging? “What’s that?”

  “It’s when we insert a ginger root. Every time you press down, the root sends out its juices and burns.”

  “Like negative reinforcement?”

  “You got it.”

  That didn’t sound good. “I’ll try to be good.”

  Frank rubbed her butt nice and slow. Since the lube was all over her bottom, she guessed Frank just lubed the new plug. He eased the tip over her hole and pressed in.

  As if the men knew the journey might take her breath away, Joe stepped to the side and rubbed and massaged her breasts, while Rod kissed her neck. Their soothing ministrations made all of her muscles loosen.

  Frank exerted enough pressure to get past the tight outer ring. He pushed a little harder.

  “You aren’t kidding this one is bigger.” Even though she’d experienced Rod, the large balls along the center created a whole new sensation.

  Twisting and turning, Frank continued the forward movement. Her walls catalogued every new movement. She swore her pussy got into the action.

  Once he fully seated the plug, he slapped her ass. “Enjoy.”