Finding Them [Riverbend, Texas Heat 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Marla Monroe

  He cupped her face in his big hands and lowered his mouth to hers, tasting her lips before delving deeper into her mouth. He deepened the kiss, taking away her breath and sending sparks to her clit before they’d even touched her there. She loved how they made her feel and couldn’t wait for them to both enter her, showing her what it felt like to be a Rollan and Thorne sandwich.

  Thorne walked her backward toward the bed with Rollan moving to one side. He lowered her to the edge of the bed and helped her lie back against the mattress. Rollan followed her down and stretched out beside her, running a callused hand across her nipples.

  “God, yes.” She felt it all the way down to her clit.

  He pulled each of them then pinched them lightly. She squeezed her legs together at the sensation, feeling it deep inside. The sparks aroused her clit to the point of pain. Thorne pushed her legs apart so that he could fit his wide shoulders between them. He sucked on her pussy lips, praising her trimmed mound before swiping his tongue through her dripping syrup. She could feel how wet she’d gotten even before he began lapping at her slit.

  “You taste like spicy honey, baby. I could lick you all day.”

  Rollan sucked in one of her nipples and flattened it against the roof of his mouth where he teased it with his tongue. He used his fingers to torment her other nipple until she moaned with pleasure. Sierra was burning up, between the sensations his playing with her nipples was transferring to her clit and the feelings Thorne managed to drag from her pussy.

  Fire flicked at her clit, sweeping up her body to her face. Hot lava coursed through her veins, sending even more heat to her cunt. She had butterflies doing gymnastics in her belly as Thorne began to pump his fingers in and out of her pussy. He curled them and stroked over her hot spot then pumped them again.

  “Please, please.”

  “What do you need, Sierra?” Rollan whispered by her mouth. “Do you need a thick cock buried in your cunt? What about one tunneling up your ass?”

  “Anything. Please. I want you. I need you both inside of me.”

  Thorne sucked at her clit but didn’t stay long enough that she would climax. When he backed away, Sierra screamed in frustration.

  “Easy, baby. We’re going to take care of you, but I want to be inside of you when you come.” Thorne sucked on his fingers while she watched, his eyes heavy with arousal.

  He lay down next to her and held out his arms. She took the hint and climbed over to straddle his waist with his and Rollan’s help. They didn’t want her hurting her shoulder and were doing everything they could to prevent it.

  “Come on, Sierra. Take my dick inside that tight little pussy of yours. I want to feel you squeezing me tight, baby,” Thorne said.

  Sierra felt sexy as she slowly lifted off of him to position his straining dick at her entrance. When she slowly slid down his length until she sat flush against his groin, it felt as if she could feel him in her throat. He stretched her so good.

  She rolled her hips, wanting to feel him move inside of her. She wasn’t disappointed as his thick cock rubbed all the right places.

  “Fuck! Ah, hell, baby. You’ve got to quit. I can’t hold out if you keep moving.”

  “Sierra, stop. You don’t want him coming too soon.” Rollan slowly pressed against her back until she was lying against Thorne’s chest. “Easy, honey.”

  He rubbed the globes of her ass then licked and kissed them. She moaned when he lightly bit her on one fleshy cheek. When he spread her wide, her tiny hole burned at the stretch. She could feel his hot breath against her back hole. Her breathing grew faster. Something cold dropped on her ass and she jerked at the contrast.

  “It’s just lube. Relax for me, Sierra. Remember to push out whenever you feel me there.”

  She squeezed her eyes shut, afraid of how it would feel but eager to have them both inside of her. Sierra felt his finger massaging the lube around her rosette. Then he was pressing in with the tip of his finger. She pushed out while trying to relax at the same time. She didn’t see how she could do both. With a little more pressure, his finger slipped inside, and he slowly pumped it in and out of her ass. There really hadn’t been any pain so far, just some pressure.

  “You’re doing great, honey. Just relax. I’m going to add another finger.”

  Another drop of the cool lube hit her ass, and then another finger began pushing at her back hole for entrance. Now there was a little pain, like a pinching sensation that made her wince. She tried to breathe through it, but it burned. Then he was past the resistant ring and the pain subsided. She panted, trying to control her breathing again.

  Rollan thrust his fingers in and out of her back hole until she was pushing back against him. Then he pulled them out and pressed the head of his cock at the little rosette. She gasped as an unbelievable pressure began to steal her breath. It turned into a burning pain that was almost more than she could bear.

  “God, it hurts, Rollan. It hurts.”

  “Do you need me to stop, Sierra?” he asked in a strained voice.

  “I–I, no. Don’t stop. I want you.”

  “If I’m hurting you, I want to stop.”

  “A little more. Just a little more, Rollan.

  “Thorne, distract her.”

  He let go of her hips and began to pull and pinch on her nipples as Rollan continued pressing his dick further into her ass. When he finally pushed through the ring, she hissed out a breath and dropped her head to Thorne’s chest.

  Rollan tunneled deeper then stopped and rested his head against her back. He kissed her spine then ran his tongue up it as she panted lying over Thorne. She was itching all over with the need to move.

  “Move, Rollan. I need you to move. Please, move.”

  Rollan pulled out and then pushed back in. He moved slowly, driving her crazy with need. She wanted him to go faster, wanted Thorne to move as well. She tried to push back then pull forward but couldn’t get purchase on the bed in order to move.

  “Easy, baby. Let us do the work. You’ll hurt your shoulder. Just relax and feel, baby.” Thorne pulled back and tunneled forward again as Rollan pulled out then pushed back.

  They alternated inside of her, hitting all the right spots. She never knew that her ass would have nerve endings that could come alive like they were now. The more they moved, the better she felt. She moaned and shook her head back and forth.

  “Please, faster, harder. I need more, Rollan.”

  He sped up until he was stroking in and out of her at a steady pace that proved to give her more of what she needed. Thorne bucked beneath her, holding her hips as he drove his thick cock deeper into her cunt with every thrust. Sensations bombarded her from both sides as the men drove her higher and higher. She felt as if she was going to fly apart at any minute. Her cunt quivered to the point that she knew her climax was close. She reached for it, whimpering when it eluded her.

  “It’s all good, baby. Hold on. We’ve got you.” Rollan’s breathless voice barely reached through the roaring in her ears.

  Thorne reached between them and stroked her clit as they continued to tunnel in and out of her body. When he pressed against it, she exploded with pleasure. All the nerve endings in her body lit up like the Fourth of July. She opened her mouth in a silent scream as her voice was squeezed off from the intense feelings thrumming through her cunt and into her clit.

  She felt her cunt and ass muscles clamp down on the cocks inside them. Thorne cursed, gripping her hips almost to the point of pain. He thrust up into her pussy one last time and filled her cunt with his cum.

  She shivered all over as the pleasure swelled into a crescendo that threatened to consume her. She collapsed on top of a heaving Thorne. Their chests fought to expand against each other. And then Rollan slumped against them as well.

  “Fuck, man!” Thorne rasped out. “Get off of us, Rollan. You’ll hurt Sierra’s shoulder.”

  Rollan pulled from her ass, sending another spasm through her body that transferred to Thorne. He groa
ned then rolled them over to their sides. She was still impaled on his slowly deflating dick.

  Sierra floated for what seemed like forever until Thorne began rubbing her arms and talking to her.

  “We love you, baby. Don’t ever scare us again by getting kidnapped. I think poor Rollan got some gray hair from it,” Thorne teased her.

  “Don’t worry. I don’t plan on it. I’ve had enough excitement to last me a lifetime. I’m ready to settle down and cook for my two men,” she told him.

  Rollan snuggled up against her when he got back from the bathroom. “Did I hear ‘cook’? What are you cooking me, honey?”

  She laughed. “If you’re lucky, I’ll make you both a thing of meatloaf, some mashed taters, and maybe homemade bread to go with it.”

  “Love you, honey,” Rollan said, rubbing his nose at the back of her neck.

  “I love you, too, Rollan,” she said.

  “When do you want to get married? When does school start back? I want your family to be here when we do it,” Thorne told her.

  Sierra felt as if her heart would swell enough to explode with her love for the two men. They thought of everything.

  “We’ve only got two weeks before it starts. Bethany will be home for the week before and Sedona will leave when she does after that.”

  “What about Buddy? Do you think he would be able to get off and come for the wedding?” Rollan asked.

  Sierra nearly burst into tears at the mention of his name. They’d been talking some since her kidnapping. They still had some things to clear up, but at least they were communicating now.

  “I think he’ll come. I’ll ask once we decide on a date,” she said.

  “Want me to grab my phone for you? We’re setting a date right here, right now. I’m not taking any chances that you try to get away,” Rollan told her.

  Sierra burst out laughing at his serious expression. “I’ll marry you both any time, any place.”

  “Good then. It’s settled. We’re getting married next Friday evening at six. It will be just family and a few close friends. Can you find a dress and get all dolled up for us by then?” Rollan asked.

  She grinned. “Yes. I’ll be here wearing a dress and heels and rope you two to my side for the rest of our lives.”

  “Yehaw!” Rollan yelled out.

  “Ride ‘em, baby,” Thorne said as he thrust up into her again.

  “Whoa? That was fast,” she said with a grin.

  “What can I say? You inspire me to greatness.” Thorne kissed her.

  Rollan joined the fun and together they proved that sometimes finding yourself is just a matter of opening your eyes to what is right in front of you.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Marla Monroe has been writing professionally for nearly eleven years. Her first book with Siren was published in January of 2011 and now has over 65 books available. She loves to write and spends every spare minute either at the keyboard or reading. She writes everything from sizzling-hot contemporary cowboys, emotionally charged BDSM, and dangerously addictive shifters, to science fiction ménages with the occasional badass biker thrown in for good measure.

  Marla lives in the southern US and works full-time at a busy hospital. When not writing, she loves to travel, spend time with her cats, and read. She’s always eager to try something new and especially enjoys the research for her books. She loves to hear from readers about what they are looking for next in their reading adventures.

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