by Sophie Oak
Something huge was building in Tess. It pulsed softly at first and then steadily grew. Tess fought for it. She found the rhythm and rode it, moving her hips in time with their clever cocks. Curt’s chest heaved, and she felt Kevin’s strokes become frantic. When Curt pinched her clit, she went straight over the edge. Wild pleasure speared through her. It invaded her veins like liquid fire.
She groaned around Mike’s cock, swallowing as he pressed against the back of her throat.
“Oh, querida,” he shouted as cum spurted from his cock. It filled her mouth as the other men began to come.
Curt bucked up. His cock pulsed as he came. He slammed his hips up and ground himself into her. Kevin pressed his cock deep in her ass as he came. He pumped in over and over as though he didn’t want to miss a drop of cum.
Mike slid back, his sated cock popping out of her mouth.
Kevin fell forward. Tess was pushed into Curt’s arms. He held her tightly, and she could feel his heart racing. Her own was pounding, the blood rushing through her veins. It was a rapid beat at first and then slowed to a languid pulse. Her skin was slick with sweat, and she was surrounded by them. Her ear was against Curt’s heart. Kevin covered her back. Mike’s hand came in to stroke her hair. She was safe and loved.
“You ready to play offense this time, princess?” Curt grinned up at her.
Tess brought her head up and looked from man to man. None of them seemed anything less than serious at having another go. She was in so much trouble.
Kevin flipped her over, and the boys rearranged their toy. Tess sighed as she felt hands caressing her, heating her up all over again.
It really wasn’t so bad to take one for the team.
Epilogue
Tess stood at the edge of the railing, her heart in her throat as Curt dropped back into the pocket. She felt sick. Five seconds left. The Bandits were six points down and on their own thirty-yard line. It looked so bleak, but Tess just gripped the railing and sent a silent prayer to the universe.
Please, please, please, please.
Randy broke free, his legs taking him far from defenders who would run him down. He ran with grace and power, but Curt was in trouble. Tess screamed as she saw a beefy linebacker break past the offensive line like a steamroller running straight for Curt. Curt didn’t flinch. He stood firm in the pocket, waiting.
Out of nowhere, Kevin smashed into the defensive player threatening his quarterback. The crack was audible through the massive stadium, and Tess felt her heart clench until his hand came up. He gave her a thumbs-up to let her know that he wasn’t broken. He was so reckless on the field he’d taken to giving her some sign that he was okay.
Then all of her attention was on Curt and the football that rocketed out of his hand. One hundred thousand people held their breath as the championship hung on one final play. The air seemed to still as that small leather ball flew. It was like a missile, never wavering from its destination, and Tess began to cry even before it reached Randy. She knew that it would happen. It had to.
The roar was deafening as Randy’s sure hands brought the ball in, and he sprinted for the end zone. The clock went to zero, and Tess couldn’t hold in her joy.
The season had been amazing, but everything about her life had changed since the day she’d accepted their love. After a few weeks of trying the dating thing, they’d all given in and done what they wanted to do in the first place. They moved into Curt’s place together. She slept with them on alternating nights, though more often than not they all ended up in a heap on the big bed in the dungeon.
Her book was back on track. She had a series of lectures coming up now that the Bandits’ team owner credited her for getting his team to the championship. She’d become an advisor and held sessions with all the players. Once Curt had gotten onboard with her system, everything else had fallen into place. She’d put off traveling until her men could come with her, but with Curt’s retirement looming, she would be working a lot.
Tess wiped happy tears from her eyes as the point after touchdown was set up. Mike’s kick was utterly flawless, and finally the Bandits were league champs. The players on the field quickly surrounded Curt and Randy. She saw Kevin and Mike lifting Curt on their shoulders as some of the other players doused Coach Wilde with a barrel of Gatorade.
The Bandits were finally a true team. They weren’t the only ones. She, Curt, Mike, and Kevin were a team, too. A strange and wonderful family. She had loved watching the three men become the best of friends and true partners as the year went by.
The first time she’d really seen them in action had been her sister’s wedding. She smiled at the memory. She’d shown up with three hot athletes on her arm and hadn’t given any explanation except to say that they were her dates. The boys had been obvious with their affection, and Janie had complained that she stole the spotlight. Tess really hadn’t tried to. She couldn’t help it that no one could take their eyes off her men.
Tess jumped and screamed with the crowd as confetti began to flow. She watched as her men turned and, dodging reporters and crazed fans, began jogging her way. Tess waved and blew them kisses, but they didn’t stop until they were at the railing. Curt held up his arms, Mike and Kevin helping him bring her onto the field.
Tess leapt over the railing, into their arms, and into her future.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Prior to becoming a novelist, Sophie worked in theater and comic books. She lives in Fort Worth, Texas with her husband and three precocious children, who wonder when mom is going to write a book they will be allowed to read. Her answer: probably never. Sophie believes in happy endings for everyone, no matter how extreme the story. Her stories may feature some of the fringe elements of sexuality, but at heart they are always about love. Small Town Siren, Siren in the City, Three to Ride (Nights in Bliss, Colorado 1), Away From Me and Two to Love (Bliss, Colorado 2) are available now. Sophie loves to hear from readers. Please feel free to contact her at www.sophieoak.com.
Chloe Lang began devouring romance novels during summers between college semesters as a respite to the rigors of her studies. Soon, her lifelong addiction was born, and to this day, she typically reads three or four books every week.
For years, the very shy Chloe tried her hand at writing romance stories, but shared them with no one. After many months of prodding by an author friend, Sophie Oak, she finally relented and let Sophie read one. As the prodding turned to gentle shoves, Chloe ultimately did submit something to Siren-BookStrand. The thrill of a life happened for her when she got the word that her book would be published.
Chloe’s family consists of a wonderful man she’s been married to for twelve years and a precious daughter.
Also by Sophie Oak
Ménage Amour: Texas Sirens 1: Small Town Siren
Ménage Amour: Texas Sirens 2: Siren in the City
Ménage Amour: Nights in Bliss, Colorado 1: Three to Ride
Ménage Everlasting: Nights in Bliss, Colorado 2: Two to Love
Siren Classic: Away From Me
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