Noble Release [Nature's Nobles 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Peyton Elizabeth

  “You know, she’s not going to be happy that we joined her,” Caden whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed.

  “We aren’t doing anything but holding her. She can leave whenever she wants. But I need to know she’s safe here between us.”

  Carefully, so as not to wake Lauren, Trent spooned her from behind, while Caden lay facing her, his hand on her hip. Burrowing his face in her hair, he inhaled her vanilla scent, which had been tingling his senses since he’d met her. If she woke up and killed them for sleeping next to her, then so be it. Taking another deep breath, he knew this would be the way to go.

  Chapter Ten

  Lauren awoke slowly, so comfortable and warm she didn’t want to open her eyes. She snuggled deeper into the warmth and gave a satisfied sigh. Maybe she would drift back into that area where she felt like she was floating, awake but asleep. She loved that place.

  The gentle stroke of fingers on her arm sprang her eyes open. She was plastered against Trent, her knee up over his thigh and her hand on his chest. Attempting to pull back, she felt a warm body behind her, and knowing Caden was there, she tried to stem the urge to flee. All she needed to do was sit up and scoot down the bed, and she would be free. It was that simple. Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to leave this bubble they had created around her.

  “You were asleep when we came in last night. We thought it best to keep you here, though. It’s safer on this side of the house.” Trent’s voice, grated with sleep, made his chest vibrate. She closed her eyes at the warm skin underneath her cheek. Even those few times she’d scratched her itch, she never waited around for this—intimacy. His skin against hers made her feel as if this was where she belonged.

  “Is it still raining like it was?” Lauren whispered, afraid if she spoke too loud, it would ruin the moment. She just wanted a few more seconds of this closeness, no matter how superficial. Was this what her mother missed when her father left? Did she delude herself into thinking that this type of insincere tenderness was real?

  “The brunt of the storm should hit later this morning,” Caden said, his breath on her shoulder, although his voice was equally low.

  She realized it was Trent’s fingers stroking her arm, because Caden’s arm was wrapped around her waist. Ever so slowly, Lauren found herself being turned onto her back, Trent’s face above hers. She had noticed last night at dinner that she could see little differences between the two men. Trent had more laugh lines around his mouth, and his eyes seemed to be a touch of a shade lighter, although that could be because he was more lighthearted than Caden. Although looking into them now, they were as dark as the coffee she drank last night. His lips were so close they shared the same air. The question in his eyes was one she couldn’t answer. She knew what he was asking but couldn’t gather enough air to make it past her voice box.

  Ever so tenderly, Trent leaned down and brushed his lips across hers. They had the same softness as Caden’s, but his tempo was slower. He slipped his tongue between her lips gently, as if asking her permission to enter. She parted them slowly in acceptance, enjoying the way his moist heat entered her mouth. Lauren knew it would be best to stop him but couldn’t bring herself to end this soothing armor they had her embraced in. She felt like nothing could ever reach her, with her between them, in an attempt to hurt her. She felt protected. It was a dangerous feeling, but she was stronger than her mother. She could take and know it was only for a time—that when reality intruded, she would walk back into its clinch.

  With that decision attained, Lauren reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, grabbing on and finally taking what he offered. Lauren took over the kiss, lifting her head up and pressing her lips more firmly to his. Using her tongue, she lapped up everything he had to offer and hummed in appreciation when Caden’s hand caressed her stomach. She wanted him to go lower.

  Lifting her hips, showing him what she wanted, it created an urgency in her that she’d never known existed. Lauren let go of Trent’s hair, running her hands down the contour of his back. His skin was so hot it was seeping into her bones. Bringing her hands back up, she held on to his triceps. Caden wasn’t sliding his hand lower like she wanted, so she let go of Trent with one hand, to place hers over Caden’s. No matter how much she pushed, he wouldn’t budge. Ripping her lips off of Trent’s, she turned her head to the side to see Caden staring at them with a carnal fervor.

  “Touch me,” she ordered, wanting them now. There was no need to wait now that she knew she could keep a grip on her sanity. At least, she hoped so.

  “Let go of my hands, Lauren,” Caden murmured, ordering her to release him. “We’ll take care of you. You need to trust us.”

  “I’m not one of your women, Caden. I can participate just as much as you can.”

  “When we want your participation, we’ll let you know. For now, just lay back and enjoy, or I’ll get the restraints out.”

  * * * *

  She said his name. Caden gave a slow smile, which did nothing to stem the rising annoyance in Lauren’s eyes. She wasn’t even aware she said it, but to hear his name pass her lips was like the sweetest music ever played. And she was mad because he wasn’t letting her control their lovemaking.

  He bet she had never had a man just love her, let her feel, and allow her to simply enjoy. He leaned closer, Trent knowing his objective just from having done this so many times. But this time would be with her. This time, showing the woman they were falling for what it meant to be loved by them took it to a higher meaning. Leaning in, Caden closed his mouth over her nipple, through the material of her shirt. Sucking hard, he saturated the cotton with his saliva. Her nipple stood to attention like a good little soldier. Just like he knew she would, Lauren brought her hands down on his head. He gently grabbed her wrists and lifted them above her head. Letting go of her nipple, he traveled higher so that Trent would have the freedom to move.

  Taking her mouth, he fused their lips together and swallowed the moan that escaped her throat when Trent pulled her T-shirt up over her breasts and over her head, exposing her nipples to the air. Keeping one hand on her wrists, Caden lowered his left to take a nub in between his fingers and roll it until it was distended.

  “More,” Lauren begged, arching up into his hand.

  Caden knew then that she wouldn’t let them take over so easily. She seemed to have a hard time accepting that they just wanted her to lay back and enjoy. Caden heard Trent rustle her out of her shorts and knew the second he spread her legs because of the guttural groan that came from her chest. She tore her mouth from his and howled, “Trent.”

  * * * *

  Trent licked between the right side of her folds and came back down on the left side. The wetness leaking from her slit glistened in the light he never turned off, and he couldn’t be more grateful. Seeing her so exposed to him gave Trent a high he could never explain. She was absolutely stunning, such a deep shade of rose. She had shaved, leaving a trail of trimmed hair straight up the middle, like a runway for his tongue to land on. He pulled away to watch her nectar drip between her ass cheeks as she arched her hips back up, seeking his tongue. Not wanting to give her what she wanted too soon, he went about teasing her flesh and suckling the sensitive skin on her inner thigh.

  He could hear Caden whispering encouraging words to her, telling her to accept their touch and not to worry about anything but feeling their hands. Trent wanted to make sure she knew exactly what Caden meant, so he used his palms to spread her legs wider. Since Caden held onto her wrists, there was nothing in his way to give her the pleasure he wanted to. He continued to trace her outer folds, loving to watch the stream of cream drip down to her anus.

  Dipping his tongue into her cream, Trent closed his eyes and hummed his appreciation. She tasted delectable and he wanted more. Bringing in his right hand, he made sure his palm was up before using his middle finger to slip between those beautiful petals and follow her snug tunnel to that spongy area he knew was hiding in there. Once he found that sweet spot, he r
epeatedly rubbed over it and over it until he felt it start to swell. Her sheath immediately constricted around his digit, and he pulled out to see another drop of juice slide out. Lapping it up with his tongue, he finally brought it up to her engorged clit and leisurely smeared it around her nub, then pulled on her little pearl with his mouth to clean it off.

  “Trent, please,” Lauren begged, doing her best to lift her hips, although Trent made sure she wasn’t in the best position to obtain the leverage she needed.

  “He’s just enjoying the way you taste, Lauren,” Caden reassured her. Although, with the way she was starting to writhe around on the bed, Trent wasn’t sure Caden’s supportive words were doing that good of a job. “Does his tongue feel good on you? Is he being soft and steady, or is he teasing you with little licks?”

  “Stop teasing,” Lauren pleaded in a way that sounded like she was commanding them, but the breathless words were definitely a plea.

  Trent kept up his administrations, his tongue continuing to dance on her clit while he added another finger to her tight entrance. Pushing slowly in, he was rewarded with the thrust of her pussy, causing his fingers to sink home. He gradually pumped them in and out, his tongue never letting up on her button. Pulling his fingers out, he traced the path down to her anus. Not giving her a chance to think about it, because he didn’t want to make her nervous, he slowly pushed his middle finger steadily through her tight ring of muscle. He was rewarded with a chant of “Oh my, God—oh my, God—oh my, God.”

  “Let go, Lauren,” Caden ordered. “Let us catch you.”

  Lauren screamed her release.

  Chapter Eleven

  Lauren was still catching her breath while Caden slowly let go of her wrists. It wasn’t like she could move them anyway, the force of her release having taken away all of her strength. For one brief second, she allowed her body to follow Caden’s commands and felt herself fall. It was a heady experience, and she knew she needed to prepare for when this storm was over and reality came knocking. But that was a hell of a lot better than any vibrator.

  She heard the rustling of the sheets and a drawer open and close, but she was still not ready to open her eyes and let the truth in. Lauren wanted the feeling she’d had when she woke up twenty minutes ago, the one where nothing could get her. She felt a body cover hers and knew immediately that it was Caden. She wasn’t sure how she knew, but she did.

  “Open your eyes, Lauren,” Caden encouraged. “Let me see those beautiful silver eyes of yours.” Caden settled himself in between her legs, and that earlier feeling of being surrounded by a protective bubble enveloped her again. She found she wanted a little more time in that void.

  Opening her eyes slowly, Lauren took in Caden’s tender look and her body took over. Her hips lifted of their own accord, to find that he had already sheathed himself with a condom, which is why she had heard the drawer earlier. Taking her hands in his, he laced their fingers together and placed them on either side of her head. In any other circumstance, she would have helped guide him inside of her, but the tight grip of his fingers prevented her from reaching down. Lauren would usually assist because she wasn’t wet enough for easy access, but after coming off of her soaring climax with Trent, Caden had no trouble.

  Inch by inch, he slid into her, filling her to the point of a slow burn. His smoldering eyes never left hers, and she wasn’t sure exactly what he was looking for and started to close her eyes at his keen observation. She was afraid he would see something in her eyes that she couldn’t take back.

  “Eyes on me, Lauren,” Caden ordered. He stopped moving, eliciting an involuntary groan from her chest. They were too observant, but she also knew he wouldn’t move unless she did as he asked.

  She peered up at him, his face a mask of concentration. Her fingers automatically gripped his harder as he pressed his cock all the way into her. He didn’t move, maybe to let her get accustomed to his size, but she was grateful. It had been a very long time, and her body wasn’t used to such a substantial size, considering her vibrator was probably two thirds smaller.

  He started to pull out, and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his, hooking her ankles around his back. That did not stop him from pulling all the way out, though, and she had to succumb to the feeling of his gradual leaving. Her pussy tried to clamp down, keeping him inside, but his rigid staff won this round. After too many deliberate plunges, her dripping tunnel wanted more, and she found herself lifting her hips against his.

  “Move faster, Caden,” Lauren breathed, needing him to do something, anything, to relieve the tension that was starting to take over her body.

  Instead of doing what she wanted, Caden slammed into her and held steady while he flipped them, his hands never releasing hers. Instead, he had maneuvered them to her back, so that both wrists were at the arch of her lower spine. Her hair now covered them, hiding their faces so that it seemed only the two of them existed. When she thought he would lean up and kiss her, he just maintained contact with her eyes and started a constant rhythm that wasn’t nearly enough to take her to that place.

  She was so wrapped up in the feeling of having Caden inside of her that she almost missed the soft kisses to her derrière. The light brushes of Trent’s lips were distracting her from feeling Caden burrow into her over and over again. Her brain was having trouble knowing which nerves to concentrate on. It was when she felt a cool trickle in between her butt cheeks that her body froze and her stomach felt as if someone was tugging on it. She wouldn’t lie to herself and say she had never imagined what it would be like to take both of them, but actuality was an entirely different trepidation.

  She figured the shocked look on her face was what caused Caden to release her hands and bring his up to her face. Cupping her cheeks and pushing her hair out of the way, Caden said, “Only if you want this, will we continue. If you aren’t sure, I will turn you over and give you your release. No disappointment will be involved. We just want to make you feel good.”

  Trent’s lips had lifted off of her sensitive skin, and his hands were now paused where the lube was dripping in between her slit, to where she and Caden were connected. The cool liquid quickly warmed from their heat and seemed to stimulate the nerves more than they already were. Did she want them to stop? Would she regret it if she didn’t grab this chance with them?

  “I want you both,” Lauren whispered, never breaking eye contact. What was it about Caden that he constantly had to look into her eyes? She knew that he would see too much but couldn’t bring herself to hide from him. She did want them both, no matter how short of a time they happened to be together. She would take this tender, loving occurrence with her when she left and would never regret one moment of their time together.

  Caden did kiss her then, wrapping his fingers in her hair and devouring her mouth. Lauren kept up, lick for lick, bite for bite. She had to brace herself, so she placed her hands on either side of his head, similar to where he had held hers. Only this time, she dug her fingers into the pillow and held on, afraid to let go.

  Trent’s hands resumed their exploration, and with her knees tucked in alongside of Caden’s body, he had easy access. His fingers glided down to where her anus was certainly showing itself, and she closed her eyes at the foreign sensation. He had breached her muscle not thirty minutes ago, but before that, nothing had ever entered that forbidden territory. She felt him gently use his thumb to rub over her tight ring of muscle, and immediately her body clenched, tightening her pussy on Caden’s cock.

  Ever so slowly, Trent never varied his pace or proceeded faster than her body was ready, for which she was grateful for. A part of her was terrified of what having both of them inside of her would feel like, but at the same time, Lauren knew she wanted to find out—she needed to find out.

  Caden pulled her lips away from his, both of them breathing hard. “Do you like what’s he’s doing, Lauren? Do you like the way he’s touching you?”

  “Yes,” she moaned, leaning down to try and reca
pture his lips. Caden held onto her hair, not letting her lean back down. “Kiss me.”

  “I want to watch your face when he prepares you,” Caden explained, his eyes dark with hunger. “I want to see the wonderment on your face that we are giving you this pleasure.”

  A part of her wanted to tell him to be quiet, but his words were surrounding her with a visual of what Trent was doing. What did she look like spread out over Caden, his cock inside of her? Did she look as sexy as she felt? It was rare for her to feel so…womanly…but that’s exactly how she felt—like a woman.

  Trent’s thumb pushed through her sphincter, causing contractions deep within her, which had Caden groaning and closing his eyes. If she had any air in her lungs, she would have teased him that if she wasn’t allowed to close her eyes, then neither was he. Caden never varied his pace, though, his rigid organ still maintaining its gradual thrusts. She lost track of time, so adrift in the sensations they were creating, that when Trent drew his thumb out, she almost cried at the loss her body felt. Lauren barely heard the tearing of the condom wrapper but was grateful they had thought of everything.

  “Lean into me,” Caden instructed, “but leave your hands where they are. Don’t let go of the pillow.”

  Lauren didn’t have to think twice, her body immediately obeying him, and she relaxed her weight onto his body. When she felt Trent’s cock lay against her anus, she buried her face into Caden’s neck. One of his hands sneaked back to her face, pulling her up until they were inches from each other. His right hand continued to caress her back, whether in a gesture of calm or just to maintain contact, she wasn’t sure. But she remembered his previous words of wanting to watch her face as Trent entered her, and she felt a gush of cream leak out around his dick. They were making her body go on overload, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. She didn’t want to stop it.