Valentine, Laura - Plenty to Come [Plenty, FL] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Laura Valentine

  Time seemed to stand still and a fine sheen of sweat covered their bodies as he gently but firmly pushed into her tight hole over and over again. Finally, he was fully seated, and she heard his ragged breathing. Cassie was fully impaled on both her men. She knew it was by sheer will that he held still waiting for a sign from her that it was okay to move. The pleasure of being so full of cock was overwhelming, and she was on the edge of release almost immediately. She pushed back against Zach and then forward to Chase to get them moving. She needed to come badly.

  “Christ, Chase. She is so fucking tight back here. There is no way I will last long. Get moving, bro.” Zach’s voice sounded strained in a way she had never heard before.

  She soaked in the power and pleasure of affecting her men so strongly. She could please and pleasure both her men now at the same time. More lubricant was poured down her ass crack as Zach and Chase each started moving, slowly at first, then picking up speed. Zach pulled out and Chase slammed in hard, then Chase pulled out and Zach pounded her ass. Over and over, time after time, until she was overcome with the feeling of their cocks moving in and out of her and the pleasure that started in her pussy was pushing out over her whole body. She trembled on the brink of release, waiting for Zach’s permission before allowing herself to climax. He didn’t make her wait long.

  “Come! Come now!” Zach’s voice in hear ear sounded like it was dragged over gravel.

  Her body recognized his permission and released the tension and pleasure that had been building in a ball of white lightning. Her pussy clamped down on Chase’s cock, and she could feel her vise grip on Zach. Bright, white lights flashed in front of her eyes, and she went blind for a moment as wave after wave of pleasure ran from her eyes to her toes, shaking her slight body and throwing her back against Zach.

  She was just coming down when Chase’s fingers caressed her clit and it sent her over again, those waves almost painful in their pleasure. She heard herself scream their names as they groaned their own releases. She felt their bodies stiffen and bow, then relax.

  They petted and stroked her as she slowly came down from the most intense pleasure she had ever known. Having both her men fuck her at the same time had given her the kind of grab-you-by-the-throat-and-shake-you-around orgasm she had never known existed.

  She collapsed, exhausted, on top of Chase, and Zach leaned over her. Their bodies were sweaty from their lovemaking and sticky from her juices which had gushed from her as she climaxed. Their breathing slowed, and her quivering lessened. She felt Zach moving, and he carefully pulled out of her even as she mourned the loss.

  “I need to take care of the condom, honey. Just relax, and we will take care of you.” Zach disappeared into the bathroom and came out a few minutes later with a washcloth. Chase then lifted her, and Zach finished the job of moving her aside so Chase could also take care of his condom. Zach gently cleaned her up with the warm cloth, and she tried to protest the intimacy.

  “Little late to be shy, Cassie. I’ve spanked this ass, fucked this ass, and fucked this pussy and mouth, too. Cleaning you up afterward doesn’t seem like a big deal after that. You belong to us, and we take care of our woman.” Zach chuckled as she blushed. He cleaned the honey from her thighs and disappeared into the bathroom again to put the washcloth in the hamper. Chase and Zach each took a side of the bed and cuddled her front and back.

  “I don’t know about you, Zach, but I sure feel really appreciated.” Chase smirked as he kissed the back of her neck.

  “I do, too, bro. In fact, I don’t think I have ever felt so appreciated in my life.” Zach laughed and hugged Cassie closer. She snuggled closer to her men. She felt like they truly belonged to each other now. She loved them more than anything, and she felt wrapped in their love for her, and for the first time in several days, she felt safe.

  Chapter 16

  Danny pulled into the service station and tugged his baseball cap low on his forehead. You never know if the cameras in these places work or not, he thought. But just in case, he would keep his hat low and his head down. He needed to fill up the tank and add water to the radiator. The piece-of-shit car he had stolen turned out to be almost more trouble than it was worth. It kept overheating, which necessitated Danny adding water to the radiator every time he stopped for gas.

  As he pumped gas into the beater, he looked around for any cops. He hadn’t seen one cop for the entire trip from Illinois, and it seemed too good to be true. So far he had only traveled at night. Yesterday, he had found a deserted parking lot and slept in the car. Now he was in Georgia, so he wanted to press on through and get to Cassandra. He knew that the cops would be looking for him in that little town she had moved to, so he needed to set up base outside of town. He wouldn’t be stupid enough to just charge in and try and see her. He would watch and bide his time. Cassandra wasn’t going anywhere. She would be waiting for him when he got there, and they would be reunited forever.

  * * * *

  It sucked to be home. If things had been normal, it would have been fine to come home from Disney. But Danny still had not been caught, let alone spotted, so they were back on lockdown. The trip to Disney had been wonderful, and she had enjoyed two wonderful days and nights with Zach and Chase. But now they were stuck in the house all the time just waiting for something to happen. And to top it all off, Jillian had apparently picked up a nasty bug while at Disney and was miserable. Zach was going to take Jillian to the doctor today and get her checked for strep throat.

  “Zach, will you and Jillian pick up milk on the way back from the doctor?”

  “Sure will, Cass. We’ll probably need to stop anyway if we need to fill a prescription for Jillian. She also says she wants popsicles for her throat.”

  Cassie ran her hands up Zach’s chest and linked them behind his neck, tugging him down for a kiss. Zach’s hands splayed across her bottom, pulling her closer to his hard cock. His tongue ran along her bottom lip before giving it a little nip.

  “Stop tempting me, angel. Jillian’s appointment is at five o’clock, the last one of the day, so we don’t have time for what my cock has in mind. But later, I’ll take you up on that offer.”

  Jillian walked into the kitchen looking absolutely miserable. Her complexion was pale, and her nose was bright red. Her eyes looked watery, and she was carrying a box of tissues.

  “Is it time to go yet? I don’t want to miss my appointment. I was lucky to get in to see Dr. Steve. Man, this town needs more doctors.” Before Jillian could say anything else, she went into a sneezing fit that left her leaning against a chair.

  “Yeah, we should get going. It looks like it’s going to storm out there, too, so grab an umbrella. Cassie, be sure to stay in the house with Chase. I’ll have my cell if you need me.”

  “I know the rules. I won’t leave. But I almost wish that I had a cold so I could go into town and get out of this house.”

  Jillian sneezed a few more times and blew her nose.

  “Trust me, Cassie. You don’t want this cold. I’m miserable.”

  Cassie nodded sympathetically. Jillian really did look miserable, and getting out of the house really wasn’t worth it.

  * * * *

  Thunder rumbled, and a flash of lightning made Chase look up from his laptop and out the window. The sky was an ominous charcoal, and it looked like they were in for the kind of rainstorm that Florida was famous for. He glanced at his watch and hoped that Zach and Jillian were on their way back. It hadn’t rained in a while, and the roads would be dangerous. Non-Floridians didn’t realize that a wet Florida road could be as slick as ice if it hadn’t rained for several days. Luckily, Zach had grown up here and knew to be careful until the rain had washed away the oil rising from the road. More lightning and louder thunder shook the house, and Cassie came running into the office and jumped on his lap with a laugh.

  “Hey! Careful where you land, babe. I got something there that you seem to like. Be gentle.” He gave Cassie a squeeze and adjusted her on his lap so
she was draped over his knees and he was looking down into her pretty, blue eyes.

  “Scared? It’s just a storm, sweetheart. You need to get used to these if you are going to live in Florida.”

  “Not too scared, but this seemed like a good time to come in here and get some sugar from my guy.” Cassie closed her eyes and pursed her lips as if waiting for a kiss from her Prince Charming. Well, hell, he could be charming, too.

  He leaned over and gently brushed her lips with his again and again until her lips gently parted. His tongue slid sensuously between her soft lips and explored each part of her mouth. He knew Cassie liked having the roof of her mouth tickled, and when he did, he was rewarded with her muffled moan. He cradled her in his arms as he stood to head toward the bedroom only tearing his lips from hers so he wouldn’t run into any walls.

  A boom of thunder and a flash of lightning made them both jump.

  “Shit, that sounded close.” Cassie cuddled closer to Chase. She wasn’t afraid of thunderstorms, but she wasn’t too fond of them either.

  “Yeah, sounds like it is right on top of us. I hope Zach and Jillian aren’t caught in this. It’s a downpour out there.” Chase carried Cassie over to the window where he could see that it was practically raining sideways. Lightning flashed every few seconds, and thunder rumbled so loudly, the house vibrated.

  Another loud boom and a crack and Chase saw the lights start to flicker. It wasn’t unusual for them to lose power in a bad storm. They had lots of trees in this area, and broken limbs took down power lines on occasion. Luckily, they had installed the generator when building the house.

  “I think we might lose power, sweetheart. Don’t worry...”

  Before Chase could even finish reassuring Cassie, the power flickered one last time and then was out. Chase set Cassie down on the chair and scowled as he looked out the window.

  “Looks like I am going to get soaked starting the generator.” He had hoped that the power might come right back on, but as the time ticked away it was clear that wasn’t going to happen. He felt Cassie’s arms slide around his waist from behind.

  “Well, I guess I will just have to strip those wet clothes off of you, Chase, and then use my body heat to warm you up.” Chase heard Cassie giggle as her hand trailed down his abs to his already hard cock.

  “Oooo, what do we have here?” Cassie cooed.

  “One, hard, damn cock, babe. And it’s all yours as soon as I go out and start the generator. You stay inside the house.” He felt Cassie give his cock a few gentle strokes through his jeans before releasing him.

  “Hurry, Chase. I have plans for that hard cock. I’ll go wait in the bedroom, handsome.”

  Chase gave Cassie a nudge toward the bedroom as he grabbed a flashlight from the desk drawer and his key ring from the desktop. Starting the generator wasn’t hard, but he would get soaked. He grinned as he thought about how Cassie would strip him out of his wet clothes. He walked quickly through the dark house to the front door. The sooner he started the generator the sooner he could join Cassie in the bedroom.

  He ducked out into the rain and ran around the side of the house. He was soaked instantly from the deluge of water sliding off the roof and the sound it made as it landed on the side patio competed with the rolling thunder above. Finding the right key on his key ring, he opened the metal box to turn the generator key, hearing it roar to life and seeing the lights go on in the house through the window, when he felt something poking into his ribs.

  “Don’t move, asshole. I will blow your fucking head off and not blink an eye. Turn around slow, and put your hands where I can see them.”

  Fuck. Fuck. Double Fuck. How had someone snuck up on me? Is Cassie okay?

  Chase turned, and the gun at his ribs backed away. He raised his hands over his head and tried to keep calm. Chase narrowed his eyes against the torrential downpour as he tried to get a good look at the infamous Danny Trent. He knew it was Trent. It couldn’t be anyone else. His brown hair was trimmed short, but his face was covered with several days of whiskers. Trent appeared to be in his early thirties and pretty boy handsome. A little under six feet tall and in pretty good shape with ill-fitting clothes that were soaked through. He held a gun pointed directly at Chase.

  Keep him calm and distracted and, most importantly, away from Cassie.

  “You must be Trent. We’ve been expecting you. What took you so long?” Chase backed up a few steps to make some room between him and the gun.

  “Stop! Don’t move, asshole. I’m in charge here, and you do exactly what I tell you and I might, just might, let you live.” Even through the rain, Chase could see Trent glowering at him.

  “You really had everyone looking for you, Trent. Where have you been all this time? How did you get away from the police?” Keep him talking and calm until Zach shows up or I can figure a way to get Cassie out of here. I just hope Cassie doesn’t come looking for me.

  The rain was slowing, and Chase could see Danny smirking at him as he pointed the gun at him.

  “Cops are fucking stupid. I hid right under their fucking noses for days. Then I hid under your cops’ noses for days, too. I’ve been waiting and watching for an opportunity like today. The other men and woman are gone, and you are here alone with Cassandra. Too bad for you, but good luck for me.”

  Chase used his calmest voice. The one he used with skittish or wild horses. “Let’s talk about this, Trent.”

  * * * *

  Cassie hid behind the corner of the house listening as Chase tried to reason with the nearest thing to evil that Cassie had ever known. Thank God she had come to look for Chase when the power came back on in the house but he hadn’t returned. One look outside and she saw Danny with a gun pointed at Chase. She had quickly pressed the panic button on the alarm knowing that Ryan would be on his way. She just needed to keep Chase alive until the cavalry arrived. She knew that reasoning with Danny was a waste of time. He had lost the ability to reason years ago.

  “Cassie’s not even here, Trent. She went to the doctor with Jillian and Zach.”

  “Bullshit. I saw the others leave, and she wasn’t with them. And her name is Cassandra.”

  “Okay, Trent, she’s Cassandra. Let’s talk this over, man. No way is this going to end well for you. Every cop in Plenty is out looking for you, and there is no way in hell I am going to let you leave with her. You won’t get away.”

  Cassie held her breath as Danny stepped closer to Chase, waving the gun. “Fuck you. I am taking what belongs to me. I am tired of all this shit. Do you think I care if you live or die? I will kill you and anyone else who comes between me and Cassandra. Do you know how long I have waited for this, asshole? How many nights I lay awake in that fucking cell waiting for my one chance to be with her again. She’s mine, dammit, and I am going to take her with me!”

  Danny’s voice sounded higher and slightly hysterical now. He had taken another step closer to Chase, and she knew she didn’t have much time to do something. If Danny shot Chase at close range, Chase would die.

  “I am not letting you take her, Trent. You are going to have to go through me, my brother, and everyone in this town to take her. If you hurt her, I will kill you, simple as that.”

  Shit. Why was Chase taunting him? She had to do something now.

  “You won’t get the chance. I am killing you now.”

  Cassie knew this was the moment, and she had to do something now. She saw Danny steady the gun and point right at Chase’s heart. She lunged from behind the corner of the house screaming at the top of her lungs to get Danny’s attention.

  “Danny!”

  Danny turned, throwing his aim off slightly as he pulled the trigger. She pushed Danny to the ground and landed on top of him. She tried to remember everything she and Jillian has been taught in the self-defense classes they had both taken in Chicago. She had to make sure Danny stayed down on the ground and then get the gun. She landed a punch to his solar plexus, knocking the wind out of him, but he came back at her wi
th the butt of the gun and knocked her off him with a hard blow to her temple. She fell on her back and felt the trickle of blood running down her cheek. She could see Chase lying on the ground with a large blood stain on his chest.

  God, Chase is dead. I was too late. Oh God, I can’t lose him.

  “Fucking cunt! You’ll pay for that!”

  Through her daze, Cassie could see Danny’s face contorted with rage. He barely looked human as he raised the gun to point it straight at her.

  “You’ll die, and then I will die. We will be together for eternity, Cassandra. You belong to me.”

  Cassie didn’t want Danny to be the last thing she saw in life. She turned her head to look at Chase on the ground but blinked when she didn’t see him lying there.

  What the—

  Crack!

  With a thud, Danny went down, and Chase stood behind him covered in his own blood, holding a small tree branch with a disgusted look on his face before he fell to his knees. It looked like Chase had hit Danny in the head.

  “He called me an asshole. No one calls me an asshole.” Chase dropped the branch, pressed his right hand over the blood stain on his left shoulder, and crawled to her side. “You okay, sweetheart? Are you hurt?” Chase’s voice was urgent and gravelly.

  “Me? You were shot, Chase! Are you okay? Let me see!” Cassie frantically tried to sit up and pull his hand away from the wound, but the world started spinning and she fell back on the wet grass.

  “You took quite a shot to the head, babe, and I have lost a lot of blood. We need to get to the house, so we can phone for an ambulance. You need a doctor, Cassie.” Cassie saw Chase was pale, and she knew that he was staying conscious for her. He must be in all kinds of pain with a bullet in his shoulder.

  “I can get to the house, Chase. I really can. We can lean on each other. But the cops are probably on their way. I pushed the panic button before I came outside.”