The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 4: Double Infiltration (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

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  Juliet had never felt so aroused, so completely out of control in her life. She wanted every bit of Carl and Richie she could get. She couldn’t comprehend the connection she felt to them and the full, complete feeling she had when one of them was inside of her.

  Richie’s eyes bore into hers. He held her gaze as he thrust his thick, hard cock into her channel. He was so big, so thick and hard she thought he could tear the walls of her pussy. But they were so incredibly sexy, and she was so utterly turned on that her body compensated. She was wet, needy, and hungry for more. Juliet wrapped her arms around his shoulders, absorbing Richie’s muscles and each ridge of pure stone under flesh.

  “Yes, harder, oh God. I’m coming, Richie, I’m coming.”

  He increased his thrusts and covered her mouth with his own until he exploded inside of her as she combusted around him. They released lips to breathe, and he pressed her deeper into the mattress as she kissed his neck then his shoulder as sedation began to set in.

  Chapter 9

  Alexa awoke, startled and aware immediately that Michael wasn’t in bed. She glanced to the side and saw Chad sleeping peacefully, the sheet half covering his delectable ass. The man had an exquisite body on him. She took a deep breath and thought about Juliet. She had heard from Michael and Chad that the video of the guy, Robert, bothering Juliet was intense. They described the fear they saw in Juliet’s eyes and the power this man had over her. It gave Alexa the chills. She picked up Chad’s shirt and tossed it on then eased her way out of bed. She could tell earlier that Michael was uneasy. He had made love to her with intensity and strength. She felt the difference in him and knew that bad thoughts were running through his head. He was more than likely reliving the day that Solandro Cruz attempted to abduct her and kill her.

  As she made her way out of the bedroom and down the hallway, she noticed the office door they usually kept closed and locked was open. She slowly approached. She had been told not to enter this room, but in an emergency like a home invasion or an attack, she was to lock herself in here and press a certain button on the side of the wall. Both men were firm about the instructions.

  She swallowed hard, listening carefully.

  “What are you doing up?” Michael’s voice startled her, and she gasped and covered her mouth.

  He was standing in the doorway with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

  “I was worried about you,” she whispered, looking up toward him and that stern expression that told her he was in serious mode.

  He gave her a look that made her entire body hum with awareness of his masculinity and male dominance. He took her hand and led her into the room she was forbidden to enter. She was disappointed with what she saw. Computers, a wall filled with flat-screen television sets that held images of documents, mug shots of four men she didn’t recognize, and one of Robert Sinclair.

  He appeared possessed.

  Michael leaned against his desk and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

  “What are you, doing up?” she whispered as his eyes looked her over. It made her pussy clench and her nipples harden. He had to see them through the shirt she wore.

  “I couldn’t sleep. Not knowing that these assholes were out there and looking to take my friend’s woman…I know how that feels, and it worries me.”

  She swallowed hard. Michael was a caring, compassionate man. Carl and Richie were good friends, fellow soldiers, and there was a special bond between all of them.

  She slowly walked closer to him. She reached out to caress his arm, and he stared down at her with the same intensity as earlier.

  “You’re a good man, Michael, a good friend.” She reached under his shirt to spread her hands against his skin. She wanted to feel his muscles. She wanted him inside of her.

  “I found some useful information on these two assholes. I’m going to wait a few hours before I call Carl and Richie. I’m sure they’re busy trying to keep Juliet calm.”

  She continued to massage his chest underneath his shirt.

  “I’m worried about her. She was so frightened. She cares about Carl and Richie. She’s been avoiding them for so long. She’s afraid that they’ll get hurt because of her.”

  “She has to trust them. They’re powerful, resourceful men, and they’re her protectors now.”

  In an instant, she was lifted into his arms and pressed against the wall behind her.

  “These men are bad and dangerous. But we’re more dangerous than any of them know.” He pressed his mouth over hers and devoured her moans.

  She felt him push his pants down then she felt the tip of his cock at her entrance a moment before he plunged up into her.

  He was grabbing at her body, needing to penetrate her as deeply as possible to possess her. She kissed him back, ran her fingers over every inch of him she could while he pounded into her thrust after thrust.

  His face was against her neck. She felt his teeth drag across her sensitive skin as she exploded around him.

  He continued to thrust and penetrate her deeper until he lost control and shot his seed deep into her womb. He grabbed her face between his hands as his forearms rested over her shoulders against the wall and his lower body held her to the wall behind her.

  “I love you, Alexa. I fucking love you so much it makes me insane.” He kissed her, and she held him to her, waiting for him to release her lips so she could tell him that she loved him as well.

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  Juliet awoke encased in warmth. The two extra-large male bodies sandwiched her between them, making her feel cocooned and protected. She was shocked that she hadn’t had any nightmares, but then again, the three of them hadn’t fallen asleep until nearly 5:00 a.m.

  She had no idea what time it was, but she did hear the buzzing sound of someone’s cell phone on the bedside table.

  Richie turned away from her to reach over and grab his phone. He looked at her, smiled, then glanced at the caller ID.

  “Holy fuck, it’s noontime.” That seemed to arouse Carl now, too.

  She snuggled closer against Richie’s chest as Carl wrapped his arm tighter around her waist.

  “Who’s on the phone?” Carl asked.

  “I missed like seven calls. I guess it’s time to get up.”

  “We didn’t go to sleep until five,” Juliet whispered then kissed Richie’s chest.

  He caressed her hair.

  “Sorry about that,” he teased.

  “No you aren’t,” she replied, and Carl began to press kisses against her shoulder as he chuckled. His warm breath collided with her skin, and she absorbed the sensation.

  “We’ve got some planning to do. The guys will be coming over in about an hour.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

  “Okay,” she replied then slowly began to get up with him. Richie stared at her breasts as she stretched. The sheets fell to her waist, and Carl took that moment to cup her breasts then roll her to her back underneath him.

  She gasped as Carl pinned her arms above her head and maneuvered between her thighs.

  “Good morning, sunshine,” he whispered then kissed her.

  Richie chuckled.

  “Get a move on it. You’re in charge of the food situation,” Richie teased.

  Reluctantly, Carl released her then rolled off the bed and offered his hand to help her up. As she rose toward him, he pulled her against his chest and covered her ass with his hands.

  “You’re one sexy hot woman, Juliet. This ass is precious.” He squeezed it, and she hugged him to her. She felt so feminine in his arms. His hands were big, his body so much larger, and she felt safe. She kissed his chest as she held him tight.

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  They finished making sandwiches and waited for the others to arrive. There were three men outside, guarding the house. She recognized them as Warriors, but she didn’t know their names. Carl was standing by the back door, looking off the porch, and waved to one of the men.

  “They’ll be here
in about five minutes. BJ just called.”

  Juliet came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

  A moment later his body jolted back.

  “Get down!” she heard someone yell. Strong arms pulled them both back, and suddenly she fell backward to the kitchen floor while Carl lay in the doorway. Richie looked wild. His eyes were open wide and his face firm with anger. More yelling was happening outside, and then she heard gunshots.

  As she looked in astonishment toward Carl, she saw him holding his shoulder, and blood covered his hands. The reality that he had been shot sank in.

  “Oh God, Carl!” she screamed then crawled to him.

  “Don’t worry, baby. It’s okay. I’m okay,” he stated through clenched teeth, and he let his head fall back to the floor. He was in pain. He was fucking shot.

  “Take this. Apply pressure to the wound.” Richie handed her a towel.

  A man appeared in the doorway dressed in camo.

  “Is he okay? Holy fuck, Richie, that was a fucking sniper shot. Who the hell are these assholes?” the man asked, and then two more came into view. Dressed in camouflage pants and armed with guns, they looked like soldiers.

  Richie was shaking his head as he spoke into the phone. She heard him mention Carl being shot, needing an ambulance, and security at the women’s homes, and she was immediately scared.

  Robert did this. Robert was going to kill Carl and Richie. He would kill her friends, too, if she didn’t cooperate.

  Tears rolled down her cheeks as the sound of sirens echoed in the distance.

  I won’t let Richie and Carl die.

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  Richie looked at his brother. He was bandaged up, and lucky for him, the bullet went straight through the tip of his shoulder bone and skin, doing little damage. Carl was pissed off and so was he. That bullet could have killed him or Juliet. Carl insisted that as Juliet hugged him and he turned, it caused the shot to miss his head and instead hit his shoulder, shredding straight through his muscle and hitting the kitchen wall.

  The search team found the sniper’s location in the distance behind the estate as well as ATV tire marks. These fuckers were resourceful, just as Michael had informed him earlier.

  Juliet was being awfully quiet now. The sure expression of fear and panic on her face as she realized that Carl had been shot was enough to take some years off of Richie’s life. Right now she stood over Carl, caressing his hair and fussing over him. Carl’s hand remained plastered over Juliet’s jean-covered ass cheek in a possessive manner.

  She was bent over, laying her head across his belly, her long red hair cascading over the pristine white hospital sheets. A bit of her skin could be seen where the waist of her snug-fitting hip-hugger jeans barely met the green sweater she wore. Carl looked over her shoulders at Richie and held his gaze.

  “Any idea where this sniper was holding out?” Carl asked, and Juliet raised her head and stood straight up.

  “Yeah, the guys found it as well as tire marks from an ATV.”

  “Shit! We need to up our security.”

  “It’s done. You just worry about healing.”

  “I’m good. It’s amazing that he missed.”

  “Surprising is more like it considering how fucking huge that head of yours is,” Richie teased, and Carl chuckled then cringed as if in a little pain.

  “How can you two joke around at a time like this? How can you be so uncaring about your lives and about what just happened? He could have killed you. He wants you both dead and out of the way, can’t you see that? God, you don’t get it.” Juliet began to walk away and head toward the door. Richie grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

  “Whoa, sweetheart, calm down, will you? We’re just kidding around.”

  She pulled her arm from his grasp and stared at him. He saw how angry she was. He could see her shaking.

  “It’s not a joke, Richie. He’ll kill you like he killed Danny. It’s all my fault,” she stated, and he quickly grabbed her and pulled her against his chest.

  “Calm down, baby, please. I didn’t mean to upset you. We know this is serious. We’re taking precautions, and we’re making plans. Just trust that we know what we’re doing.”

  “You’re underestimating him. You don’t know what they’re capable of. You’ve never seen what they can do.”

  “Well why don’t you tell us what this guy Robert is capable of? Give us more information and trust us fully instead of holding back,” Carl stated.

  She turned to look at him. “Next time, you won’t be so lucky. Robert doesn’t make mistakes. To him, this is a game. He likes the chase as much as the kill. I’ve seen him hunt men down, harass them until they nearly go insane with fear. I’ve heard about men disappearing and no one ever figuring out that it was Robert that made them disappear.”

  She was adamant about Robert’s capabilities, and as Richie was about to ask more questions, the nurse entered the room.

  Chapter 10

  “Well?” Robert asked Teddy as he entered the hotel room in Robert’s executive suite.

  “He’s not dead, and it wasn’t the security guy, Richie, that you thought.”

  “What? Who is her boyfriend then? Someone different?” Robert asked.

  Teddy was hesitant. Teddy was never diffident. He never screwed up, so Teddy had nothing to fear or be overly cautious about.

  “I’m afraid your gal is into some double penetration.”

  “Does that mean what I think it does?”

  “Yes. She’s fucking two guys.”

  At first, Robert was shocked. Juliana was a very sexy and voluptuous woman. She had always been timid, shy, reserved, and almost blind to her own beauty. It seemed that the shy little virgin from the past wasn’t so fragile anymore.

  He rubbed his chin, felt the slight dusting of whiskers as he thought about his next move. Perhaps taking her now would be too difficult. There were military types in the town. The sheriff was ex-military. That was why he sent Teddy to do a sniper’s job. He was better trained, and he knew how to not get caught.

  “What are you thinking, sir?” Teddy asked.

  He glanced up at the man. He had remained by his side for many years. He was loyal, trustworthy, and was sticking around.

  “I’m a little concerned.”

  “I would be, too.”

  “Not so much about the ménage thing. I’m worried because I thought she was dead. Juliana knows too much. If you recall, Teddy, she did witness lots of illegal acts.”

  Teddy’s eyes widened. “She wouldn’t tell anyone anything. You scared the crap out of her last night. You could have taken her then and she wouldn’t have put up a fight.”

  “Yeah, well, I let my own desires get in the way. I don’t think I should have. She watched me torture then kill her boyfriend.”

  “Then she’ll know not to talk.”

  “That wasn’t the only murder she witnessed. You should remember the night she escaped. That underage redhead the boss was fucking never went home. Juliana witnessed Pierce fucking her, beating her, then killing her, and she knew that was how she would eventually wind up. I was too busy cleaning up the fucking mess and getting rid of the body. That’s when Juliana made her escape.”

  “The morning before is when you killed her boyfriend in front of her.”

  “Yep. That’s why Pierce was so pissed. Pierce knew that she lost her virginity, and he took out his anger about Juliana and her boyfriend by fucking the redhead, imagining it was Juliana before he killed her. I’ve never seen that sick fuck so outraged. It took hours to get that room cleaned up.”

  “I remember that. He’s going to lose it when he finds out she’s alive and fucking two guys.”

  “That’s where a new plan has to come into motion. Pierce is going to call me soon about Dixie Chix and whether it’s something to invest in and buy out. Under normal circumstances I would say hell yeah, but if and when Pierce finds out Juliana is here and has two men, he’s going to declare war on
every individual in her life. I checked out the town and got some inside information on Dixie Chix. That sexy blonde married to the sheriff is not one of the owners. The blonde and her six friends are the owners, including Juliana.”

  “Oh fuck.”

  “‘Oh fuck’ is right. When I give all the information to Pierce, he’s going to start blackmailing, manipulating everything from alcohol deliveries to the club to board of health inspections and fire hazard violations. It’s how he’s landed a lot of his investments, by practically destroying them then taking over when the owners know it’s sell or go bankrupt.”

  “He was nearly busted in that international deal a few months back. Maybe he’ll be more cautious and just want to grab her and run.”

  “Naw, you should know Pierce as well as I do. He’s too conceited and arrogant to do things under the radar and with finesse, especially when he has an obsession like the one he has for Juliana.”

  “So what do you want me to do? Should I go back and knock off the two lovers?” Teddy asked.

  “Nope. I think we should stay low. Avoid the club tonight.”

  Just then his cell phone rang.

  “It’s Pierce,” he stated toward Teddy then answered.

  “Yeah, boss, they’re at the hospital. Flesh wound. Juliana is a total mess. She’s standing in the waiting area now. Is there anything you want me to do?”

  He thought about that a moment. He needed to break down any defenses she may have left. By hitting her now, while one of her lovers was hospitalized, he should be able to get to her.

  “Yeah. Make a phone call to the front desk. Ask to speak with her then pretend that you’re me and tell her that I’m watching her, I’m coming to get her, and when I do, she should be ready, or I’ll kill both of her lovers and her friends one by one.”

  “Got it.”

  Robert hung up the phone.

  “What do you think she’ll do?” Teddy asked.

  “She’ll come to me.”

  “How will she know where you are?”