Fighting for Julia [Panther Cove 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Melody Snow Monroe

  Breck dashed around and lit the candles that surrounded the cozy room.

  “I love it.”

  “I’m glad. Now, let’s get you dry.” Daven tossed Breck a towel, and between the two of them, she was near to dry in no time. Her hair remained damp, but at least it wasn’t dripping.

  Breck walked to the chest next to the door and pulled open the top drawer. He scrounged around for a minute and withdrew a tube of lube.

  Daven clasped her hand and led her over to the bed. “I know we could go to our playroom, where we have the spanking bench and can string up a harness, but I’m not sure I can wait. Do you mind making love with us on an old-fashioned bed?”

  “I’d make love with you in the snow on a mountaintop.”

  Daven grinned. “I think our mate has it bad.”

  “If you’re implying I love you, then you are right.”

  Breck picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. “This is for your own good.”

  “What is?”

  From under the bed, he produced a long, velvet rope and tied both wrists together and attached them to the bar going across the top of the bed. She tugged. “Now I can’t touch your cocks.”

  Breck looked over at Daven. “That’s our point.” He jumped on the bed and got down on his haunches with his mouth at tit level. “I want to make you scream.”

  “I don’t believe you.”

  “You hear that? She’s daring me.”

  She loved how much fun these men were.

  Daven slid between her legs. “Speaking of a dare. I’m betting you, bro, that I can make her call my name before she yells yours.”

  She lifted her head. “You want to make love to me on a dare?”

  “No, kitten, but just think how much fun you’re going to have if we pretend to try. We’re really trying to see who can love you more.”

  She dropped her head. “Well, if you put it that way, go ahead.”

  The intensity of their tongues took her by surprise. Gone was the slow seduction whereby they’d tease her until she demanded they touch her harder and faster. Daven not only lapped up her juices with enthusiasm, but he pressed one finger on her clit as he dipped two fingers in her pussy. The torrent of need slammed against her hard, and her stomach involuntarily clenched as wave upon wave of lustful spasms rolled down her pussy walls.

  Her breath caught as Breck circled her nipple with his tongue. She might have been able to resist arching her back had he not pulled on the other nipple. The pressing and twisting made her insides burn. As quickly as he’d drawn her sensitive crest into his mouth, he let go and left a blistering trail of kisses up the middle of her chest, across her neck, and over her chin.

  She opened her mouth to taste him when he dipped back down and licked the tender spot below her ear.

  “I can’t wait to send my fangs into your soft skin and claim you as mine.”

  She was dizzy with desire. “Me, too.”

  Daven must have wanted her attention because he curled his fingers and hit a spot that made her lift her hips. Molten need sped through her veins. She truly had wanted to wait so that she would climax with the men, but with what they were doing to her, there was no way she could hold out any longer.

  When Daven slid a hand under her hip and pressed a finger against her tight ring, she lost it. His tongue flicked across her clit so fast, it was like an electric charge had lit her up. Her orgasm swooped down and captured her. She clenched her tied hands and yelled something totally unintelligible. Her pelvic walls fluttered around Daven’s fingers, and she arched her back for more contact.

  As soon as she caught her breath, both men moved away. In one swift move, they flipped her over onto her elbows and knees. While her hands were still tied and her heart still raced, she said nothing. Those two seemed to have a plan that would bring her even more joy.

  Breck positioned himself at her head, and Daven moved behind her. The lube smelled like apple this time, which was one of her favorite scents.

  Breck clasped her face. “Remember to relax. I’m going to help by trying to distract you.”

  “I think I’ll like that.”

  He pulled down his cock and pressed it close to her lips. “I’ll let you take a little lick, but don’t get too enthusiastic or I might have to take it away from you.”

  “You’re strong. You should be able to handle a little tongue.”

  “Your mouth is too wicked for me but I know how much you like to suck on me.”

  He understood her well. “I do.”

  The cold smear of lube had her moving her hips forward, and the slap on the rear reminded her to remain still.

  “Breck and I can still pummel your ass if you want.”

  “As much as I love to get spanked, I need a cock back there more.”

  “Then a cock you shall get.”

  While Daven massaged her rear, Breck slid his cock into her mouth. Even though her wrists were tied, she was still about to reach his balls and roll them around.

  “Be careful, babe. Can’t you taste my pre-cum on the tip? I’m so damn close to exploding.”

  She lightened the tension and moved up and down his length in a slow, even manner so as not to cause him to blow right away.

  When Daven pressed a finger into her ass with one hand and massaged her rear with the other, she milked his finger. “Got anything bigger?”

  Daven chuckled and slid in another finger. Now the two digits worked in tandem to stretch her out. Maybe to urge her mouth to move faster, Breck reached under her chest and pulled her nipples taut. Stars exploded behind her eyes. She groaned and lifted off him long enough to beg. “Harder.”

  He obliged, and she returned to sucking on him. The harder she sucked, the faster he tweaked her now-swollen tips. He pinched them hard, and streaks of pain spread around her body and raced up her spine. The ache ebbed and was replaced with a blast of pleasure so intense her pussy wept.

  Daven’s fingers disappeared. “I have to have you. I love you so much, Julia.”

  Those sweet words helped her relax as he pressed his cock against her rear opening. Gently, he edged his way in, hitting nerve after nerve and electrifying her body.

  “That feels good.”

  “You are so damn tight. If I go any faster, I’m going to lose it.”

  She loved how every inch he traveled brought him closer to his climax. She’d concentrated so hard on what Daven was doing that she hadn’t noticed that Breck had moved out of reach. He edged around the side, reached under her body again, and continued to pleasure her breasts. Between the two of them, her climax was building fast, especially since Daven had finally fully seated himself in her ass. He leaned over and nibbled on her shoulder. She inhaled, waiting for him to sink his fangs into her shoulder, but only his tongue darted out and licked the sensitive area below her ear.

  “What you do to me, kitten.” The tenderness and sincerity made her soar higher.

  He eased out then drove back in, sending streaks of molten pulses straight to her needy pussy.

  “I need another cock!” That might have been too crude, but she didn’t care.

  “Let’s see about that.” With Daven’s cock implanted in her, he untied her hands, lifted her shoulders, and then leaned her back.

  The change in angle pinched for a moment before turning into glorious bliss. He stretched his legs on either side of her, forcing her to completely sit on him. To support herself, she leaned back on her hands.

  Breck moved in front. “Let’s open those legs real wide for me. I can’t wait to taste your sweet honey. Daven lift her up.”

  Daven pressed up on his feet, raising his hips and causing her to seemingly float in the air. She clasped on to his knees for support.

  Breck got on his stomach and thumbed open her pussy lips. When his velvety tongue licked her opening, steam churned inside her and the fire in her blood ignited.

  “Oh, my God. Don’t stop.”

  His response was to add a finger into
her hole and swirl it around until she was in a wild frenzy of desire. She tried to wiggle her hips, but Daven had a strong hold on her. Only then did she realize he hadn’t moved. His cock was lodged inside her.

  “You okay, Daven? Don’t you want to fuck me?”

  “Kitten, I’m just waiting for Breck, and then I plan on fucking your ass until it’s my name you scream.”

  Before she could toss back a comeback, Breck nipped her clit and her world blanked for a moment as the passion pushed her higher.

  “Hurry, Breck.”

  He lifted his head. “You want me to fuck your pussy hard?”

  “Oh, yes.”

  He grinned and his fangs extended. She swallowed hard, knowing this was the moment that would define her for the rest of her life. Right now, her two men would anoint her body and the three of them would become one.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Breck planted one foot on the bed and knelt on the other leg. He leaned forward and kissed her as softly as a leaf falls to the ground after a gust of wind separates it if from its limb. She nipped his bottom lip, and he pulled back and smiled.

  “Ready, my love?”

  Her mouth was so dry it was hard to form any words, so she nodded.

  He aimed his cock at her opening and slipped in. He stopped after an inch, probably because her eyes had widened and her breath had caught. She hadn’t imagined having two cocks in her would take up so much room.

  Daven reached around and rubbed a breast. Like that was going to help with the overwhelming sensation of having two cocks in her.

  “Breathe, kitten. We’ll both fit.”

  She hoped that was true, but she needed a moment to get used to the sensation. When she nodded again, Breck’s smile returned. He leaned forward and nibbled on her earlobe as he forged in farther. While Daven didn’t move, his fingers held more tension as if he was using all of his learned control not to fuck her fast and furiously.

  Between Daven’s fingers playing with her nipple and Breck gliding in and out in short spurts, her body began to relax. Soon, every movement spewed torrents of delight all over her body. Now she was ready to take on both men.

  “Breck, I need you.”

  He must have understood because he closed his eyes and plowed into her in one strong thrust. He grunted. She grunted, and her body burst into flames.

  That must have been the signal Daven needed because he withdrew partway and returned with a vengeance. The two men seemed lost in their own world, as was she. Holding her still, Daven drove his cock into her ass over and over again while Breck kept hitting her back wall. Heat built to near boiling as her climax soared, taking her to the highest mountain.

  It was as if she was about to dive into a bubbling volcano that was ready to erupt. Once more Breck leaned over and licked her neck. She felt his fangs sink into her a second before Daven bit her neck. Together the men sank their teeth into her, sending their life’s blood in to her to seal their union. Never before had such power zoomed through her. No love could have eclipsed theirs.

  As soon as they’d marked her, wild passion ensued. She bucked and screamed as her orgasm squeezed her tight. She milked both of their cocks, and they each growled as their seeds shot out of them. Swirls of chaos slammed into her as stars lit up the back of her lids and her body rose to unparalleled heights.

  Once they finished spewing their seed, both men held still and hugged her tight in a warm embrace. Her pulse raced and their cocks still vibrated. She was so incredibly happy that she never wanted to move.

  Breck leaned back. “Babe. Oh, shit. I forgot the condom.”

  She swore there was a twinkle in his eyes. “I’ve waited seventy-six years for the right man. I’m okay with having a few little panthers running around. What about you guys?”

  “Yes!” they said in unison.

  What followed was insane. They must have kissed every inch of her body ten times. She laughed so hard her stomach hurt. “Enough, guys.” Cum had dripped down her legs and was getting everywhere.

  “I’ll get something to clean us up,” Daven said. He came back in a flash and wiped her pussy. “I say we wait a little while and try this again. We need to make sure our seed took.”

  All thoughts of ever working again flew out of her head. She’d never have the time.

  * * * *

  The next two weeks were crazy. Breck and Daven told her she only needed to work if she wanted to. Since she loved being at the coffee shop and mingling with the customers, she decided to keep that job. Besides, working side by side with Kendis would be so cool. Alexandre was so disappointed to be losing her, that she agreed to come in when needed. While Trish was quite upset to lose a friend, she totally got that by quitting, Julia would have much for time for her men.

  As for school, she’d been attending classes for over fifty years around the country, and after this semester, she was going to take a break.

  The men insisted she move up to their house, so she needed to pack her stuff. Her parents were over-the-top excited that she’d be so close. In truth, when her men were out doing their thing, it would be nice to have her mom near.

  A knock sounded on her front door, but she wasn’t expecting anyone. When she pulled open the door a big grin stole across her face. Both Breck and Daven were there.

  “Hey. I didn’t expect to see you.”

  “We want to take you on a painting expedition.”

  “Come in.” The air was cool today. “Tell me about this adventure you’ve got planned.”

  “We haven’t been together to paint since we first met. We found a great place on the Blue Ridge Parkway that overlooks John’s Rock. It’s a cozy little alcove, and we wanted to try our hand at painting again.”

  She loved the idea. “I’m game. I have what I call my spontaneous painting kit in the car. I’ll just need to grab a warm coat, put on some hiking boots, and I’ll be good to go.” How cool was this? The men really did seem to have an interest in art. She hurried to gather her gear. “I’m set.”

  Her dads would never have been this spontaneous. Maybe she had lumped all beings who worked at Panther Cove into the same category. Shame on her.

  The drive along the parkway was fabulous. The fall colors were fading, but the yellows and oranges still inspired. After a forty-five-minute drive, Breck pulled into an overlook parking lot. The view from on top of the parkway never failed to bring her joy. “This is glorious.”

  “Wait until you see the view from down this path.” Daven had pulled on a backpack and put all of their supplies inside, leaving her free to traipse down the path.

  They didn’t have to walk more than ten minutes, but the path was steep as they neared the cliff.

  “Here we are.” Breck planted his hands on his hips and looked over the vista with a serene look on his face.

  She wasn’t sure about the ten-foot-wide ledge that dropped about a thousand feet to the ground. “I’ll sit back here.”

  Daven slipped next to her. “We’ll make sure you don’t fall.”

  They plopped down, and she withdrew her easel and paints from the backpack. She and Daven faced the view while Breck turned to the side. The back of the easel faced them.

  “You don’t want us to see what you’re painting?”

  “Nope.”

  Only she and Daven were in his view, but she let him do his thing. They worked for about an hour when Breck announced he was done.

  She laughed. “You can’t be done.” She’d only outlined the design and hadn’t even applied the paint. “Let me see.”

  He turned his easel around. It took her a minute to figure out what he’d painted. It did look like two people sitting with easels in front of them, but there was a big glare in the middle of his scene, almost like it was a star. “What’s that white thing in the middle?”

  “Oh that? Hmm. I used my imagination.”

  She had no idea what he was talking about. “What did you intend it to be?”

  Daven waved something
sparkly in front of her face. “I think he thought we’d already given this to you.”

  She looked down. The most beautiful diamond solitaire adorned a gold band and shone in the light. “Oh, my God. Is this what I think it is?”

  In a flash, the men were on one knee in front of her. Daven pressed the ring over the fourth finger of her left hand. “I know we’ve already mated, and we hope there might even be an addition on the way, but we thought you might be more of a traditional girl and want a real wedding like your two friends.”

  Tears formed in her eyes at the wonderful sentiment. “Did I ever tell you that you two are the best men in the whole world?”

  They glanced at each other. “No,” they said in unison.

  “Well, you are.”

  Breck puffed out his chest. “I think you should prove it to us.”

  A cold gust of wind nearly toppled her easel. “If you think I’m going to get naked in this weather, you are dead wrong.”

  “But you said you wanted us so bad you’d be willing to have sex in the snow.”

  “Yes. In the snow. Do you happen to see any?”

  With that, Daven dropped to the ground next to her and pulled her on top of his body. Breck rested next to her with an arm around her back. The kisses were numerous and the love priceless. From now on, she’d always put love above all else.

  “We need to come back here when it’s warmer.”

  Both men shared a glance. “Now that’s a promise we definitely want to keep.”

  THE END

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Unlike most other authors, I started writing late in life. Writing stories in high school and college was not for me. Only after I graduated did I fall in love with romance novels. For the next twenty years, I read voraciously. It got to a point where my book-buying habits cost as much as my groceries. At that point, my husband suggested I write a book. Hey, it looked easy, right? All the stories started in the same spot (hero and heroine at odds) and ended the same way (happily ever after). Only it was anything but easy. Eleven years and fifteen completed romantic suspenses later, I finally published. I never would have gotten that far had it not been for two local chapters whose generous members shared their amazing wealth of knowledge.