Darlings and Disorder for the Dom [Loving in Silver 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Lynn Stark

  After slicking his fingers with lube Colt began teasing the puckered flesh of his asshole. Avery’s breath caught in his throat. He had thought about the first time Colt had claimed him many times since. It was something he wanted to repeat. He wanted to belong to the man. He might not be someone looking to be tied up and punished, though a spanking might be fun, but he had enjoyed the control the other man exerted over him. The handcuffs encircling his wrists were a perfect example. Being controlled and dominated by Colt satisfied something deep down inside.

  When a slick finger pushed into him Avery sucked in a sharp breath. Even as he did so a hard mouth captured his. A tongue slid along his lips and he opened his mouth, giving Colt the access he demanded. Trembling, his body tightening as he gave himself up to the hot, demanding kiss, he let himself be swept away by a wave of indescribable pleasure. Colt’s tongue danced and mated with his, stroking and seducing, as his blood began to race along his veins. He inhaled once and caught the other man’s scent. Colt didn’t seem to wear cologne, something his senses appreciated. It was the warm, musky, masculine scent of an aroused male.

  A second finger joined the first, scissoring, stretching, preparing him for a third and then a fourth. Avery was wild with barely suppressed desire by the time Colt removed his skilled fingers and rose above him. Their mouths never parted. They shared breaths and heartbeats as Colt pushed the head of his cock against the guarding ring of muscles. He pushed beyond and Avery shuddered with pleasure as inch by inch the large cock stretched and filled his dark channel.

  Moaning, writhing, his arms straining against the restraints, Avery opened his eyes as Colt finally raised his head to look down at him.

  “Wrap your legs around my waist,” Colt said, thrusting forward so that his cock was now buried to the hilt.

  Avery did so, locking his ankles even as the hard flesh was withdrawn until it was nearly out, before being pushed back into the depths. His cock slapped his stomach as Colt rose up and began pounding into him, as if he had suddenly lost all control. With every forward thrust his prostate was pegged, sending a jolt of pleasure throughout his body. Mewling cries of pleasure left his lips. His head thrashed on the pillow between his restrained arms. He so wanted to touch Colt, to stroke him, to hold him close. He yearned for it with every fiber of his being.

  As if he read his mind Colt reached above him. The next thing he knew his wrists were free and he was able to touch the other man. He grasped broad shoulders and held on for dear life as he felt his orgasm quickly approaching.

  Strong arms slid beneath his shoulders. Avery was pulled close and held against a wide chest. He could feel the pounding of Colt’s heart, could hear harsh breathing close to his ear. His fingers curled into flexing muscles as his world shattered into a million glittering stars.

  Crying out, he held on for dear life as cum was pumped from his balls. It jetted in pearly ropes between their sweating bodies, covering them both. His asshole clenched hard on the flesh being fiercely pushed in and pulled out. Colt’s guttural groan of pleasure caused him to shudder hard as his body bowed. His heels dug into a firm ass as Colt pounded into him as he came, his cock expanding, hardening, filling Avery’s gripping channel with hot liquid.

  With one final gasp he collapsed limply onto the mattress.

  * * * *

  Colt chuckled as he levered himself up off the limp noodle lying beneath him. “You okay?”

  Long, golden brown lashes didn’t even flicker. Avery’s face was serene, as well as beautiful with the remnants of passion lingering on his high cheekbones.

  “Yeah. Yeah. It’s all good,” he whispered, smiling.

  Sky-blue eyes opened to look up at him. “I love you,” Colt told him in a husky voice, feeling the emotion welling up inside him. The pieces were coming together, fitting perfectly.

  “I love you, too. I’m sorry I freaked out.”

  “Perfectly understandable. It’s not easy for people who weren’t raised in Silver to so quickly accept the kinds of relationships here. I didn’t mean for you to think that I was about to throw you away.”

  “That was my fault.”

  Their bodies separated finally and both grimaced. Colt kissed him before leaving his side. He quickly took care of matters and returned to the bed. Seeing Avery snuggled down in the middle of it made his heart beat faster in his chest.

  After turning off the lights Colt lifted the covers and slipped in behind him. He pulled the smaller man back against his body. Soft, warm skin caressed his. He kissed Avery’s ear. “Are you asleep?”

  “Yes.”

  Colt chuckled at the sleepy response. “Good. I’m in no rush to go anywhere.”

  “Shouldn’t we go home?” Avery’s voice was getting softer, muzzier.

  “Not yet. We’ll go later.” He kissed the soft, warm spot beneath the man’s ear. “Go to sleep, baby.”

  “Okay.”

  Trust. The fact that Avery now trusted him meant everything to Colt. His arm tightened around the slight figure lying close to him. He pressed a kiss into soft blond curls and closed his eyes. Now that the man had decided to be with them, he finally felt at peace. The stress of the last few days was something he never wanted to experience again.

  Well, it was one stress eliminated. Now he had to watch and wait as Bliss and Clarissa peed on test strips each morning. While he had his doubts as to his ability to be a parent, he hated to see their disappointment when the results were negative. As terrified as he was, he was praying for more positive results.

  As determined as they were now to become pregnant, Colt knew it would not be long before there were squeals of joy, fierce hugs, fantastic lovemaking, and never-ending plans for the nursery for babies which would not arrive for months. Strangely, he was looking forward to it.

  Colt supposed they would have to curtail their time in the playroom soon. Tying his lovelies up into knots, flogging them, and pushing them to the edge, would have to be toned down, if not stopped altogether. They would talk to their doctor. She was a member of the Silver Edge, so it would not be an embarrassing conversation.

  A slender hand covered his where it was pressed against Avery’s chest, feeling his steady heartbeat. “Can we get a puppy?”

  Blinking, he was brought out of his thoughts. “I don’t see why not.”

  “Puppies are nice.”

  He wondered if Avery was awake. It was a very odd conversation. “Yes, they are very nice. Why don’t we talk more about it tomorrow?”

  “Okay.”

  There was no more movement or sound from Avery, so Colt guessed the man had been talking in his sleep. He chuckled and closed his eyes again, taking simple pleasure in just being next to the man.

  A sound woke him sometime later. Colt didn’t know how much time had passed. A smile curved his mouth as he heard whispers. There were two female and one male. He heard the rustling of clothing and more whispering.

  The bed dipped on both sides and he soon had Clarissa and her cold feet pressed against his back. Bliss was snuggling against the sleeping Avery and Gilly curved behind her. It was the first time they had all been in bed at the same time. It was the way it was supposed to be. A contented sigh escaped him as he fell back asleep.

  The morning came too soon for Colt. He rose gently from the bed and went to shower and dress. The four occupants of the bed were still fast asleep. He smiled and left the bedroom. Having a small apartment within the club was very convenient, though he hadn’t stayed over much since meeting Clarissa and Bliss.

  He owned several houses, but only used two of them regularly, the mid-century which appealed to his sense of order, and the house out on the ranch, which made him feel as if he were home. The family mansion in town was far too large for just the three of them, though he thought they might have to move there if his lovelies had as many babies as he suspected they wanted. The idea made him smile.

  The grim man walking into Colt’s office without knocking wiped the smile away. “What’s th
e problem?” He didn’t ask how the sheriff had gotten in on a Sunday morning. He had a key and knew the alarm code. “You don’t look happy.”

  “You’re right about that. Someone set fire to Avery’s truck at about three o’clock this morning.”

  Colt swore, feeling anger swelling up inside. “Was it set purposely?”

  “Chuck said it was.” Chuck was the fire chief and very knowledgeable about fires since they didn’t have an arson investigator. “Whoever did it wasn’t taking any chances there’d be anything left. The thing was doused with gas from bumper to bumper.” Grayson lifted his hat a moment to run his fingers through his hair. He jammed the hat back on his head. “I’m getting sick of these stupid fuckers coming in and doing crap like this in our town.”

  His friend Piper had been kidnapped by an obsessed bastard and had nearly lost her life in the process of thwarting his escape with her. The dust had only settled when her brother Mink, another good friend of his, had suffered his own close call with a crazy.

  “They’re letting Avery know that they’re aware of where he is. From what I know, it wasn’t any secret that he helped deliver the horse. He didn’t take any precautions. But he wasn’t planning on staying in Silver, either.”

  “Hopefully they don’t know Tristan and Alex are here. We’ve started patrols inside and out of town. Anyone we don’t know will be stopped and questioned.”

  It would be a job. With the town filled with winter visitors enjoying the skiing in the area, every officer would be working overtime. They would do what needed to be done, however. Even the citizens, when informed, would begin watching and listening for whomever it was responsible for bringing danger to their town.

  The door to the bedroom opened and Avery padded out, a blanket wrapped around his waist. He looked half asleep and totally adorable with his mussed blond curls.

  “I’ll trade you Roarke for him,” Grayson told in a throaty voice, looking Avery over.

  Colt saw the appreciation in the other man’s green eyes. They had been friends so long he knew Gray wasn’t serious. And Grayson and Roarke had been together forever, finally finding their third in Marley. The man was committed to his wife, partner, and now their twins. Still, he wasn’t dead yet and knew a beauty when he saw it.

  “I’m afraid that wouldn’t work out. I would kill Roarke within five minutes.”

  He pulled Avery into his lap, adjusting the blanket so he was covered. Then he began stroking the silky flesh over the flat stomach and ribs, completely avoiding the hardening cock rising from a nest of silky curls. The younger man snuggled his head against Colt’s shoulder and sighed. Looking down he saw that Avery was asleep again. Something was warmed by the fact that the man had woken and sought him out.

  Gray laughed. “Yeah, I’ve been tempted to do that a few times myself. You’re a lucky bastard, like me. You’ve found the people meant to be in your life.”

  “I have. It was a little touch and go there for a while, but I believe we’re heading in the right direction now.”

  “I’m happy for you and that’s as mushy as I’m going to get.” Gray glanced at Avery again. “When are you going to tell him?”

  “When he wakes up.”

  “I’m awake. I was just inhaling you. You smell good.” Avery opened his eyes and tipped his head back. “What do you want to tell me? It must be bad, because the sheriff is here. Did something happen to my brothers?” Stress pushed aside the sleepy quality to his voice. He sat up, grabbing the top of the blanket so it didn’t slip.

  “No, they’re safe. It’s your truck. Someone set it on fire.”

  “My father?”

  “We don’t know,” Gray told him grimly. “It happened early this morning. No one saw a thing. And trust me when I say that. In Silver, people are more than willing to get involved. That includes gossip, prying into your business, and treating you like family once they get to know you. That’s not always a good thing, but it’s the way the town works.”

  Avery nodded and slid off his lap. Colt missed him the moment he was gone. “Are you okay, Avery?” he asked gently.

  “Yeah, I’m good. Not much surprises me about my father anymore. But he can’t scare me. I’ve gotten beyond that.” He gave Colt a brilliant smile. “And I have several reasons why I’m not running and hiding anymore.” He looked at Gray. “You’ll let me know what you find out, won’t you, Sheriff?”

  Gray nodded. “I’ll let you know as soon as I do. We’re collecting recordings from several security cameras. We’ll see if they happened to pick up something.”

  The sheriff left after that. Colt rose from his chair and headed for Avery. Big blue eyes looked up at him through golden lashes. “As tempted as I am to take you back in there, I have plans. They serve brunch on Sunday mornings over at the Silver Star Hotel. I thought that would be a nice way to start our day.”

  Avery’s face fell. “All my clothes were in the truck, since I was on my way back home. All I have to wear is what I wore to work yesterday.”

  Knowing the man didn’t want to be seen in the fancy restaurant in dirty work clothes, though it wouldn’t have bothered Colt in the least, he tried to think of a quick solution. “What about your brothers? Could you borrow clean jeans from one of them?”

  A giggle left Avery as he smacked a palm to his forehead. “Geez, I must not be awake yet. Yes, let me call them.” Another frown. “My phone was in the truck, too.”

  “Not a problem. Do you remember their numbers?”

  Avery nodded as he took the phone from Colt. He began walking around the office, the blanket trailing behind him. As he walked by Colt he snagged it, grinning as Avery’s slender body was exposed. A tongue poked out at him as he began speaking with one of his brothers. The first thing he did was to reassure himself that they were both fine. The tension which had built up eased. Colt could actually see the man’s body sag a little with relief.

  “Invite them to brunch. We’ll go at ten, so if they can bring your clothes over here, we can leave together.”

  The request for clothes and the invitation were quickly made. Tristan, Alex, and Angel would be there soon. Colt pocketed his phone then reached for Avery, pulling him close. Lowering his head he kissed him until the man was squirming in his arms. The hard cock pressed against him spoke volumes.

  Colt smiled as he raised his head. Avery practically glowed. “You’re mine now, Avery Crandall. I won’t let you go. Do you accept that?”

  “Yes, I accept that, as long as you are never abusive.” He peeked through his thick lashes again. “And you get me a puppy.”

  “That’s your engagement present? I was thinking more along the lines of a ring.”

  “Okay, I wouldn’t want to hurt your feelings. I’ll take the ring, too.” He rose up on his toes and kissed Colt on the mouth. “I love you.”

  “I love you, too. Now go get a shower before the others wake up. Otherwise we’ll never get out of here.”

  In the end Colt had to go into the bedroom to keep everyone under control. Bliss and Gilly were tangling the sheets and he could hear Avery begging for mercy in the bathroom. He walked in to find Clarissa on her knees with Avery’s cock in her mouth. She had obviously attached herself to him as he dried his hair because the towel was partially over his head. He looked helplessly at Colt with blue eyes so wide he could drown in them.

  “I told her we were going to be late, but she’s doing it anyway,” Avery gasped, his hips beginning to flex instinctively as she took his cock down to the root. A slender hand began caressing his balls and his eyes closed. “I guess she can finish. We won’t be that late.”

  Chuckling and shaking his head, Colt saw a great deal of disorder in his future. He wondered where that part of him had gone that loved absolute order and control in his life. It seemed it had been chipped away slightly when he had met Clarissa and Bliss. There were definite signs of crumbling with Gilly and Avery in his life.

  That wasn’t to say he wouldn’t be the Dom he was
. He would provide the stability they needed, the domination they craved, and he would give them the respect and love they had a right to. Previous submissives had never touched this part of him which wanted to love and share his heart and his life with them.

  It didn’t take long for Clarissa to take Avery over the edge. His beautiful man shouted his release, his body jerking and slumping weakly. Colt caught him close and pressed a kiss to his parted lips.

  Clarissa bent forward and pressed her forehead to his foot. Colt admired the line of her back, her heart-shaped ass as she silently begged his forgiveness for her bratty behavior.

  “Enough. Get dressed. You will receive your punishment when we get home.”

  The tremor which went through her body told him just how much she was anticipating her punishment. Clarissa jumped to her feet and ran into the bedroom. He heard the door to the large closet open and knew she was searching for the perfect outfit to wear for brunch.

  “I’m sorry, Colt,” Avery said, his cheekbones covered in a blush. “I’m very weak.”

  Chuckling, Colt bent to kiss his beautiful little weakling. “It’s not your fault. Those two could tempt the most devoted saint into doing the most sinful acts.”

  “Well, then I’m doomed, because I’m nowhere near being a saint.”

  Colt kissed him again. “And I’m very happy about that. Maybe when we get home you would like to wear something pretty? I certainly never got to see the things you bought when you went shopping with Bliss and Clarissa.”

  As Avery smiled shyly and nodded Colt patted him on the ass and went into the bedroom. Gilly was a panting, exhausted mess on the bed, staring at the ceiling with unseeing eyes. Colt admired the man’s muscular body before he leaned over and kissed him.

  “Will you survive?” he teased, straightening.

  “Maybe. Your women sure do know how to tempt a man.”

  “Our women,” Colt corrected. “And, yes, they’ve become quite the seductresses over the past few years. Now, get up. You can probably find one of my shirts to wear, if you like. I really will have to punish those two brats for making us late. I am never late.”