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

by Lynn Stark

  Wrapping a hand behind a slender thigh, Colt urged Avery to give him his cock. “Come on, baby. Let me suck your beautiful cock.”

  Slender hips bucked forward as Colt opened his mouth and Bliss fed Avery’s cock into his mouth. The man’s flavor exploded on his tongue. Colt sucked and licked Avery’s cock until the man was a bucking, moaning mess. As he pleasured him he teased the line between the shapely little buttocks, moving closer and closer to his target, stroking as he went. Avery mewled and moaned, his body beginning to jerk spasmodically. When he felt lube being applied to his fingers Colt guessed that Bliss had gone for it. Even as he began lubing Avery’s tight little rosette his own hips jerked. Clarissa and Gilly were both kissing and licking his cock, taking turns sucking it. They both had distinctive techniques, yet enthusiasm seemed to be overruling style at the moment. He didn’t care. At that moment the house could have blown up around them and he wouldn’t have been able to halt what was taking place there on the sofa.

  Avery’s hips jerked, sending his cock down Colt’s throat. He was prepared for the other man’s reaction.

  “Sorry,” Avery muttered, clearly embarrassed.

  When he tried to pull back Colt held him in place and pushed his finger through the ring of muscle. Avery’s groan was an obvious sign that he had forgotten his moment of embarrassment and was being enveloped once again in the fiery cloak of pleasure they were creating together.

  Once Avery began pushing back on his thrusting finger Colt added a second. He thrust them in and out of the man’s asshole, working, stroking, until Avery’s slender body jerked and his cock began throbbing in Colt’s mouth. He swallowed the tangy, salty cum, savoring it as it splashed across his tongue. He sucked and licked, giving the man as much pleasure as he could as Avery’s body bowed in the final moments of his release. Colt looked up to see the man’s head thrown back, his long hair falling over his shoulders and chest. He was incredibly beautiful and the sight of that beauty, so lost in his enthrallment, sent Colt flying and into the same incredible place. Fiery stars exploded behind his eyelids and stole his breath away as his heart thundered in his chest. Incredible.

  Hot mouths on Colt’s body licked and kissed. Warm hands caressed him, soothing him in the final moments. When he had recovered he sat up and looked at his four loves as they kneeled before him.

  Colt smiled gently. “How did one man get so lucky? What a birthday present.”

  “And wedding gift,” Bliss reminded him, giggling, her gray eyes sparkling like jewels.

  He bent to kiss her lips. “And wedding gift,” he agreed. “Now, why don’t we take this to the bedroom?”

  Avery stood up and reached for his clothes. “I have to go take care of Joey. I won’t be long.”

  “Take him to the end of the garage. There’s an enclosed area there.”

  It was a shame to watch the man’s fantastic body being covered by clothing. Colt felt the regret as he watched.

  Avery nodded. “Yeah, with all the snow he’ll probably want to play.”

  After he left them to go get the dog, Colt rose from the couch and stretched. He snagged up his discarded slacks and pulled them on, then slid his feet into his shoes. His need for neatness kept him from leaving his clothes downstairs. Maybe it was an OCD thing. Whatever it was, they wouldn’t be leaving a mess behind. Bliss and Clarissa picked up the rest of the discarded clothing.

  “Come along. I need to care for you, my sweet Bliss. And, Clarissa, don’t think your punishment has been forgotten. I believe Gilly will be the one to give it to you.”

  Clarissa seemed positively giddy with the plan. Both women truly were incorrigible, but he wouldn’t want them any other way. Hell, he thought, his life would be positively boring without them and boredom was something he didn’t deal well with.

  He admired shapely asses as they climbed the stairs. He carried the champagne and apple juice while Gilly carried the glasses.

  “I like how straight you got the lines,” Gilly said, admiring the red stripes on Bliss’s smooth ass cheeks. “Do you think I should use my hand on Clarissa? Or would a paddle be better?”

  They entered the bedroom and Gilly stopped dead in the doorway to whistle. “Wow, now this is a bedroom!” The whole wall opposite the bed was glass, providing yet another spectacular view of the high, snowy mountain peaks in the distance. At the moment they were glowing in the moonlight. He walked to the window after setting the glasses down on the coffee table near a grouping of overstuffed chairs and a sofa. “Hey, there’s a car coming up the drive.”

  Colt frowned and walked to the window. “No one should be coming up. Anyone who knows me would have called.”

  The car stopped at the gate, of course. There was a call button, but even after several seconds no one used it. His frown deepened as his concern grew. Avery was still outside. Going to the wall safe he punched in the code and pulled out his 9mm and a clip. He pushed it into the grip and headed for the door, hoping as he did so that Avery would come inside and not investigate the visitors. Colt did not have a good feeling about this.

  Going through the side door of the garage, he looked around. Joey was in the enclosure, standing anxiously at the gate. He racked the chamber on the pistol, loading a cartridge into it. Walking swiftly along the path Elliot had cleared, he stayed close to the wall. When Joey came up to him he stroked the dog’s head, hoping he didn’t bark. Taking great care he looked around the corner and down the seventy-five feet or so between the house and the gate.

  One man was already over the gate and straddling Avery on the ground. Another was on his way over to join his buddy. The gate and stone wall were high enough to deter wandering vacationers. They hadn’t really been meant for protection. He had never lived in fear of something happening to him. He would have to rethink that once this situation was concluded. He wasn’t going to risk the safety of his loved ones.

  Colt blinked when the guy straddling Avery went flying up and back, falling into the snow. When the other guy rushed forward he raised the pistol and fired. The one Avery had managed to free himself from looked like he was ready to give up, but Avery had other ideas. He launched himself at the other man and began punching him. By the time Colt hurried forward the guy was bleeding profusely.

  Gilly appeared and brushed past Colt to go after the guy with the bullet in his shoulder. He yanked the man’s hands behind his back, completely unsympathetic as he yelped in pain. Colt heard handcuffs click shut.

  “I called the sheriff. He has a deputy up this way on patrol. He’ll be here in a few minutes.”

  “Good. If I have to look at them too much longer I may feel the need to shoot the other one.”

  Gilly came to stand beside him. They watched as Avery continued to fight with who Colt suspected was one of Benson Crandall’s friends. Wanting them to leave, telling them to do so, had obviously been expecting too much.

  “Avery’s got some pretty good skills.” When Avery spun suddenly, his foot high in the air, connecting with the other man’s jaw, they were both suitably impressed. Gilly whistled. “Correction, he has some excellent skills. I don’t know if I’m going to try to wear his red shoes again.”

  Laughing, Colt shook his head. Now that the adrenaline was burning off, he was beginning to feel the cold. Clarissa and Bliss appeared. They were holding clothes for him. He tucked the pistol in his waistband before he pulled on the sweater, and then the coat and gloves.

  “Go back in,” he told them. “There’s no point in all of us freezing our asses off.”

  “We will. We just wanted to be sure Avery was okay. Looks like someone messed with the wrong guy.”

  They hurried back into the house even as flashing blue and red lights appeared. Colt went down to open the gate to let the deputy in. Then he went to save the bad guy from his little warrior. Once he reached Avery, Colt pulled him to him, hugging him tightly.

  “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah. I never expected my dad to send people up here. Hell, I fi
gured they would just leave and never come back. I guess I was wrong.”

  He noticed Avery was barely out of breath. “Where did you learn to fight like that?”

  Avery laughed as he looked up at him. His eyes sparkled in the moonlight. “My grandfather insisted that we take martial arts lessons. We were so much smaller than other kids our age that we were always getting our butts kicked.”

  “Well, it certainly proved useful.” Colt looked away to where the deputy was dragging the guy out of the snow and putting handcuffs on him. He was bleeding like a sieve. He was so proud of his lover. He hugged him tight. “I’m glad you didn’t get hurt. Now, let’s wrap this up so we can go have some more fun.”

  Avery nodded, grinning. “Fun. I like fun.”

  The fun they were looking forward to after the brief skirmish with Crandall’s men was put off when they realized that yet another man had been able to get into the house while they had been occupied. Tense, his heart pounding heavily in his chest, Colt sent Gilly toward the stairs leading to the second floor from the living room. Avery stood at the back door with Joey while Colt went up the stairs from the kitchen.

  There were outraged shouts coming from upstairs. Colt forgot about stealth and took the stairs two at a time, then ran down the hallway to the master bedroom. When he entered it he found only Clarissa and Bliss. They were running after someone he couldn’t see and even as he tried to head them off he made a mental note to speak to them about taking unnecessary risks.

  “Stop,” he shouted, relieved when they froze in their tracks. They turned angry and frightened faces to him. “How many?”

  “Just one,” Clarissa said, her lips tight as she grabbed Bliss and hugged her close. “It was one of those men from the hotel. One of Crandall’s men. They want Avery.”

  When Colt heard a loud crash from downstairs he brushed past them. “Stay here!”

  Looking over the gallery railing Colt saw Gilly rolling around on the floor and trading punches with a man. Hurrying down the stairs he grabbed the intruder’s shoulder just as Gilly put his fist against the side of the guy’s nose. There was a distinct crack. The flow of blood was spontaneous. Gilly rolled away quickly even as Colt shoved him flat to the floor, pinning him between the shoulders.

  “Don’t bleed all over the floor. Gilly, I need another pair of handcuffs and something to dam up this flood. Avery, go see if the deputy is still here.”

  Once Crandall’s man was secured and a towel was shoved into his hand so he could press it against his face, Colt squatted down in front of him.

  “You’re fucking lucky I didn’t kill you. I shot one of your buddies.” Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself before he went on. “You really fucked up. You’ll be going to jail now. If I know anything about men like Crandall, he’s going leave you hanging. You’re on your own, unless you tell the sheriff everything you know. It’s your only chance to save yourself. Do you understand?”

  The fear in the man’s eyes was unmistakable. He nodded vigorously just as Grayson Evans entered the room, a decidedly cold expression on his face.

  “Everyone okay in here?” he asked as he switched handcuffs on the man.

  “Yes, fortunately. He got up into the bedroom with Clarissa and Bliss. They chased him off.” Colt didn’t know whether to reward or punish them for their boldness. They could so easily have been hurt. The thought chilled him to the bone. “Someone needs to find Crandall and put a stop to this.”

  “It’s not just Crandall.” The towel muffled the man’s voice, but his message was clear. “It started with him. But there are others he’s associated with that are just as determined to get Avery and his brothers. They want to make an example of them, prove that they can be treated so they won’t be gay any longer.”

  Colt was furious. He wanted to beat the crap out of this backward-thinking asshole and his associates.

  He knew there was no point in saying it, but he did so anyway. “You cannot change peoples’ sexuality. They are born straight, gay, bisexual, and transgender. That’s just the way it is and you, and people like you, need to realize that and accept it.”

  “It’s not natural. No one is born that way and we’ll prove it!”

  They had all heard enough. Grayson yanked the man toward the door. “You won’t have time to prove anything,” he told him roughly. “There’s a very good chance you and your buddies will be spending some serious time in prison.” To Colt, he said, “We’ll be looking for Crandall and any others of these nut jobs that might be creeping around.”

  Hoping that this nasty business with Crandall and his associates could be brought to an end quickly, and without further incident, Colt turned his attention to his four loves.

  Bliss and Clarissa were wrapped in fluffy robes and looking like fierce kittens as they glared in the direction of the handcuffed man being walked out by Grayson. As soon as he held out a hand to them they hurried to him, throwing themselves against his body as they sought comfort.

  Gilly and Avery were cleaning the floor, gloves, rags, and disinfectant in use as they worked silently and quickly.

  “Come upstairs when you’re finished,” he told them gently. “We’ll end this night the way it should have been. It’s our wedding night, after all.”

  An hour later, warm and relaxed from hot showers, the five of them were finally in bed. The lights were off, but moonlight shone through the glass wall, illuminating them on the bed.

  The view of the glowing, snow-covered mountains in the distance was one Colt never tired of seeing. He could stare at it for hours at a time, always noting something new or interesting.

  But tonight, their wedding night, there were other things to capture his attention. When Gilly leaned over him, they smiled at one another. Then Gilly was lowering his mouth to Colt’s, teasing his lips with the tip of his tongue until Colt opened his mouth.

  As the passion flared to life between them Colt was vaguely aware of Avery being chased around the bedroom by Clarissa and Bliss. He grabbed Gilly and pulled him close, loving the feel of the other man’s solid body pressed against his. His hands swept down over the smooth skin covering solid muscle. Making love to a man was so very different than making love to a woman. He reveled in the differences, appreciating the male scent, the strength, the cock rubbing against his.

  Colt was about to reach for a condom and lube when three laughing people jumped on the bed, tumbling and wrestling with one another. A moment later they were swarming him and Gilly. Knowing he had completely lost control, Colt laughed and joined in the light-hearted moment.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Gilly resisted the urge to pinch himself again. Not only had he come to Silver to find love, he was staring into a future of success with his chocolate shop. The place was busy from the moment it opened until closing. Angel and Alex worked tirelessly with him to create sweet delicacies. Display cases were virtually empty by the end of the day. And with Christmas fast approaching they were taking orders for gifts.

  Yes, all in all, his personal life and his professional life were going very well, despite working eighteen hours a day and all but falling into bed every night. If he didn’t have such tempting lovers there would be no way his dick would get hard. But somehow they managed to stoke his interest until it was burning bright and hot. That didn’t mean that he didn’t all but fall asleep afterward, but he suffered their teasing about that with good cheer. It wasn’t in his nature to be grumpy. He loved Colt, Avery, Clarissa, and Bliss. He would do anything for them and knew that they would do anything for him, as well.

  Leaning his hip against the stainless steel table, Gilly crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes. It wasn’t unusual for him to stand and nap for a few minutes. The days were long and he took his rest when he was able. A smile curved his mouth as he thought of the night before. Colt was training him in the proper use of all the wickedly delightful things to be found in their playroom.

  Since Bliss and Clarissa were officially pregna
nt the discipline meted out to them was not as severe as it had been before. They were so happy about their pregnancies that they did little more than whimper their disappointment that their pleasures would be curtailed for the time being. It was a tradeoff they were willing to make.

  Avery had taken their place on the St. Andrew’s cross when Colt felt he had practiced enough on the dummy. Gilly had also had to be bound to it, learning what the subs would feel. Though neither he nor Avery had ever truly had a desire to be bound and whipped before arriving in Silver, they both had come when the sting of the flogger on their flesh had sent them flying. Now they argued as to which of them would go first when Colt was in the mood to discipline for an infraction or was training. Who knew?

  Chuckling, Gilly knew he had to open his eyes soon and get back to work. The heavenly scent of chocolate filled his nostrils. It was something he could never tire of. He could hear Alex working in the back of the kitchen. He had hired three others, which lightened the workload for everyone else. Still, the days were long. Long, but very satisfying.

  “Ooohhh! Someone’s thinking about something naughty!” Angel teased.

  Opening his eyes Gilly looked down at the man. He was an ornery guy with a heart of gold. Even after all of this time he still didn’t know his story. Whatever had happened in Angel’s past had left shadows in his dark eyes and scars on his heart. He never probed, though he had made it clear that he was willing to listen. Angel had only nodded at the time, but offered nothing.

  “No, not naughty. Very, very wicked,” Gilly corrected. He changed the subject away from the personal one. “I was thinking we should make miniature, chocolate-filled cream puffs once a month.”

  Angel danced around, wiggling his hips. “That’s a fantastic idea! I’ll work it into the schedule.”

  Gilly smiled and straightened. “You do that. Just remember not to take anything of mine off the board.”

  The small man glowered at him for a moment before stomping back toward the door leading to the front of the store. “Fine! But I don’t know what I can take off my list. Everything is so popular. By the way, I need you to come out to see what I’ve done with the decorations and the girls want to see you.”