Awakening Veronica [Divine Creek Ranch 17] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Heather Rainier

  A whimper escaped her and she worked herself against the gentle, yet rough fingers, at least until she heard Travis chuckle and slide some kind of device between her legs. It had two toys attached. She could only imagine what she must look like, bound and about to be penetrated in both places out in the open air.

  “Fuck, I think she wants it. Give it to her.”

  The toy was slick with lubrication, maybe made of silicone because it wasn’t hard, and she moaned again as both her pussy and ass were slowly entered at the same time. The burn as her ass was breached stole her breath.

  “Don’t fight it,” Travis growled as he pumped the toy in and out of her, giving her ass time to adjust to the intrusion. Once he was past the resistance, she cried out as she clenched on the toy, trying to keep it inside her. In and out, over and over again until her skin felt on fire and she wanted to come so bad she would be begging if they’d take the gag out. When the toy was fully seated, Travis secured it with some sort of strap around her hips.

  The suede flogger slipped over her back and butt cheeks and then the strands began to fall on her skin, lightly at first, in more of the same crisscrossing pattern, at regular intervals, licking at her skin, turning up the stinging heat a notch. She clenched and flexed on the toys, losing control of her responses, fucking herself on them but without stimulation to her clit she was unable to get herself over the edge.

  The flogger landed on her thighs, her ass, and her upper back, as he moved around her, gradually increasing the power behind each strike until every nerve ending in her body vibrated with pain and pleasure, and pleasure and pain. It all got confused. All she knew was she felt alive and at their mercy.

  A few more strokes of the flogger and then it ceased and the toy was removed, but not before it was pumped in and out of her until Travis groaned. “She’s soaked with her cream. I want that tight little cunt so fucking much. I can’t wait.”

  “Soon,” Hank muttered. “I’m going to slide my big cock inside her tight little ass.” She clenched at the prospect, but knew she was ready for him. They’d already made sure. “Can’t wait to slide every inch inside her little ass. But first…”

  She moaned when she felt something smooth and cool slide under the clamps on her nipples.

  A crop?

  He popped it against the underside of her ass, just enough to sting.

  Yeah, that’s a crop.

  Pow! It landed harder against the other ass cheek, leaving a little stingy spot before moving on, sliding across her skin, and then landing on her thigh and making her jump and moan. She drew deep breaths into her lungs, moaning as the crop landed each new place, leaving a patchwork of warmth all over her skin. Her ass, her thighs, lightly over her mound. It made her jump as it dipped between her pussy lips, and then painted her juices up her torso before landing lightly to the undersides of her breasts. Circling back around to her backside, he laid several hot strokes to her ass and her upper thighs until he was satisfied.

  “Her skin is beautiful.”

  “Marks so nicely,” Travis said, admiration in his voice as he stroked her from her breasts down to the juncture between her hips and her thighs. “It’s time.”

  “Yes.” Two incredibly hot bodies closed in, front and back, and she shuddered with sheer pleasure.

  Grateful for to the bars inside the suspension cuffs, which reduced the strain on her wrists, Veronica wriggled between them, trying to evade their lubricated cocks, Travis in front and Hank behind her, judging by their groans of appreciation.

  “Fight all you want, girl,” Hank muttered in a rough growl. “We’re fucking you.”

  She arched against him, unable to deny how much she wanted him to, before she continued her struggle.

  Hank wrapped his arm around her middle, lifting her and taking some of the pressure off her shoulders, as his hot, engorged cock nudged at her back opening while Travis lifted her upper thighs and positioned his cock at her cunt.

  Her body pulsed with wild need and she waited for their intrusion, panting and ready. As if on cue, both of them began thrusting, gently but firmly, with intent, breaching her pussy and her ass in a back and forth rhythm that she couldn’t control or get away from. Hank’s big cock pushed against her resistance, burning and claiming her, not backing off as he took more and more of her. Travis took her pussy, until they were both sliding in and out, thrusting deep with each stroke.

  Suddenly one of the nipple clamps was removed and she screamed as the blood flow and sensation suddenly rushed back into her nipple. His mouth came down on it to soothe it as he removed the clamp from the other and she cried out again as her orgasm exploded. She lost control, bucking between them.

  Travis switched to the other nipple, groaning in approval as she undulated and rocked in an animalistic rhythm between them, her arousal soaring into the stratosphere, taking them ravenously inside her body, wanting more and unable to feel anything but her nipples and the place where the three of them were joined.

  Hank laid his mouth on her shoulder at the base of her neck and bit down lightly as he groaned, sounding close to climax. Stars exploded behind her blindfold and her wails echoed all around them. Her orgasm rolled through her in wave after delicious wave of ecstasy until she hung limp between them, sated and breathless.

  Hank’s roar of completion filled her with victory as he held her in his strong arms and finally stilled, his cock pulsing deep in her tingling ass. His heaving breaths cooled her slick flesh as he held her safely in his grasp.

  Travis gripped her hips in strong hands and shuttled in and out twice more and groaned deeply as he rested his sweaty forehead against her chest, his breath coming in heaving gasps against her breastbone as she whimpered quietly and finally stilled. He laid his lips against her breasts and took in a deep breath as he lifted his head.

  She felt like limp spaghetti as he gently pulled his softened cock from her pussy and then slid his arms around her to hold her steady as Hank withdrew his cock from her ass. Soon after, they freed her hands and her feet from the cuffs and carried her to the soft pallet near the fire.

  The soaked gag and the blindfold, which was wet with tears, were removed and she blinked up at them as they moved around her, gathering all the toys and other paraphernalia to be cared for later. Hank removed the condom he’d used and cleaned up with supplies he’d brought along. A moment later they joined her and her eyes gradually focused as they closed in around her.

  They’d laid her on a thick cushion of sleeping bags a safe distance from the bonfire. She looked around and smiled when she spotted a picnic basket and a cooler containing a bottle of wine and three glasses beside it.

  “We thought you might be hungry afterward, Nika,” Hank said as he stroked her overheated cheek.

  Travis scooted close and rested his weight on an elbow as he looked at her. They slid a thick pillow under her head. She smiled, thinking they’d thought of everything.

  “Where are we?”

  Travis pointed past the bonfire. “Our house is about one hundred yards in that direction. If the back porch light was turned on, you’d be able to see it from here.”

  Veronica chuckled. “You’re pretty sneaky captors.”

  Hank kissed her and looked at her with serious eyes. “We’ll warn you first next time, Nika. I’m so sorry I scared you when I grabbed you.”

  Veronica took in a shaky breath and chuckled as she let it out. “It was my fault. I might’ve caught on faster but my mind was way deep into other things, ruminating about my family. Fretting about them had me on edge and I just wasn’t thinking.”

  Travis shook his head. “No, I agree with Hank. I heard you when you screamed. We want you alarmed and excited, not terrified and scared. That sound hurt my heart. How about next time we give you a one- or two-week warning. That way you know it’s coming.”

  Veronica smiled. “Hmm, that idea has merit. That way I can anticipate it more.”

  “Yes,” Hank said. “And if there are other types
of fantasies you’d like to play out, we’ll always be your willing captors.”

  She lifted Hank’s hand. “I bit you.”

  Hank shrugged. “Through my gloves. I was more concerned about your teeth than my hand.”

  “How could you see in the house? It was pitch black in there.”

  Travis snickered and said, “I have these night vision goggles and we’ve just been waiting for the right time to try them out.”

  Hank laid a kiss on her breastbone and asked, “Was bringing your capture fantasy to life satisfying?”

  “You brought my fantasy to life. I loved role-playing with you.” She laid her palms on both of their cheeks and whispered, “I love you both so much. I feel like I’ve woken up from a long, bad dream and discovered that all is well with my world. I have two wonderful men and a wonderful bonfire to celebrate being bound to them. What’s in the basket?”

  “Grace sent cheese, fruit, some fancy bread, chocolate, and the wine is ready to be poured.”

  Veronica sighed and stretched. “Maybe I’m just dreaming a different wonderful dream. Is this real?”

  Both men smiled at her, and Hank said, “Let’s have a snack and some of the wine, then maybe we’ll work on waking you up from this dream.”

  They shared bites of strawberries and chocolate with her and gave her sips from their glasses of wine. Her heart swelled so full with love for them, she wondered how her body could contain it.

  Her journey had started with that gathering at the Divine Memorial Rose Garden. Travis had returned to her life after she’d spent years thinking he’d found happiness elsewhere. He’d brought Hank, with his loving gray eyes and his need to protect and care for her, into her life. They’d helped her face the demons of her past and accepted her exactly the way she was.

  They’d taught her to trust and awakened her heart to the true meaning of love.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  I live in South Central Texas, writing the type of novel I love to read: more erotic and edgy than the mainstream, with plenty of sweet romance mixed in. I write erotic romances exclusively for Siren Publishing, under their Everlasting imprint. My love of romantic fiction began as a teenager when my mom gave me copies of Kathleen Woodiwiss’s The Flame and the Flower and Bertrice Small’s Skye O'Malley. To this day I'm pretty sure that was her idea of the “birds and the bees” talk.

  My husband and I met in a scenario very much like the ones I’ve written about. He was the alpha hero who stepped in when this “damsel in distress” needed rescuing from a nefarious pervert. It’s no wonder I went on to write erotic romance when I had him to inspire me. My favorite type of hero is the gentle, lovable giant but readers will discover a variety of heroes and alphas in my novels, from nearly perfect to very flawed. I hope readers relate to my heroines, and the challenges and dilemmas they face head-on.

  I love to chat with readers on Facebook and talk about my books and whatever else comes to mind on my blog, The Divine Tease. When not pounding on my keyboard, I'm usually busy corralling my kids or loving on my smokin’ hot husband, who thankfully loves to cook.

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