Triple H Ranch [Slick Rock 13] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Becca Van

  Barry squatted on his haunches in front of Cat and brushed her hair from her face. “He won’t ever hurt you again, baby.”

  “He’s dead?”

  “Yes, Cat, your uncle’s dead.” Hank helped her to sit up and maneuvered in behind her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and over the top of her breasts.

  “Thank you,” Cat said in a hoarse voice, and then she started to cry. Great big sobs wracked her small frame and tears trickled down her face. Her body shook and shuddered as she cried out her relief and the effects of an adrenaline crash. By the time she’d cried herself out, the doc was there.

  After Doc checked her over, cleaned the wound on her hip, and sealed it with butterfly adhesives since the tear wasn’t deep enough for stitches. After giving instructions on how to keep the injury clean, he left.

  “I need to clean up.” Cat tried to get to her feet.

  “No, you need to rest,” Hank said emphatically.

  “We have people arriving,” Cat stated.

  “I don’t care,” Hank replied.

  “I do. We planned a party for your birthday and we are going to celebrate. Nothing is going to stop us from having some fun.”

  Hank sighed in resignation. What he should be doing was carrying Cat to bed so she could sleep. He could see that she was exhausted, but he knew arguing would be pointless since there was determination in her eyes. “Okay.”

  “Sabrina, could you help me clean up?” Cat asked.

  “Sure.” Sabrina smiled.

  Hank, David, and Barry helped Cat to her feet, and after she kissed each of them lightly on the lips, she left the room. He knew it was going to take him a long time to get over seeing her in the hands of a madman with a gun to her head, but at least she was alive and safe.

  The moment Sheriffs Luke Sun-Walker and Damon Osborn arrived, they took statements and assured the men it was a clear-cut case of self-defense. Luke also explained that the woman who’d been working as an assistant to the sheriff in Coeur d’Alene was missing and presumed dead.

  “That bitch was passing on information?” Hank asked angrily.

  “It’s only speculation but we think so,” Damon said.

  “We think Max Ball killed her,” Luke explained. “There’s a BOLO out on her car, but we know her credit cards were being used by Ball.”

  “Shit. I hope they find her.” Hank sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

  “So do we,” Luke agreed.

  The sheriffs left to finish up their duty but promised to come back when they were done to party with their brothers, friends, and women.

  Hank watched Cat as she came back into the room with a smile on her face. He was glad she no longer had shadows and fear in her eyes and looked happy.

  He walked up to her and hugged her to his body kissing the top of her head, and breathing in her delectable scent.

  They had a long happy life to look forward to. The emptiness in his heart was gone and filled with peace and love. He couldn’t have asked for a more amazing woman as Catalina Ball.

  Hopefully, she would agree to become Catalina Heritage.

  Epilogue

  Cat wiped the steam from the mirror and started to braid her hair.

  Apparently her uncle had killed three other women, including the assistant to the sheriff in Coeur d’Alene. Unbeknownst to her, the coroner and forensics team had been working in the paddock at the scene of Max’s death to clarify the statements they had all given, and had taken DNA from her uncle. She hated that other families had lost a loved one like she had, but that hadn’t been her fault. She’d had her parents taken from her, too. While she was sure her uncle had justified what he done because of money, Cat was now certain he’d been totally insane.

  Thankfully he could no longer hurt anyone else.

  It had been a week since they had celebrated Hank’s birthday, and although the day had started out in terror for them all, it had ended with laughs.

  The barbecue had gone off without a hitch, and she’d never forget the look of wonder when she’d given him his birthday present. However, she was becoming agitated with her men because the cut on her hip was almost gone, and none of them had touched her in a sexual way no matter how hard she tried to entice them otherwise. She was at the end of her tether and wasn’t sure how to go about changing their minds.

  In a way, she was thankful that they had kept things platonic for the first few days, because she had been sore and not just because of the ragged tear in her skin. Her muscles had protested too after fighting with her deceased uncle, but she was healed and each little touch of their hands, peck of their lips, or the scent of their natural aromas when they were close by was driving her insane. And because of what had happened there was always one of them nearby.

  When she entered the bedroom and saw her new cell phone on the dresser, she decided to call Sabrina and ask for some advice.

  “Hi, Cat, how are you?” Sab greeted.

  “Frustrated.”

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing really.” Cat drew a deep breath. “My guys haven’t made love to me since Hank’s birthday. Nothing I do has broken their control and I’m at my wits end.”

  Sab giggled. “Are they in the house still?”

  “Yeah, in the kitchen. They decided to let the ranch hands do the chores today.”

  “Go out to the kitchen naked. The windows are tinted, so the ranch hands can’t see in.”

  “Do you think that will work?” Cat asked.

  “Yes,” Sab whispered. “Every time.”

  “Okay.”

  Sab giggled. “Go get ’em, girl. We’ll talk later.”

  Cat stared at her phone after Sabrina hung up, placed it back on the dresser, drew in a deep steadying breath, and tugged the towel from around her body before draping it over the back of the sofa.

  She crept down the hallway, across the living room, and paused outside the kitchen door.

  It’s now or never, girl.

  Cat stepped into the doorway, struck a confident and hopefully sexy pose before running a hand down the side of her body. Hank, Barry, and David stared at her in what looked like shock, and she wondered if they were ever going to do something as they stood still as statues. She held her breath, felt heat begin to suffuse her cheeks, and was about to turn and bolt but stopped when all three of them began to smile.

  With slow deliberation, Hank placed his coffee mug on the counter and stalked toward her. David began to cough and thumped his chest before he hurried after Hank, but Barry rushed past both of his brothers as he raced toward her.

  Cat giggled and spun on her heel to rush away, but she only made it one step before she was scooped up into muscular arms.

  “You sure you’re ready for this, baby?” Barry asked as he entered the master bedroom.

  “I’ve been ready for days,” she answered honestly.

  “Good.” Barry dropped her into the middle of the mattress and pounced.

  Cat moaned as their lips met in a hot, hungry kiss. By the time he broke the kiss, they were both panting heavily. Barry got to his feet and quickly shucked his clothes.

  David and Hank, who were already naked, climbed up onto the bed, their hands caressing all over her body. Her breasts were cupped, kneaded, and sucked. Her stomach was stroked, building her need for the three men she loved more than her own life.

  Barry grabbed her ankles, pulled her down toward the end of the bed, and shoved his face into her pussy.

  Cat groaned and bucked as he licked through her folds, over her clit, and dipped his tongue into her cunt. David leaned over and slanted his mouth over hers, his tongue twirling around and rubbing along hers.

  She almost cried with frustration when Barry lifted his mouth from her pussy, but then she was being lifted from the bed. Hank pulled her against his chest, and after shifting her so that she was straddling his hips, he lowered her down onto his thick, hard cock.

  Cat gasped and moaned, her nails digging in
to the skin on his chest.

  “You feel so fucking good, sweetheart,” Hank rasped.

  “So do you,” she panted.

  “Hold still, darlin’,” David ordered as he came up behind her, placing his hand on her shoulder and pressing her down.

  Cat shifted on her knees, her internal muscles clenching around Hank’s cock, making them both groan.

  She shivered when David caressed a lube-covered finger over her ass and then pressed it in. She tried to keep still and her muscles relaxed, but it was so hard when she wanted them so much. She was shaking with desire, with her need to have all her men loving her at the same time.

  The moment David drew his fingers from her bottom, he replaced it with the tip of his hard dick. He shoved forward, making her sob with pleasure as he slowly filled her anus until he was balls deep.

  “Sit up, baby,” Barry commanded breathlessly.

  With Hank and David’s help, Cat sat up, whimpering when their cocks drove in a little more. She was frantic now, the fire inside her was traveling through her veins, and she was one big incessant ache of hunger.

  She turned toward Barry, immediately reaching out to wrap her hand around the base of his cock and she pumped him a few times. He made a growly sound in the back of his throat and his eyes slid closed. She leaned over the couple of centimeters needed to take him in her mouth and licked around teasingly over the head of his cock.

  “Stop teasing me, Cat. I need you. Suck my cock, baby.”

  Cat opened her mouth and sucked him in as far as she could go before drawing back over his length again. She rubbed the sensitive spot with her tongue, hollowed her cheeks, and sucked him back in. Just as she got a nice rhythm going, Hank and David began to move.

  Hank drew from her pussy, and as he drove back in, David eased from her ass.

  Cat bobbed her head faster, gripped Barry’s cock firmer, and pumped her hand quicker.

  David and Hank counterthrust in and out of her anus and cunt, moving faster, harder, and deeper each time they shoved back into her body.

  Cat hummed and moaned, rocking her hips in sync with her lovers, keeping pace with her mouth. The only sounds to break the silence in the room were their heavy breathing, the grunts and groans her men made, and her moaning.

  Cat’s heart was full of love and joy and as she raced toward the pinnacle, she gave herself over to her loving men.

  The friction grew hotter, the fire burned brighter, and the coil grew tauter.

  Just as Cat reached her peak with a short scream, Barry began to come in her mouth. She sucked and swallowed, drinking down his seed until he flopped onto the mattress. Her body quaked and quavered as her climax went on and on and on.

  David roared as he stroked into her ass, his cock pulsing and twitching as he, too, reached orgasm.

  Hank slammed into her one more time and groaned loudly as he fell over the edge, his dick jerking and jolting as he filled her cunt with his cum.

  Cat flopped onto Hank’s chest, snuggling up to him as David peppered her back with kisses and stroked her flesh.

  Barry clasped her hand, lifting it to his mouth before kissing the back of it.

  Cat had never been happier in her life. She was where she was meant to be, surrounded by the three Heritage brothers on the Triple H Ranch.

  David pulled from her ass, rolled to his feet, and headed to the bathroom to clean up. Hank gently lifted her from his body, as Barry fluffed the pillow on the bed, and then she was sitting against the headboard.

  Both Hank and Barry stood and looked toward the bathroom door, shifting from foot to foot as if nervous. Cat wondered what was going on, but then David came back and all she could do was moan as he cleaned her up with a warm washcloth before discarding it onto the floor.

  Her three men got onto the bed on their knees near her feet.

  David cleared his throat. “I love you, Cat.”

  Cat’s eyes burned with happy tears. She clasped his hand and squeezed it. “I love you, too, David.”

  Barry caressed a hand up and down her shin. “I love you, baby.”

  “I love you, too, Barry.”

  Hank shifted drawing her gaze. “I love you more than words can ever express, Cat.” He paused as he glanced at each of his brothers before nodding his head.

  “Would you do us the honor of becoming our wife, Catalina Ball?” they all asked simultaneously.

  The tears welled and trickled down her cheeks. She opened her mouth to reply, but the words wouldn’t come. Cat drew in a deep breath and nearly shouted her answer.

  “Yes!”

  All three of her men exhaled loudly as if they’d been holding her breath and then they pounced all over again.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  My name is Becca Van. I live in Australia with my wonderful hubby of many years, as well as my two children.

  I read my first romance, which I found in the school library, at the age of thirteen and haven’t stopped reading them since. It is so wonderful to know that love is still alive and strong when there seems to be so much conflict in the world.

  I dreamed of writing my own book one day but, unfortunately, didn’t follow my dream for many years. But once I started I knew writing was what I wanted to continue doing.

  I love to escape from the world and curl up with a good romance, to see how the characters unfold and conflict is dealt with. I have read many books and love all facets of the romance genre, from historical to erotic romance. I’m a sucker for a happy ending.

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