The Battlefield Series 1: Let It Go (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)
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“Don’t you want to see?” he asked, squinting his eyes at her. She shook her head.
“What’s wrong?” Zeke asked, coming closer. All her men were here and all she wanted to do was love them and get lost with them inside of her.
“I love you. All of you,” she said.
Jagger smiled. “We love you too,” he said and pushed a strand of hair away from her cheek.
“I love how you say I love you every day, all the time. I’ll never get tired of it,” Aero told her and then brought her hand to his lips and kissed the knuckles.
“Do you all really love me, even with my bandaged feet, bruises, cuts, and mummy-style accessories?” she asked and shook her bandaged wrists up at them.
Zeke knelt on the bed and ran his palm up past her bandaged feet and ankles to her thighs and then back down again.
“Love the mummy style and can’t wait to unwrap you when you’re all healed up.”
She shook her head.
“I can’t wait that long. I need you. All of you,” she said and the tears filled her eyes.
“Honey, we want to make love to you, too, but it’s too soon,” Finnian explained.
“Not too soon. I want you to. One at a time if, that’s how it needs to be but I want to make love to my men. I want to feel your arms wrapped around me and you each deep inside of me, making everything perfect and where nothing else matters. Please,” she begged of them.
Finnian looked at his brothers. “One at a time, nice and slow, and if anything hurts, we stop,” he said.
She smiled softly and they all got up and began to undress as Jagger slid over her and between her legs.
“I, for one, can’t wait to feast on you.” He pulled her pajama shorts down off her legs and tossed them over his shoulder. Immediately he blew warm breath against her folds and then suckled on her clit. She grabbed his head and closed her eyes, letting go and feeling how wonderful it was to be made love to by her four sexy men.
“This is what I need. My men making love to me. God, I’m in heaven,” she moaned.
“We love you, Brooklyn. We’ll always love you and cherish you forever,” Zeke said.
She looked at all of them and smiled, feeling content, happy, and in love for the first and last time in her life. These men were her everything. They had taught her to love again, to trust again, to believe in happiness and to let go once and for all and be free. She would love them forever and hold nothing back. Repose turned out to be the best wrong turn she ever made.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
People seem to be more interested in my name than where I get my ideas for my stories from. So I might as well share the story behind my name with all my readers.
My momma was born and raised in New Orleans. At the age of twenty, she met and fell in love with an Irishman named Patrick Riley Dwyer. Needless to say, the family was a bit taken aback by this as they hoped she would marry a family friend. It was a modern day arranged marriage kind of thing and my momma downright refused.
Being that my momma’s families were descendants of the original English speaking Southerners, they wanted the family blood line to stay pure. They were wealthy and my father’s family was poor.
Despite attempts by my grandpapa to make Patrick leave and destroy the love between them, my parents married. They recently celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary.
I am one of six children born to Patrick and Lynn Dwyer. I am a combination of both Irish and a true Southern belle. With a name like Dixie Lynn Dwyer it’s no wonder why people are curious about my name.
Just as my parents had a love story of their own, I grew up intrigued by the lifestyles of others. My imagination as well as my need to stray from the straight and narrow made me into the woman I am today.
Enjoy The Battlefield Series 1: Let It Go and allow your imagination to soar freely.
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